"I'll light candles,” Wynn offers, and I nod. Candles can still be spooky, but I keep that thought to myself.
"I prefer when you say it, instead of nodding."
"Oh, sorry. I’m not trying to be rude."
"You're not at all, and you don’t have to apologize. I like hearing you speak." His soft smile makes my insides warm.
"My father would not agree." I snort a laugh, and the hand on my back pauses. I didn't really think about what I was saying before the words came out. I try to play it off and pretend it’s not a big deal. "I was only teasing."
"But were you?" Wynn’s eyes are sharp as they see right through my usual façade.
Well, shit. "I suppose not. I guess it’s nice to hear you say that since I've been stuck with only my father for the past few months."
"Don’t worry. You're not going to have to deal with him." The edge of anger in his tone should probably scare me. Especially coming from a man that is so much bigger than my own father. Somehow there’s only comfort in Wynn’s words. "Finish eating, Kate."
I pick up my fork, not minding the order. Not when it's coming from Wynn. It's different, and I'm not sure why. All of his actions have been to protect me, so I can only hope that I’m putting my trust in the right man.
CHAPTER
SIX
WYNN
“Kate, wake up.” My words are hushed, but she still jerks up in bed like I’ve rung an alarm. “It’s okay, the power went out a little while ago.”
“Really?”
She blinks a few times like she’s disoriented, and I suppose she is. She’s been asleep in my bed for a few hours while I was on the couch. After dinner I told her to take a bath and get in bed while I cleaned up. I love how she instantly stood and obeyed me. There was something inside me that got off on taking care of her, and clearly she likes being taken care of.
“Come lie on the couch in the living room so you can stay warm. I’ve got the fire going.”
“Okay,” she agrees and pushes the covers off of her.
The moon is bright and streaming across the bed. It’s giving off enough light that I can see she’s wearing one of my shirts to sleep in. When I look lower, I notice the shirt has ridden up around her stomach. She doesn’t realize she’s showing me her pretty cotton panties as she scoots out of the bed. My heart hammers against my chest at the sight and my cock begins to swell. When she stands, the shirt falls into place, but the image of it is burned into my brain.
“Hold my hand,” I tell her, and I’m pleased when she does it instantly. The more she obeys, the harder I get. Thank god the rest of the room is too dark for her to see the front of my sweatpants.
As soon as we get to the hallway, I realize my mistake. It’s completely dark, and I hear her whimper in fear.
“Wynn?” Her hand squeezes mine tighter, and I stop walking.
“It’s okay, I’m right here,” I tell her as I pull her close. “I’m going to carry you.”
She doesn’t get a chance to protest as I lift her in my arms and hold her against my chest. Her legs automatically go around my waist and her arms around my neck. She’s as tight to me as she can possibly get, and I smile as I press a kiss to her hair.
“Better?” I ask, and she nods. I wait a beat for her to verbally respond and then she realizes what I want.
“Yes, it’s much better.” She sleepily snuggles her face on my neck, and if she didn’t know I was hard before, she definitely does now.
“Good girl,” I say softly, and I feel her body relax into me even more. My dick is wedged between us as I keep one hand on her back and move the other to her ass. “You can go back to sleep.”
“Mkay,” she mumbles against my neck as I carry her down the hall.
I take a step and then have to stop because she’s rubbing against my dick. The feeling of her hot panty-covered pussy on my length is so fucking good it’s threatening to make my knees buckle.
“Kate?” Her breathing is even and quiet, like she’s gone back to sleep, so I take another step.
The motion makes her pussy rub over the tip of my cock, and I have to stop once more. There’s no way I’m going to make it to the living room without cumming. The feel of her warm body against me, her soft breath on my neck, and the press of her cunt is too much.
