“Peyton, go in the house. I need these two to help me.”
Like hell he did. Braden wanted to give them another warning, a stern reminder, something to scare them off and hold them back. Kane figured he faced two choices. Lie to Braden and tell him he wouldn’t touch her or lie to Peyton because she’d call him out this time.
After what they’d shared earlier, she’d force him to face her, demand answers and expect to hear them. If he turned down her advances, she would want to know why. Hell, there was a third choice in there somewhere, and maybe, by God, it was time to toss good sense to the wind.
Peyton marched over to Braden. Her cute little butt barely shook as she walked straight up to him and shocked him as much as his brothers. “Braden, do you like me?”
“Well, what kind of stupid question are you asking now?”
“It’s a yes-or-no stupid question. Do. You. Like. Me?” She emphasized each word and added a huff or two between each syllable for added Peyton drama. “Check yes or no.”
“Of course, I like you, Peyton.” He touched the tip of her nose with his forefinger and turned his back to her. Kane wanted to laugh out loud.
Peyton wasn’t going to stand there looking at Braden’s back, unless she really liked his ass. And she might but she hated a man turning his back to her more. Kane and Evan learned early on it ranked as her number one pet peeve.
She started to reach for him and for some reason stopped. “Do you want to fuck me?” Her hands returned to her hips.
“Oh shit, here we go now everybody.” Evan headed for the feed room and stopped short of stepping inside. He didn’t look amused.
Kane almost felt sorry for Braden, because knowing his brother, he wanted to die right about any second. It simply came down to this, and he saw the caution light straight ahead.
After Kane talked to the man Peyton almost-but didn’t-fuck, he had time to think. David Taylor gave him a lot to consider. A woman ruined three prosperous lives. Three cowboys destroyed the underlying strength of one woman. His mother might have lived to meet Peyton if things had been different for her, the way he imagined he wanted them for Peyton.
Braden didn’t turn around. “I said ‘I need to talk to Evan and Kane’. Go up to the house and get some dinner started. We’ve all had a long day, and by the time we feed everything down here, it’ll be time to eat.”
“Then snack on this.” She grabbed his wrist hard, whirled him around and by God she pressed her little body against his as she cupped his face and most likely stripped his ever lovin’ mind with a kiss like hers. Watching it shackled Kane’s senses and gave him more to think about than he needed.
Evan stepped into the feed room. He couldn’t watch it.
Kane knew why. His own dick was harder than it had ever been. If Evan had feelings for Peyton, then he understood why it was a little tough watching her kiss Braden with one goal in mind-to try and convince him why they belonged together. From what he’d seen from Peyton, she wanted all of them, and she refused to deny herself any one of them.
“Stop.” Braden held her by her shoulders.
“No.” She started to kiss him again but he held fast to her thin arms.
“You’re making a train wreck of everything.”
“I’m shooting for the rodeo, and I’m ready to ride when one or all of you get your head out of the sawdust.”
“Peyton, your analogies need some serious help,” Evan teased as he stuck his head out of the stockroom.
Braden stepped away from her. “Get on up to the house, like I told ya.”
“No.”
Kane saw the tears fall before Braden blinked and realized he caused them. Kane took a few steps forward and wrapped her in his arms as she fell into one of those heartbreaking sobs she released on occasion, especially when she wanted to get her way.
“Where’s the key to her car?” Kane snapped.
Braden reluctantly pulled it out of his pocket and handed it to him. He in turn, handed it off to her. “Peyton, get in the car, passenger’s side.”
Sniffling, she walked off, but by the time she reached the car, Kane would just about bet she was smiling. Oh yeah, this stunt was going to get her exactly what she wanted but before he left, he planned on letting his brothers know. He wanted it to eat their hearts out. He’d drive them one inch short of crazy.
“I’m not taking her to the boathouse but if you want to look there, you’re welcome to and I’m not coming back with her until tomorrow. Maybe by the time I get her back here, you’ll make a decision to see her for what she is and what she’s not.”
Evan stepped out with a few buckets of grain piled high. “She’s already confused, Kane. You’re making it tougher on her.” He started reaching in each stall and dumping the horse feed in the individual bins.
“Confused? Hell, I’m more perplexed than she is. She seems to know what she wants and tries her damndest to get it but we keep pushing her away. She’s not Mom, nothing like her-thank God-and we’re not like our fathers.”
“You don’t know what you’re saying,” Braden gritted out through clenched teeth.
“Maybe you don’t want to hear it.”
Evan stopped at the other end of the barn and looked back at his brother. “If you hurt her, so help me God, I’ll repeat history.”
“This is exactly what I don’t want to see happen,” Braden said.
