Two Weeks Later
Peyton stretched her neck and excitedly waved at Kane, Braden, and Evan.
“You act so silly about them,” Vicky said.
“Ridiculous,” Freda agreed.
“I’m still waiting for her to make her choice so the rest of us will have a shot,” one of the other girls said as she waved at her parents.
Peyton and Vicky exchanged knowing glances. Peyton studied Freda as her parents walked up and asked someone to take a picture of them.
After Freda’s parents took a few photographs of the girls, Peyton turned around and tried to find her men in the crowd once again. This time, they weren’t where she could see them.
She felt a sudden panic, and her chest tightened. She felt the loss just because she didn’t see them right away. God, she was in love. She was so in love that she didn’t think she’d make it five minutes without seeing one of her guys.
Vicky tugged her around then. “Come on. We leave our stuff here and march in. Hurry so we can see who we want to see before we go to the waiting hall.”
“The waiting hall?”
“Yup, that’s what they call the corridor in between the gyms. It’s the ‘waiting hall’ on graduation day.” Vicky grabbed her hand then. “And by the way, they must’ve had someone else’s seats. They moved over there.” She pointed to the second section of the gym and as soon as she did, they all waved like proud dads or brothers or worse still, boyfriends.
She gave them an oh-come-on-now look and rolled her eyes. Then she whispered to Vicky. “Do you think people know about my relationship with them?”
Vicky laughed. “I think if they didn’t know, one look at them right then with the silly waves, and they pretty well gave everything away.”
“Hmmm, I sort of thought the same thing.”
“Yeah, babe, the wave kind of did it.”
“And here I thought everyone was in the dark.” She clutched Vicky’s hand and they giggled as they walked toward the ‘waiting hall’. A few boys whistled, and Peyton couldn’t help but flirt a little, just to keep the men watching her on the end of their seats.
“Poor Kane will collect a hit list a mile long if you don’t stop the flirting.”
“I know. I like to keep him on his toes, you know?”
“Yeah, but he’s going to spank your ass if you don’t stop wiggling it around all these guys,” Vicky smacked her butt. She caught more of the graduation gown than she did her bottom.
They lined up in the hallway, and Vicky’s tone turned serious. “I’m glad your bruises are gone. I’d hate for your graduation pictures to have those shiners showing more than your true beauty.”
“Vicky, you know you don’t have to brag on me all the time.”
“Yes, I do. You’re my best friend. And I mean it. If I tell you something, you can always take it to the bank, Peyton.”
“Oh serious,” Peyton made light of the situation.
“This is serious.”
“Graduation?”
“No, what I need to say to you.”
“Uh-oh.”
“Peyton, I think Kane is going to eventually propose to you and…” Her smile widened and she took a deep breath before she continued, “Well, I don’t know what your exact arrangement is with them, of course, but I just want to tell you something. It’s about the day you were abducted.”
“I don’t want to think about that right now, Vicky.”
“Just hear me out, Peyton. I want you to know they were all worried but Kane…something changed in him by the minute, Peyton. He’s deeply in love with you, Peyton. They may all love you but Kane would cease to exist without you. I guess you know this though.”
Peyton looked into the audience as the double doors opened, and the graduation march began. Kane jumped to his feet and his smile lit up the gym. Yeah, she knew Kane Cartwell loved her. When Evan and Braden stood too, she saw the full circle of love, the kind of love many waited to find and the kind of love that would last for a thousand lifetimes.
“You didn’t have to do this, you know.” Peyton stood in Braden’s room with her hands on her hips. “This goes a little beyond your typical graduation party, you know.”
“If you think this is great, wait until you see what he’s planned for later.” Evan came in and slid a kiss on her cheek. “Hurry up, Braden. There are some parents here, and they want to see the adult in charge. I’m not dealing with them.”
Braden patted Peyton’s behind on his way out. “Told you I didn’t want anyone under eighteen here. What happened to following the rule?”
She shrugged. “Everyone wanted to come to this graduation party. I can’t imagine why.” She shot Evan a wink before she started for her room. “I’ll be ready in a few minutes. Right now I have to find something appropriate to wear.”
