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I pull up my pants and straighten my tie. “Maybe we should head back?”
Winter stares at her phone a little longer. “Yeah, maybe.”
Every part of me wants to stay here with her, explore this connection, but I know that’s not possible.
Seven
WINTER
Things not on my to-do list when I came home to visit my mother: acquire a stepbrother and have the best sex of my life with him.
I can’t believe that just happened, and a huge part of me wants to know when it can happen again. Like how soon?
Is now too soon?
I stare at Kane, wondering if we really need to go back to the party.
We dress and he looks like a million dollars while I look like I just got run over by a reindeer. There’s a knock at the door, and Kane and I spring into action, taming tangled hair and putting on shoes.
“Winter, are you in there?” my mother’s voice calls from the other side of the door.
My eyes widen, and Kane stares at me with what I’m guessing is the same deer-in-the-headlight look I’ve got going on.
“Winter?” the knock grows impatient.
Kane passes me and opens the door. “Hi, Crystal. Winter wasn’t feeling well, so I brought her back here to rest.”
Mom pushes through the door, crossing the cabin to stand right in front of me. “Are you sick?”
“Sort of?” I place a hand on my stomach, while my mother places her palm to my forehead. “I think it’s something I ate.”
“She had the oysters. Maybe they’re bad. Warn others,” Kane says, stepping closer to usher my mother out the door.
“Well, she can rest, but you should come back, Kane. Your father is looking for you.”
Kane gives me a look like he’s trying to think of any reason for him to stay. I’m half-expecting him to claim he’s had the oysters too. However, he leaves with my mother after telling me he’ll return soon.
When the door shuts, I close my eyes and sigh. If she’d come ten minutes earlier, she might have heard me screaming Kane’s name. Since I’m not returning to the party, might as well relax my tense muscles. I strip and make my way to the Roman tub in the master bath. As I pass the mirror, I get a glimpse of kiss-swollen lips and love bites on my skin. It’s a wondrous sight.
I can’t remember the last time I had sex, and I’ve never had sex that phenomenal. Kane definitely knows what he’s doing.
Big time.
And I do mean big.
Zoe’s special soaps she makes for the resort sit in a wreath on the marble counter, and I select the vanilla goat milk bar and add some bubbles to the water flowing into the tub. The smell emanating from the porcelain is divine as I slide into the mountain of foam, letting the hot water relax my muscles. I lean back and close my eyes, all thoughts turning to Kane.
My core tightens as I remember the way he touched me. My hands trail over my body up to my breasts, tracing around my hardened nipples. I squeeze the sensitive peaks between my fingers and moan.
“I hope you’re not getting off without me,” Kane says, standing at the door of the bathroom.
I jerk upright, sloshing water out of the tub. “How long have you been standing there?”
“Long enough.” He yanks at his tie. “Hope there’s room in there for me.”
He removes his clothing and I shamelessly watch, licking my lips when he drops his boxer-briefs.
“Plenty of room.” I slide forward so he can get in behind me.
As soon as he’s settled, he picks up the loofah sponge and rubs it up and down my back.
“Ahh, that feels so good,” I say.
He moves my hair and runs the sponge over my neck. “You’re being bad again.”
I smile. “How so?”
“I’m fucking hard as a rock. I’m trying to be good here and wash your body, but here you are turning me on again.”
“What are you going to do about it?” I look back at him over my shoulder.
“Spanking didn’t seem to work with you. Should I be firmer?”
“Or maybe…” Feeling brave, I turn in the tub so I can hover over him, my body coming out of the water. “You can just let this time slide.” I nip at his lips, and he gazes up at me.
His stare morphs from hungry to needy as it falls on my breasts. “Fuck, you’re gorgeous.” His mouth closes on my nipple, and he kneads the other with his hand. I tug him closer, my fingers roaming through his glossy tresses. I love his hair. And the way he makes my body heat.
It’s everything about this man. Everything he makes me feel.
Is it too soon to have genuine feelings for him?
Kane positions me where I’m straddling his lap, and I lower onto his thick length, moaning at the slight stretch and fullness.