“I’m not going to hurt her,” Kane promised, “But I am going to love her, and I don’t care if I have your permission or not. I don’t care if you stay up all night wondering what it might have been like if you’d swallowed your damned-ass pride. I don’t give a shit if you like it, agree with it, or downright hate it. I’m going to love her until she knows she belongs to me. Now, what she does with the two of you later will be up to her, but for tonight, she’s mine. Interfere or try to stop it, and so help me I’ll run away with her and never look back.”
Evan watched Peyton’s car until it disappeared between the gates. “I hope you’re happy.”
“What the hell did you want me to do?”
“I wanted you to swallow some of your big-brother pride and tell Kane for once he’s right.”
“He’s not,” Braden said.
“She’s not a little girl, Braden. She’s never been a little girl. You wanted to take her on to raise and someone already beat you to it. Her momma did a fine enough job before she died and the least you can do is notice.”
“Her mother should have left behind a how-to manual so I’d know things, understand how we were supposed to handle her and manage her life most effectively.”
“We’re not supposed to manage her life, Braden. We took her in as family. When we signed those papers, it wasn’t just about being her guardians. Hell, we could’ve pulled strings and helped her stay right there where she grew up. Instead, you took one look at her and wanted to save her.”
Braden scratched his head.
“Then, she came in here and made this place a home. Just seeing her first thing in the mornings makes my day better. I guarantee you feel the same way. In a few short months, she’s going to leave for college and start her life. Why not let her live a little before she does, even if it means including all of us in some kind of fantasy?”
“I promised her mother to take care of her. I did not promise her mother I’d fuck her silly and put her on the school bus each morning afterwards.”
“Damn it, Braden! She’s not a kid. She’s a woman. She acts like a woman, looks like a woman, and by God she knows how to turn a man on which is something I’d just about fight Kane for right this minute.”
“This is why it’s a bad idea. Don’t you see? Try and understand.” He picked up a bale of hay and tossed it to the side before he sat down and leaned his head back against a rusty post. “I’m doing the right thing by her, and you boys are trying your best to ruin it.”
“We’re not doing anything here. We’ve kissed her. She’s a damn good kisser too, I might add, and I’m sure you’d agree.” He smirked at his brother but didn’t wait for Braden to respond, “Now, no thanks to you, Kane is going to run off with her tonight, and you might as well consider her fucked.”
“He’ll make us think he’s gonna do it but he’ll probably love on her a little bit and then bring her home in the morning. He’s not going to keep her out of school laid up in a hotel room someplace.”
“I wouldn’t be so sure about that, Braden. He’s already tasted her tangy little pussy so-”
Braden quickly jumped to his feet. “He did what?”
“Yep, this mornin’ and he said she didn’t complain either.”
“You talked to them about this?”
“I didn’t talk to Peyton. Hell, I didn’t need to confirm it after the way she was makin’ eyes at him this afternoon. Kane just said things got a little out of hand when he drove her to school. I pressed and he told me everything. He pulled around there at the old Davenport warehouse and just went wild on her.”
“Damn it. I can’t even trust you boys to drive her to school.”
“Don’t blame me here. I didn’t give her a ride but I can tell you one thing right now. If I’d had my head between her legs even for a minute, she wouldn’t have gone to school today. I would’ve taken her someplace far away from everybody and my tongue wouldn’t have been the only thing in between her legs.”
“I imagine you’re right then. She’s fucked.”
“Yep, I imagine so, or at least she will be before the night is over.’
“You told them we weren’t going to the boathouse,” she said as they started down the curvy road toward the lake.
“They believed me too. They won’t look for us out here, and if they do, we’ll leave.”
The dark, lonely road leading to the lake seldom saw traffic. Kane turned on the headlights. He’d only made a few stops. He ran by the mall and picked up a few things he felt like he wanted Peyton to have and then ran into the convenience market to pick up a few snacks. Peyton loved junk food. He wanted to make sure he had a stockpile so he didn’t have to leave again once he tucked her in for the night.
He tried to concentrate on driving but it wasn’t easy. Her eyes heated him in all the wrong places. Ten more minutes, just ten more minutes. He stepped on the gas and accelerated.
“In a hurry?” she teased.
He ignored her. No, actually he didn’t. Every muscle in his body tensed because of her. He didn’t know how on God’s earth he’d gain enough self control, but he needed to find some element of it before they pulled up to the boathouse, otherwise, he feared what might happen.
Kane didn’t want to hurt her but right now all he thought about was pushing his way into her tight pussy and fucking her until dawn. These thoughts might get a man killed if he ever revealed them to Evan or Braden.
Her fingertips ran over his hard leg. She shifted in her bucket seat. Her palm caressed his inner thigh with more strength, and a firm command.
Clasping his hand over her wrist, he said, “Peyton, don’t. We’re almost there.”
“Yeah, well, you drive. Watch the road.” Her tiny hand inched closer to the bulge in between his thighs and soon his head strained against the headrest. His hand covered hers only tighter as he held her under his grip straining against his cock. He gritted his teeth and moaned as she stroked.