“Hurry,” Evan said, “I don’t want you to keep your guests waiting. This is your party, you know.”
“I know, Evan. I know!” Before she made it to her room, he grabbed her around the waist.
“Don’t I get something for the efforts here? You know I did have a little something to do with getting the place spiffed up for your friends.”
Peyton gnawed on the inside of her cheek and hit him in the stomach with the back of her hand. “What you want, big boy, I can’t give you until after the party.”
“Sure you can.” He yanked her into the spare bedroom and slammed her against the back of the door as soon as it closed behind them. His lips crashed against hers as he pressed his body into hers.
“You’re as naughty as I am right now, Peyton. Admit it.” Evan nibbled at her lips
“Considering about two hundred of my closest friends are waiting for me downstairs, this…” she popped him a kiss and patted down the front of his pants, “is going to have to wait.”
“The hell it is.” He gripped her side and moved his body into hers creating the illusion of one erotic sex act. The kind of pleasure to keep a woman panting for more, and Peyton ready to drop to her knees, only she didn’t. She grabbed the knob behind her, kissed more teeth then than lips, and barely made her escape.
“Damn it!”
She giggled as she listened to Evan’s moaning but let his displeasure ring out from behind the door. She didn’t pause or turn back to make things right. Party guests waited.
She nudged her door open and slid into her room for a few minutes of alone time. She didn’t forget to lock it back because Evan’s persistence lately bordered with truly irritating. And a little sexy too, if she wanted to think about his charming appeal.
Humming, she walked over to the closet and flipped the light on. She started to thumb through her dresses and glanced down at the shoes sticking out from the bottom of the closet.
“Hmmm…big feet, polished shoes, I wonder who I might find in here.” She waved her hands to the left and the right, and Kane pulled her in between the mountain of clothes on either side.
His quick movements and the feel of his hot fingers working over the nape of her neck ensured she wouldn’t leave him without a good romp. Peyton loved all of the Cartwells but if there was one advantage Kane had-it was his ability to control her with a simple touch, a hot kiss or roaming hands guaranteed to make her wet.
“I have company,” she breathed against his neck as his hands slid down her hips and rotated them forward and against the ridge of his wide erection.
“I have a serious problem with your guests,” he said.
“Oh do you now?” she said as she grabbed the metal rod running across the length of her closet. She planted her feet on either side of Kane’s torso.
“You know it.” He snapped the thong she had under her short skirt and bit his lower lips as he fingered her. “I have a problem with the guys here. Some of them look at you like they want to do exactly what I’m doing to you right now.”
She gripped the pole harder and allowed her body to swing forward and back into his palm. “You don’t say.”
He added another finger and twisted his hand as he fucked her with his long fingers. “Tonight, if I see any of those guys snooping around you, I aim to tell them you’re mine.”
“I bet that’s what you’ll do,” she said as she moaned.
“Damn, Peyton. You’re so wet, baby, I’m going to have to fuck you.”
She started to bring her legs down. He held her ass with one hand and brought her hips forward. Before she protested, and she might have considered it for the simple fact she turned Evan down earlier, he plunged harder with his fingers. He took her to the brink before he unzipped his pants, and allowed his cock to spring free. He immediately pressed it right into her vagina.
“Good Lord, Kane!”
“Now, I’m happy, baby. Knowing I can fuck you while all those boys down there are waiting on you. Hmmm…” His thighs bunched, and he stroked her deep.
She clutched to the bar where all the hangers lined up with her clothes. Using it to leverage her weight against his, she moved back and forth with his cock. Kane buried his head against her chest and moaned out with pleasure.
“Kane, I can’t hold back.”
“Come for me, Peyton. That’s it, baby. I gotta have you. I’m going to take you all night long.” He bent down and rose up, his cock tearing into her pussy and staking a full claim by going deep.
He locked her legs around his back and began to fuck her as hard as he could fuck. Harder and harder, he moved into her. “That’s it, baby. Come for me. Come hard for me. Get me going, baby. Good God, Peyton!”
