Somewhere in Wine Country by Toby Jane

Author:Toby Jane [Jane, Toby]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780989688383
Publisher: Neal Enterprises
Published: 2020-03-11T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-Six

Meg

Kane carried me over to the truck. I’d left the tailgate down and the back of the camper shell open, so he set me on the tailgate and nudged my knees apart, stepping in to fill the space in front of me. He smelled of pine and smoke and man, and he took my face in his hands and kissed me some more.

And just when I thought we must be moving on to the main event, he moved away, but kissed me holding my face, my jaw, turning me this way and that by a handful of hair. Tasting and teasing, nipping and sucking, but not touching me anywhere else.

I couldn’t stand it. I opened my legs further and pushed into him, rubbing my torso against his pelvis as I stroked his thighs and butt.

“Tell me you want me,” Kane whispered harshly in my ear. “Tell me what you want me to do.”

I didn’t really know, couldn’t put it into words. Sure, I knew the mechanics of sex, but John, my first and only lover, had been even more inexperienced than me—what they called a “minute man.” I’d never had a single orgasm with him in our time together. I’d had a few drunken hookups after that, also barely noteworthy.

I didn’t know what I wanted, but I knew it was more. More of these sensations. And for us to be naked while there was more.

“I want you, Kane.” I fumbled with his belt buckle. “All of you. Clothes. Off. Inside,” I panted. It was hard to form any sort of coherent thought when he was nipping and sucking on my neck like that, his hands stroking my jaw, tangling in my hair.

Kane raised his head to look around briefly. “I guess we are still out in the open at a public campground. Okay. Your wish is my command.”

We got into the back of the truck. Pulled up the tailgate and shut the camper shell. The campfire flickered on the outside of the darkly tinted windows, a muted dance of patterned light that cast glimmering shadows over our bodies as we stripped, fumbling and laughing in our clumsy eagerness.

Was this really happening?

I must have spoken aloud, because Kane said, “Yes. Yes, it is, and I wanted it to from the first minute I saw you on the porch of the house in your frumpy black dress, dispensing wine.”

“Impossible.” I helped him tug off his jeans. “You were so out of my league. I looked terrible that day. I wanted to look terrible.”

“But you couldn’t. And you need to know your worth. Then, and now,” he said mock-severely. He bore me to the mattress beneath him, sliding a leg between mine.

I rocked against it unabashedly. “You can keep showing me. Telling me how beautiful I am. I could learn to live with that.”

He growled, moving down my body to cup my breasts. “Look at these glorious tits. So full and ripe and delicious. Like pick-your-own peaches.” He sucked and nuzzled and

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