Page 8 of Just You

Kane narrowed his eyes at my outburst. “I never called you easy.”

I narrowed my eyes back and pointed my index finger right at his smug, sexy face, “It was implied. And you know what?”

“What?” he asked, stepping into my personal space.

“I have to pee,” I pushed past him and headed down the hallway where the bathrooms were located. I couldn’t be around him one second longer without wanting to knock his beautiful head off his perfect shoulders.

Jo was right, men were idiots. I was almost to the restroom when a large hand grabbed my arm. Kane’s grip was strong and unyielding but careful not to hurt me.

“I’m not done with you yet, Winifred,” he backed me against the wall and caged me in with his big arms. His mouth slammed down onto mine angrily. Oh…my…stars, Kane Rodriguez was kissing me, how did this happen? What was I supposed to do?

Kane pulled away from me slightly. “Kiss me back, baby,” he said huskily, licking the seam of my lips. Right, kiss him back, that was what I was supposed to do.

I opened my mouth and Kane’s tongue dove in to touch mine. God, that felt good. Not wanting to hold back, because I was pretty sure this was a fantasy and any minute now I was going to wake up, I speared my fingers into his hair and felt its softness for the first time. Kane’s arms wrapped around me tightly as his mouth moved across my jaw and down to my neck just under my ear, kissing and biting the sensitive area. His big hands brushed down my back until they reached my ass and squeezed.

“Hold on tight, Winnie,” Kane warned as he lifted me effortlessly. My legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, hiking my skirt up around my hips and exposing my thin lace panties. His hardness pressing against the wet material caused me to squirm, wanting to feel him inside of me. I squeezed my legs but his large body kept me from closing them against the building ache.

“Kane, please,” I begged, needing more. His mouth came back to mine as he began to rock me against his erection slowly. I was so close already. The combination of his warm mouth on me and the fact that it was Kane, the person I had wanted for years, had me racing to my peak.

“That’s it, take what you need. Fuck, you’re so sexy, Winnie,” he jacked me up and down his cock. He twisted his hips and the seam of his jeans hit just right against my clit. “You’re gonna come for me, baby,” he whispered against my mouth. It wasn’t a question but a statement, like he already knew how to read my body.

“Kane,” I moaned, the dirty words sending me over the edge. I threw my head back as lights burst behind my eyelids, nothing had ever felt this intense. My thighs shook as I rode out my orgasm, fingers clawing at his shoulders. I was lost, so far gone into everything he made me feel, everything he was, I never wanted to come up for air.

We clung to each other as our kisses became less frenzied, I savored every second of being in his arms. Kane pulled back and rested his forehead against mine, both of us breathing heavily. I could feel the sweat rolling down my spine from the heat we had caused in the small hallway.

“Winnie,” he groaned. I opened my eyes and saw how much he wanted me written on his face. It was completely open and I desperately wanted him to say more, to say the words I had longed to hear from him.

Giggling broke the orgasmic haze he had put me in and I felt Kane tense. It was like a cold glass of water had been dumped on us, reminding us that we were in a bar hallway with half the town just feet away.

His hands squeezed my thighs and I unwrapped my legs from his hips as he slowly slid me down his body. When my feet were safely on the ground, he backed away from me, shoving his hands into his hair in agitation. The sweat on my skin cooled and I shivered from the loss of his heat.

“That was a mistake,” he muttered under his breath quietly, not looking at me, but I heard him none the less.

How could I have everything I ever wanted and lose it all within minutes of each other? Of course, he regretted what we had just done. Kane had never indicated he reciprocated my feelings.

It was obvious by the huge erection he still sported that he was attracted to me but the guilt written across his face was unmistakable. I couldn’t bear to hear his reasons for why kissing me, touching me like I belonged to him was wrong. Watching him turn his back on me and walk away might just break me, so I decided I would walk away first.

“Don’t worry, Kane,” I said coldly, righting my clothes like I was completely unfazed by what we just did. “I won’t tell Gray. I know that’s what you are worried about and this little ‘mistake’ will stay just between us.”

“Winnie, wait,” I heard but I was already leaving, walking out of the hallway to go back to my friends. Lily and Jo both looked at me questioningly, knowing something was wrong. But I couldn’t tell them without completely losing it in a bar full of people.

After a few minutes I gathered the courage to look at Kane’s table, but he was gone. Nothing but empty glasses to indicate he had actually been there and what we did wasn’t in my imagination. The little hope I had left was crushed along with my heart. I sat up straighter on the bar stool, got Brooks’ attention and proceeded to get mind-numbingly drunk.

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A loud crashforced my eyes open, before I quickly closed them against the brightness. Urgh, my head felt like it was going to burst. I rolled over, rubbing my temples and blinking a few times, before I realized that I wasn’t in my bed but on a soft lavender sofa. I sat up too quickly and groaned, clutching my stomach as it rolled.

“I’m sorry, did I wake you up?” Lily asked, bringing me a glass of water.

“It’s okay,” I assured her after gulping down half the glass. “Why am I sleeping on your couch?”

“Well,” Lily started cautiously. “You got pretty drunk last night and when we left the bar you said we should have a sleepover because men are dumb and you only wanted to go home with women now. I was kind of worried about you going home alone anyway, so I brought you back here.”

“Oh no,” I dropped my head in my hands as the events of last night came flooding back to me. Making out with Kane, grinding down on his jean-clad erection until I had the best orgasm of my life. Followed immediately by his rejection.

“Are you okay, Winnie?” Lily sat next to me and placed her hand on my shoulder.

“No, I sort of, maybe, kind of hooked up with Kane last night.”