She wiggled around the bar and moved with him, swinging her body forward and low before swaying back and moving high. “Don’t stop! Can’t stop! Don’t! Oh Kane!” She screamed her release, and he didn’t try to hush her. He only watched her until she fell from the bars into his awaiting arms.
He cradled her against the closet wall, slumped against the floor. “That was pretty damn hot, little lady.” He kissed the top of her head and then tilted her chin. “Promise a repeat performance soon?”
“Are you kidding me? I may lock you in here and make you give me wall sex three times a day.”
“Good damn. Three times a day? Promise?”
“You’d get tired of me,” she said.
“I’ll never get tired of you, Peyton. You’re my whole world.”
“Then if you don’t mind, can you carry your world into the shower and leave her alone for a few minutes? I need to get ready to play in a different galaxy for a few hours.”
“You got it. It will be my pleasure. After all, we’re going to let you have some fun tonight with your friends. Later though, you’re all ours. And baby, you’re going to see stars until morning.”
“There you are!” Vicky bounced out of the pool in a red string bikini. “Everyone’s been asking about you.”
“Kane,” she said with a smile and started to take off her very fashionable bathing suit cover-up when broad arms quickly wrapped around her. “Let’s just say Kane-”
“Had all sorts of ideas for keeping her under lock and key tonight. Apparently, they didn’t work.” He popped her bottom and then kissed her cheek.
The show of intimacy between the two excited Vicky to the extreme. “You two are a couple now, aren’t you?”
Peyton didn’t know what to say or how to answer the question. What did Kane want her to say? What the hell had he been thinking in the first place anyway? Slapping her on the butt with two hundred of her closest friends nearby didn’t exactly keep their relationship private.
“Let’s dance,” he said before she answered.
“I’m going swimming first,” she said.
“After the dance, Peyton.”
Once they were in front of the band, he wrapped his arms around her tight. She looked over at one of the covered tables and watched in amusement as Braden tried to shake off Freda. Evan tried to fight back a little jealousy. His eyes were overflowing with desire.
“You know, if you wanted everyone to think we had this very platonic relationship, you kind of blew that notion straight to hell and back.” She placed her hands on his shoulders as they swayed to a
George Straight song.
“You think?”
“Kane, I’m serious.”
“Darlin’, you have two choices here. Go change into clothing or we’re going to let everyone know who you belong to tonight. We’re not going to make any bones about it.” He smiled as he looked at her but his words were firm.
“It’s not negotiable,” Evan said as he cut in. “You can’t think for one second we’re going to let you step out of that mesh cover-up and show off your pretty little thong bikini.”
Peyton glanced at the water. Her friends were splashing around like they didn’t have a care in the world. Only a few of them wore bikinis and those who did had the designer bottom halves in the thong style. She tried to push them away as she inched closer to the pool.
“Don’t even think about it Peyton,” Kane warned. “If you do, you’ll be very sorry.”
Evan saw the challenge before Kane realized he’d issued one. The words barely made it from his mouth, and the mesh cover-up fell at their feet. Peyton dove into the deep end and her round little bottom warranted lots of praise as the boys looked at the floating goddess and whistled out beyond the chatter.
“Damn it.” Kane growled as he watched her splash around in the pool.
“I ought to strip off and see how well she likes it.” Braden’s face looked like snow-white.
“I have a feeling now is not the time or the place,” Evan said.
“Tell it to them.” Kane narrowed his eyes on the boys who tumbled into the pool now eager to splash around with the one who undoubtedly proved to the others she was the life of the party.
“Remind me to spank her for this.”
“She’s going to get spanked from all of us,” Braden agreed.
“And hard,” Evan added.
Kane narrowed his eyes on her as she swam the length of the pool. Damn if she didn’t look good swimming under water. He had a feeling Hugh Hefner’s pool never looked quite as inviting as his did right then. Her shapely legs fluttered under water as a few of her friends gathered around in the shallow end to compliment her designer choice.
“I bought it for her,” Braden admitted.
“Damn it, what were you thinking?” Evan said.
“I’d hoped she’d kick around here in it when no one else was around to see it.”
