AllFreeNovel
Share Us
He isn’t slow once he’s deep inside me. No, he takes what he needs. He takes what he wants from me, and I give it freely.
Water spills onto the floor, and I no longer care because my body is moving at top speeds. My heartbeat is immeasurable, beating to the sounds of our impact. Of our sex. Of our fucking. Because that’s what this is at this point. Pure carnal lust in its simplest form.
His hands cup my face as he plows up into me. “I fucking love the way you feel. So tight.”
I slam back down on his lap, matching his intensity. “I love the way you feel.”
He groans, and I ride his dick, knowing he completely owns my heart at this moment. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t give him right now.
Together we come, crying out each other’s names, clinging to each other. Our breathing is labored and as I try to catch my breath, Kane’s eyes meet mine.
“I think I might be falling in love with you.”
My eyes widen at the words he said out loud. Love. Even though I kind of feel the same way, my mind can’t process what he said. I ease off him and climb out of the tub, grabbing the robe hanging on a hook.
“Say something,” he says, running a hand down his face.
“Jiminy Flusterbuster.” This will never work. Our parents are married, for goodness’ sake.
I rush out of the bathroom and hear Kane exiting the tub.
“Winter, wait.”
I spin around before making it further down the hallway. “We just can’t do this,” I say to him. “I have to go.”
He wraps a towel around his lean hips, staring at me like I’ve truly broken his heart.
And I head to my room to dress and pack a few things, feeling like I broke mine too.
I open my eyes to the sound of an adamant bird chirping outside my window. “Go to sleep,” I yell at the bird, trying my hardest to go back to dreamland.
After I left Kane last night, I headed to my mother’s cabin. It surprised me to find her alone.
She said Randall got his own cabin for the evening because they needed some time apart, but swore everything was fine between them. When she asked why I wanted to crash with her, I couldn’t tell her the truth, so I told her Kane snores like a train and it was driving me insane.
I don’t think she believed me.
“You have half an hour until you have to be at Santa’s workshop,” my mother says, leaning against the door jamb of the bedroom.
“Don’t remind me,” I grumble, tossing the covers over my eyes so I can forget about my issues. The thought of hanging out all day with a sexy step-Santa makes my insides burn with acid. Why can’t I have a simple life?
Why can’t I meet someone normal?
Not saying Kane isn’t normal. He’s very normal. Probably one of the most real men I’ve ever met.
He doesn’t hide behind his job, or his status, or his money. Most of the men I’ve dated in the past always seemed like they were trying to sell me a gimmick. Like hey, I’m a nice guy, watch. But they were never nice.
They always fell short.
I can see myself building a future with Kane… if the situation were different.
But it’s not.
“Get up. I’m sure Kane will wonder what happened if his little helper is late.” She pushes off the doorjamb with a wan smile and shuffles away.
“You can tell him I had to head back to the North Pole,” I holler, so she can hear me.
I finally slide my feet from under the covers and onto the warmth of the heated hardwood floors.
After I dress, I head into the dinette area where my mother sits at the small island, holding a cup of coffee, staring out the window. I grab a mug from the cupboard and pour myself some caffeine, adding a copious amount of sugar and cream.
I sit next to her. “Mom, what’s really going on?”
Her steely gray eyes gaze into mine. “I’ll level with you, if you level with me.”
I slump on my bar stool and murmur, “I think I’m in love with Kane Snow.”
My mother laughs lightly. “I think I’m not in love with Randall Snow.”
My eyes widen to saucers. Mom’s news is much worse than mine.
“Oh, no.” I stand and hug her. “What are you going to do?”
She shrugs. “I don’t even know.” A tear races down her cheek. “The funny thing is, I don’t think he loves me either. How many married couples don’t want to spend any time together on their honeymoon?”
I return to my seat and shake my head, thinking about a honeymoon with Kane and how I’d want to spend every second with him by my side. “I don’t know.”