“Damn, woman, can’t you wait?”
Her fingers worked at unzipping him. She didn’t have a problem finding what she wanted. Her moist mouth nibbled at his earlobe. “Let me give you a blowjob, Kane. Right now. Drive us to the boathouse while you drive into my mouth.”
“Oh God, Peyton. You have no idea how much I’d like to take you up on the offer.”
She rubbed her hand over his cock before she tugged it from his boxers. “Let me?” She lowered her head, and he slammed on the brakes. The back of the car fishtailed.
“Peyton!” He pulled over to the side of the road and stared at her. “Peyton, not even ten minutes. We’re less than ten minutes from the boat.”
She didn’t say anything. She just stared back at him with her lips parted and her tongue where he could see it. How many times had he imagined what she could do with her tongue, her hot little mouth, her sweet little lips? Now, he was going to shove his cock back in his pants and say ‘no thank you’? No way. Not today.
The silence ripped through the car, the air thick with sexual tension, only breathing broke through the thicket of the quiet. And then it intensified, forming a racket all on its own.
He cupped her neck and slammed against her lips. Her wet tongue slid across his in a second, and he held her against his mouth, kissing her, making love to her mouth just as he would her body-fast and desperate.
Her mouth opened, and her arms only tightened around his neck. He kissed her still harder because if he didn’t, he’d die from wonder, die because he didn’t know where a kiss like this led when Peyton parked with a man.
His hands gripped the hem of her shirt. He tried to resist the temptation all of one short breath, but inevitably, he pushed it up, ran his hands over her bra and moaned into her belly. “You’re making me crazy.” He slid his tongue back and forth over the band of her pants before he ran the stubble of his jaw across her stomach and licked at the flesh right under her breast.
She wrapped her hand around his cock and started to slowly pull him in and out of her grip. “You’re so big, Kane. I can’t wait to have you inside of me, fucking me.”
His heart stopped. He couldn’t think now, and all he wanted to do was screw her.
“That’s sweet, baby. So sweet.” With a slower kiss, he kissed her stomach, took a deep breath and pulled her shirt down over her middle again. He tried to regain some composure but she felt him pulling away from her. She must have known because she yanked him forward, and he crushed against her lips again. Their tongues mimicked sex, and he felt a smile tilt up her lips as he kissed her.
He pulled her back so he could look into those blue eyes. He didn’t yank her, but heaven help him, it wasn’t from lack of want. He’d like to pull her hair just enough to get a real yelp out of her and then paddle her behind for making him crazy.
“Kane,” she whispered as she undoubtedly translated the lust in his eyes. It was enough, more than enough to ignite the fire once more, the out of control desire he tried to contain.
Her arms wrapped around his neck, and he moved her over him. She straddled his waist as her lips parted his, and his lips melded to hers. She moaned against his mouth, and his hands clutched at her, weaved through her hair and drew her closer.
He pressed his erection against her denim, the ridge of his cock throbbing, the mushroom head tender as he felt the moisture seeping from her pants, enough to let him feel her heat. Her hand slid between their bodies, and he stopped her.
“Wait, Peyton.” He nudged her with his body, forcing her back to her seat.
“I don’t want to wait. I’m tired of waiting.”
His hand stroked her hair, and he looked into those haunting eyes, the eyes he recognized as windows, doors, the core he wanted to worm his way through to ensure he owned a piece of her soul. “I don’t want your first time…our first time,” he wasn’t sure, one hundred percent positive another man hadn’t already touched her. He fought back the urge to inquire and continued, “I’ve waited this long. Let me take you to the boathouse and do this right. God help me, Peyton, I want to do this right.”
She gave him feather-light kisses and then sank back into her seat. She reached for the seatbelt over her right shoulder but let it flap to the side as soon as she grabbed it. “Fuck it.” She moved toward him again, fingered his tight swollen scrotum and lifted the band of his boxers away from the pants she’d just unzipped.
“No, Peyton.”
“Yes, Kane.” She dropped her head and slowly sucked in the plump tip of his cock.
Her mouth was heaven found on earth. If she was a virgin, she’d at least sucked cock before. She kept her teeth out of the equation and her tongue slid across his slit trying to draw out the pre-cum. She didn’t have to try hard.
“Baby, you have to stop. I’ll come in your mouth.”
She held the base in her hand and massaged his sack with her middle finger as she slowly sucked in the shaft over and over again. Her mouth was like pure satin one minute and silk the next. And she made sure she kept his resistance low as she bobbed her head over his stalk and moaned as she stretched it with a tight, satisfying blow.
He wanted to fuck her mouth. She knew what she was doing. Damn it, she wasn’t a child. He placed his palms on the top of the car and God help him, he surged forward until he realized he had to quit right then. He had to stop this now because bright headlights were approaching, and they were right in front of them.