“She shot your plan all to hell,” Kane mumbled as he narrowed his eyes on her. Crooking his finger back and forth, he motioned for her with his focus intent, strong, and deliberately sexual.
“Why don’t you just look at her like you want everyone to clear the area long enough for you to fuck her,” Evan snapped.
“I thought about it,” Kane replied.
“Hell. You two have already ruined her. Look at her. Here she comes with nothing but pure sex driving her.” Braden watched her and instinctively rubbed his palm over his cock.
Kane chuckled. “If you think she looks like she needs a good fuck now, wait until I get done with her. She’s left me little choice but to let these guys here know who they’re dealing with.”
Peyton stopped to chit-chat with a few friends. She deliberately turned her gorgeous backside to them so they’d stand there and drool, really salivate.
“You want them to know we want her for our own?” Evan asked.
“I don’t give a damn what you two do or what you allow others to know. For now, she’s mine and everyone here will know it.” He headed straight for Peyton.
He walked up and slid his arms around her as she talked to her friends. He nibbled on her ear and licked the lobe.
“Kane.” She squirmed and a few of the girls giggled. The guys around quickly changed up their focus. Kane sort of had the bad-boycan-kick-ass look about him, never mind his reputation. It was enough for the younger ones there to keep their eyes on anything but Peyton’s ass.
“I need to steal Peyton away for a few minutes if you don’t mind.” He smiled at her friends.
“Kane, it’s graduation. Can it wait?” she purred.
“No, baby. This can’t wait.” He moved into her slowly to ensure she felt the hard ridge of his cock. “Do I feel like a man who can wait for his woman?”
The whispers stirred then, and Peyton blushed before she turned around to face off with him using just a little clever hostility. She glared over at Braden and Evan. Then with all the mischief she could find, she gave him a hard push, and Kane fell backwards into the pool.
Kane resurfaced. “Damn it, Peyton. Now, you’re in trouble. I want you inside and up those stairs before I bust your ass!”
“You’ll have to catch me first, Kane Cartwell.” She stood there tempting him and every other man in the place. She popped her hip and rested her hands on her waist.
All of her friends laughed, and the boys, no doubt, checked out their own rise since it didn’t compare to the one imprinted in Kane’s wet pants.
Kane waded through the pool, and he didn’t waste time doing it. Braden and Evan rushed to the steps. Undoubtedly, they realized Kane might find little humor in having his GQ look destroyed by one little woman.
By the time he made his way to the pool’s shallow end, Peyton made a mad dash toward the patio doors. The last thing any of them wanted was her pretty little butt running around exposed at her graduation party.
Evan grabbed her wrist. “Just go change. Then you can come back down here and enjoy your party. All you have to do is-”
Kane didn’t give her an option. He stepped out of the pool and snatched her away from Evan and tried to force a smile. “She’ll be back when she’s dressed properly.”
One of the teenagers said something to them in passing. Another one commented on her bottom and still another one commented her on her boobs. Oh yeah, she was going to change all right.
Kane led her through the crowd barely able to contain his anger. Trying to get a grip on it before he lost it, he stood at the steps and pointed upstairs. “Change now, Peyton. I’m stripping off in the laundry room.”
“No, I’m not going to do it. If I start letting you tell me what to do now…”
In a matter of two seconds, no more than three, she was hanging upside down and gripping his belt as he took the steps quickly.
“Why doesn’t this surprise me?” She acted completely bored and even smiled and waved at those standing in the foyer. “Don’t mind us. He has a personality disorder. We’re still trying to work out the kinks in his medications so he can communicate more effectively with women.”
“You think you’re cute, do you?” He smacked her ass, and she yelped.
“Stop it! Kane, I have friends here.”
“Friends don’t let friends show their ass.”
“They do when it’s a pretty one,” someone from the foyer shouted out from behind them.
Peyton didn’t fight it at all as Kane carried her to her room and discarded her on the bed. Why bother fighting a losing battle when there’s a hand grenade waiting to ignite?
“So I guess I’m going to get spanked?” she asked when Kane tossed her on the bed.
“Honey, if you think you’re going to get by that easy, you’re sorely mistaken. You’re fucked, sweetheart.”