Total pages in book: 66
Estimated words: 63243 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 63243 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 316(@200wpm)___ 253(@250wpm)___ 211(@300wpm)
“I know,” I say, searching for my card key to hide the visible glee I feel about seeing Kane again. “I wish I had a clearer explanation but I don’t. I’m under orders.”
“That’s quite a tangled web Mr. Kane Alexander is weaving for you. Are you sure you’re okay with all this? I mean, with all the goings on with Shawn, I’m sure it’s a great distraction, but mentally?”
“It’s not a rebound if that’s what you’re thinking.” But is it? Amanda waits for me to continue. “It wasn’t a sudden departure for Shawn. We were over a long time ago, even if it wasn’t official. And Kane—”
“You just sighed when you said his name.” Amanda chuckles in surprise.
“No, I didn’t.”
“Yes, you did. I heard it with my own ears. You’re smitten with the man.”
Am I? I was always so sure Shawn would be my one and only love. But that’s because I thought he’d always love me.
“Maybe you’re right. He’s extremely attentive… in every possible way. And I miss that. Kane makes it all so effortless, and he treats me like his queen.”
Amanda smiles knowingly. “Then I hope your king doesn’t break your heart.”
* * *
After parking in the basement, I practically run to the elevators and punch my floor button. The anticipation is killing me because Kane gave no real answers as to why being home by six is so important. My thighs clench, and I wonder if my still sated pussy is going to receive more of Kane Alexander’s ‘special’ treatment. I run the length of the hall to my apartment and stop when I find a note stuck on the door.
Dearest Blythe,
I can’t have you being lonely when I’m not around. Watch your step.
Yours,
Kane
What in the hell…
Swiping the card over the lock, I carefully push the door open and peer inside. Immediately, my feet are circled by something extremely happy and excited to see me. And fluffy.
I look down and my eyes well up at the sight of a beautiful, tiny, chocolate-colored Cocker Spaniel pup.
My heart breaks. “Hiii,” I coo, falling to my knees and scooping the adorable creature into my arms. “Are you a little boy or girl, my love?” I sneak a look and see it’s a boy before it starts licking my face in greeting. “Aren’t you just the sweetest little guy?” I hug him close to my chest and breathe him in. Most women swoon over a baby smell. I, on the other hand, love the smell of puppies. I may not be ready for children, but I’d love a house full of cuddly dogs.
I hold him up so I can stare into his large, adoring eyes. “What’s Mommy going to call you, little guy?” His little chubby back legs wiggle and I laugh. “Come on,” I say placing him in the crook of my neck while I close the door behind me.
I look to the kitchen counter which is lined with dog food and treats, and just below on the floor is all the toileting products I’ll need. Kane really thought of everything. But most of all, he understands how much I’m hurting and adjusting to my new life, and he took it upon himself to make it better.
I don’t realize I’m crying until I’m forced to sniffle. My heart is already swollen with love. I land on the couch and the little pup sits on my chest staring at his new mom. “I’m sorry if you miss your fur-mom, little guy, but I promise to love you the same, if not more.” I gently massage his ears and he leans into my touch before lying flat, his contented eyes slowly closing as he finds peace in his new home.
Moving carefully as to not to wake him, I find my cell and text Kane.
Me: I’m already in love, thank you!
Kane: Always my pleasure.
Me: I have a question…
Kane: Yes?
Me: That’s twice now you’ve gotten into my apartment…
Kane: Benefit of being the owner.
It should disturb me but it doesn’t.
Me: Well, if ever you get lonely… I sleep naked.
Kane: You’re a bad, bad girl, Ms. Blakley.
* * *
I rouse to a wet pussy and a hard-as-fuck cock entering me from behind. Lying flat on my stomach, I feel Kane’s muscled chest on my back, his lips kissing my neck as he moves my hair to the side. He pushes the tip in and I moan, my greedy pussy always wanting more. My hands are pinned above my head as his cock thrusts again, pushing halfway in. I gasp at the sensation while clutching the pillow against the pain.
“Fuck me, Kane,” I beg, bending my back slightly so my ass tilts to the perfect angle.
This time, with more force and a groan of his own, Kane plunges inside me, pushing his cock to the hilt. I cry out, feeling pleasure ripple through my body. My pussy is tight from all the fucking and takes some time before it adjusts to his girth.