Protecting His Forever (11 page)

“What is it?” I whisper to him. Nodding his head behind us, I peek over my shoulder. The man that pulled up behind us is walking close behind. He’s staring at my butt without even blinking. He catches me looking, but he just keeps staring. The woman next to him is watching and she looks down sadly. Nobody deserves to be with someone like that.

“Umm, yeah that’s creepy,” I mutter.

We stop at the entrance so Kane can open the door and that’s when I feel the man’s breath on the back of my neck and his belly touching my butt slightly. Jumping forward, I try to get away.

“Back the fuck up, dude,” Kane snarls at him and pushes him away. The man throws his hands up in defeat and backs farther away. Noticing the woman gone, I hope that she leaves this man’s sorry ass.

“Kingston?” The waitress asks.

Kane nods.

“This way.” She grabs two menus and leads us to our table. Kane places his hand at the small of my back.

The restaurant has a brown stone fireplace with an illuminated flame flickering. Each table has a small candle sitting on top giving off a romantic glow with the lights dimmed.

The table she leads us to is a window seat, and she sets the menus down. The chair is high off the ground and the seat of the chair hits my waist. Putting my feet on the rail in front of the chair, I manage to pull myself up to my seat. My feet are dangling a good foot off the ground—I feel like a child.

Kane snickers. Not looking up from my menu, I warn, “Don’t say a word.”

“I wasn’t saying anything.”

Looking to the side of my menu, I glare at him.

“You’re so fucking cute.” He grins at me.

I put the menu in front of my face so I can hide my smile.

“Sydney?”

Putting the menu down I look at Kane. “Yes?”

“Why didn’t you ever have sex before this? Don’t get me wrong I’m so fucking glad that you haven’t ever been with anyone else.” He puts his hands on the table before him.

Clearing my throat, “I made a promise to myself a long time ago that my first time will be with someone who I care about, and I know this person is it for me.” I pause to gauge his reaction. His eyes widen before a smile comes over his face that gives me butterflies.

“Most girls say they will wait for the special someone, but rarely does that happen. I really wanted to wait. I couldn’t bear the thought of my first time being with someone I didn’t care about. Not that there is anything wrong with having sex with whoever you want. This was my choice.” I smile at Kane and tuck a piece of hair behind my ear.

“The moment I met you, I knew you would be that person. Don’t ask me how I knew, but I just did.”

Kane leans over the table and kisses me softly. A kiss that I feel all the way down to my soul. This kiss is filled with love. Something I’ve been dying to tell him. I love him. This man would protect me with his life, he loves me without restraint, he’s my best friend. My everything and my forever. I never knew what I was missing in life into this man. He completes me.

~*~

“What are you doing, Kane?” I ask him as he stands up from his seat.

“Leaving?” He looks at me confused.
He’s not leaving without paying the check, is he?

“You didn’t pay the check!” I hiss at him shocked.

“Baby, I own this restaurant,” he says with a chuckle.

What?
My mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water.
Why didn’t I know this?
“Why didn’t you tell me?” I finally get out.

“I didn’t think it was necessary.” He shrugs his shoulders.

“How many do you own?” I still can’t wrap my head around this.

“A couple. I also own a few other places here and there. Isaac and I own a construction business. Chase and I own a place for kids to get away, learn self-defense, get a hot meal.”

“Wow,” I drag out. Sliding out of my seat, I walk over to Kane who immediately intertwines our fingers.

Kane opens the door and I walk out ahead of him. My eyes go to the man standing next to the street light. He’s staring at us. Stiffening, I wait for the man’s next move.

“What's the matter?” Kane asks when he notices my expression.

“Do you know that man?” I point in his direction.

“No, I don’t,” Kane says darkly and starts walking toward the man. The man notices and backs up before climbing into a truck a few feet away. Kane stops walking but stares down the man. Kane is the sweetest guy, but as soon as I’m in any sort of danger, he does a one-eighty ready to do anything to keep me safe.

The man starts his truck and rolls down the passenger side window. You can see only his hand and he acts like he’s shooting me—just like my father. Gasping, I move farther away from the truck.

“Sweetheart, let’s go.” Kane turns around and has his arm around me. He keeps me walking slightly in front of him. The beeper for the truck goes off and he lifts me inside the truck. He opens the driver's side and steps in.

