I jerked back from the fence. This time, Kane let me, pulling out, with his hands going to my breasts once again, but not to cover me up. Now in front of me, he groaned and squeezed me. I batted him away, but he dropped his head to suck my nipple.
“These are going to end me.”
“Stop,” I gasped.
“Tell me ye mean that.”
I couldn’t. The gangster smirked and relented, finally allowing me to cover myself.
“Just got here?” a voice answered Lyle.
Dismay chilled me. “That’s my father.”
Catching Kane by the arm, I tugged him to hide behind bushes a few metres away. He came willingly, but while I stood and listened for further shouts, Kane’s hands disappeared under my skirts. He cupped my underwear then slid over my soaking wet centre, his fingers warm.
“I need to feel ye wet from us both,” he muttered.
I pressed my lips together and let him play, the sensation too devastatingly good to stop.
“What are you waiting for? Go inside,” my father commanded. “Get the job done and your face known.”
Two things struck me at once, other than relief that they weren’t coming to investigate the disturbance on the riverbank. First, that they were here on official police business. Second, I was wearing a skeleton girls’ t-shirt while dripping a gangster’s cum. I could hide the last part but not the clothing. Nor could I take it off. I only had a bra underneath, something that hadn’t troubled me when changing upstairs.
I plucked at it in dismay. “He can’t see me in this, neither of them can.”
Kane let me go then reached to strip his shirt. “Take mine. Go ahead of me and I’ll fetch another from my car.”
Gratitude doused me in emotion. I took the black, oversized t-shirt, tying a knot at the side to make a better fit. I was a fuller-figured girl, but Kane’s clothes swamped me.
He watched me with that typical heavy gaze then swore softly. “You look so fucking good in my clothes.”
Heat rose to my cheeks all over again.
The lust in his gaze switched out for something new. “I need to tell ye something. I’m leaving for the north coast of Scotland tonight, working with Tyler and the other two men you met earlier.”
The good feeling in me quivered. “How long will you be gone?”
“Not sure. Possibly a few days. Ye know what Tyler does.”
He took down trafficking rings. He was a dangerous man who killed without hesitation. No wonder he wanted Kane on his team.
Then another thought occurred. “I can make my own way home.”
“We don’t leave for an hour. I’ll be able to take ye back to your house, or I can ask my sister if you can stay with her. There’s a third option, too. If your ma’s still away?”
“She isn’t going to be walking around the house tonight, don’t worry. What’s the other option?”
“Ye sleep in the bed I use here.”
“Your bed?”
“I’ve been using a room. It’ll be safer for ye than anywhere else.”
So badly, I wanted greater intimacy with this man. I wanted a bed and a locked door. He was offering part of that, just without him in it.
Still, I’d take it. I raised a shoulder. “I promised your sister I’d do some work with her. I can do that from here as well as I can from home.”
“Then you’ll stay?”