Once Kane buckles me in I lay my head against the window.
Why does this keep happening to me? What did I do to deserve this?
Being in danger and having to look around every corner for something to attack me is exhausting.

I am so lost in my thoughts I don’t remember the ride home. Opening my door when we get to the house, I let Kane help me down. He doesn’t let me go and my legs go around his waist, his hand flexing on my ass. Tonight I’m ready and I’m tired of waiting. I love Kane, and now is the time to tell him. I have no doubts, and I have no doubts about him loving me. You don’t always need the words—just looking into someone’s eye gives you all the reassurance you need.

Grabbing Kane’s head between my two hands so he is looking at me, I say, “Kane, please, I’m ready. It doesn’t matter the time or how. It’s going to be perfect no matter what. As long as I’m with you. Because I love you, Kane, so much. I love you more each and every day.”

His eyes search my face and then he kisses me softly, lovingly. Letting me know everything I need to know. Butterflies swarm my belly as he walks upstairs with me in his arms.

When he enters his bedroom, I notice the golden glow surrounding the room. Turning around, my mouth falls open on what’s before me. Rose petals are on the floor and covering the white comforter. Candles surround the bed.

Turning to Kane with tears in my eyes, I manage to say, “I can’t believe you did all this.”

“You deserve it and more. I had a little help from Braelyn.” He wipes the tears away.

Rubbing my thumb over his cheekbone, I seal my mouth to his. This kiss is something that can’t be described. It’s passionate, and I can
feel
love coming off Kane.

Lost in the kiss, I don’t feel him moving until my back hits the soft bed. His lips make love to mine as his hands move over my body. He tugs at the bottom of my dress, and I lift my arms above my head so he can take it off.

He gently pushes me back onto the bed so he is hovering over me on his elbows. “You’re beautiful, Sydney, on the inside and out. I can’t believe that you’re mine. I don’t deserve you, but damn I’m selfish. You giving me this…” He trails off and I see tears mist in his eyes, but he blinks them away. Clearing his throat, he continues, “You giving me this. I don’t have the words to describe how I feel. Just know this, Sydney, I love you so fucking much. You consume my heart and soul. I never thought I would fall in love. With my shitty past I don’t deserve you. But you accept me, and I will do whatever it takes to love, protect, and cherish you for as long as you let me. You, Sydney, are everything to me, no doubt about that. What I feel for you is unwavering.”

By the time he finishes, tears are pouring down my face. My strong, beautiful Kane just told me he loves me. For the first time in my life I know this is where I’m meant to be. I never knew something was missing until I met this man.

“Kane,” I sob out.

He brings his lips to me in a slow, sweet kiss. He pours everything into that kiss, and I know he means every single word he said.

His mouth trails down to my throat, so I crane my neck to the side to give him better access. His mouth kisses the top of my breasts. Lifting my back slightly, I unsnap my bra and throw it across the room.

His mouth descends to my nipple. He swirls the tip with his tongue before sucking deep. Groaning, I scratch his back. He turns to the other one and gives it as much attention until I’m withering with need.

He kisses his way down my body, and I feel his breath on my pussy. Shuddering, I lean my hips up for him to take, but he lifts my leg and kisses the inside of my thigh. He kisses all around but never touches my pussy. This teasing is torture.

Right when I start to grab his head and jerk him to me, he licks me from top the bottom. I almost shoot off the bed. Crying out, I grab his head. Looking down at Kane, I see him looking at me with hooded eyes. It’s erotic seeing him biting, licking, and sucking
.
My body is in overload. He sticks one finger inside me, and then the other, leisurely moving them in and out of me.

“Oh my God, Kane.” Throwing my head back in ecstasy, I grip the cover. My legs stiffen and trap his head between my legs as the orgasm powers through me.

Lying with my arm thrown above my head, I try to catch my breath. I feel the bed dip as Kane climbs off.

A minute later Kane’s body covers mine. Opening my eyes, I see Kane shirtless, and after looking farther down, I see that he’s completely naked. He leans down and kisses my mouth slowly.

“Are you sure you're ready?” His eyes search mine for any hesitation.

I nod my head. “I haven’t been this sure of anything in my life.”

He takes the condom off the nightstand and raises up to slip it on. I stop him because I don’t want anything between us. “I’m on the pill, and I know you’re clean. I saw the papers where you just got checked last week.”

He looks at me shocked before a slow smile comes over his face. He throws the condom over his head. A giggle escapes at his antics. He leans down and kisses me again, his hands stroking my body lovingly before they slip between my legs. He rubs my clit again until I’m soaked. I can feel the head of his dick pressing against my opening.

Bracing myself, I think,
this is it
. Kane looks down at me with so much love. His eyes never leave mine. He cups my head with his hand and whispers, “I love you, sweetheart,” before he presses the head inside of me. It’s not painful, but it's definitely not comfortable. He braces himself and lets me adjust.

I grit my teeth. “Just do it.” He pushes himself in all the way to the hilt. Crying out at the searing pain, I turn my head to the side and bite my lip. Tears form in my eyes and fall down my face.

“I’m so sorry, baby.” His kisses my forehead.

The pain starts to recede a few minutes later. I can feel his hand between us again. He rubs my clit and the pleasure starts to overtake the pain. Feeling a delicious fullness, I tip my hips to test the waters.
Not bad.
I grip Kane’s butt and grind him into me.

“You can move now,” I assure him.

“Are you sure?” he asks, concerned.

Smiling at him, I place my hands on his shoulders. He pulls out and slowly back in. Our eyes never leaving one another as we make love. This is exactly how I pictured my first time. Each touch, each caress—filled with love.

The pressure at the bottom of my belly is slow but steady. We come together, and the look on Kane’s face is one I’ll never forget. One of raw pleasure.

I roll onto my belly exhausted. Kane runs his hand up and down my back. Grabbing the hand touching my back, I pull it over my so I’m hugging it. His front touches my back as I kiss the palm of his hand.

“This is the best night of my life, Kane,” I whisper out into the candle-lit room.

“Mine too, baby.” He kisses the top of my head before he crawls off the side of the bed.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m running you a hot bath.” His firm butt walks into the bathroom. Stretching my muscles, I sit up and look down to see there's blood on the blanket. Which is white.
Great.
Standing up, I pull the blanket off the bed and set it on the chair across the room. I’ll wash it in the morning.

Walking into the bathroom, I see Kane is testing the water. Leaning my hip against the door frame, I just watch him. He notices me watching and gives me a big smile. That smile makes me swoon. I love him so much.

“Come here, sweetheart.”

Walking over to him, he stands up. He is towering over me and my head barely hits the bottom of his chest. He wraps his arms around me and holds me close for a second. Sighing against his chest, I wrap my arms around him.

“Get in.” He lets go of me and gently pushes me toward the tub.

“No, no. You go with me.” I tug on his hand.

He scoops me off my feet and steps into the tub. Sitting between his legs, he massages my shoulders and back.

“If you keep doing that I will be asleep in seconds.” I roll my neck as he massages my shoulders.

“We can’t have that, can we?”

I hear a click and look back to see that Kane has a washcloth and a bottle of my body wash. He lifts my arm and gently washes it. Then he washes my body slowly.

Taking the washcloth from him, I then wash him. From his neck to his feet. If it’s even possible, I feel that we’re more connected now than ever before. It doesn’t matter how long you know the person. It can be a week or six months—you know when you know.

He lifts me out of the tub again and dries off his body then mine. Walking to the bed, I collapse on top of it. Spent.

“Why is the comforter over there?” Kane asks from the bathroom.

“I. Uhh. You know virginity… losing it… things happen.” Feeling incredibly awkward and embarrassed, I cover my face with my hands.

“Ohh. I’ll go get another blanket.”

I lie on the bed spread eagle, but I don’t give a flip. I’m throbbing down there. Whoever says that shit doesn’t hurt is a big fat liar. The bed bounces as Kane climbs in. Rolling over so my head is on his chest, he covers me with the blanket, and I’m out.

~*~

The sound of creaking stairs wakes me. Cracking my eyes open, I see Kane walk into the bedroom. He’s only wearing boxers and looks absolutely delicious. Twisting on the bed so I’m lying on my belly with my head propped up on my hand, I say, “Morning, sexy.”