Meant to be Mine: Kincaid Sisters Book 1

by Buchanan, Lexi

  When her face starts to fall, I offer her a wry smile. “He needs glasses if he doesn’t notice you.”

  She chuckles with no amusement behind it. “He already wears glasses.” She inhales and loudly exhales. “I can’t believe I’m having this conversation with you.”

  “We haven’t really started the conversation yet,” I admit and nudge her with my arm.

  Smiling she says, “I can see why my sister likes you. You’re not just cute, but you really care.”

  “I’ve not been accused of either before.”

  “I guess I should have used the word handsome, huh? You guys don’t think the word cute is very masculine I take it?”

  “Don’t think I haven’t noticed how you’ve changed the subject to me.”

  She sighs. “I have been in love with Ryan for years. He’s kind of been around for a while. I worked part-time for the attorney office during my summer vacations from school. He used to be clumsy around me so I thought that maybe he returned my feelings.” She sighs. “I was wrong. Now I’m back in town and working for the attorney’s office on a permanent basis, he still doesn’t notice me. He did tell me it was nice to have me back in the office. Nice!”

  “Well, I’m sure they all think it’s nice to have you there, Amanda. I don’t think nice is such an off word.”

  “I don’t really know what I was expecting. I mean it has been years since I first met him, so I suppose I should expect him to have a girlfriend. It just hurts. I had it in my head that he was waiting for me to finish school and come home. I was wrong. So very wrong, Evan. He probably never gave me a thought the whole time I was gone.” She shrugs. “I can’t believe I admitted that to you. Even my sisters don’t know that much.” She eyes me warily.

  “My lips are sealed. I promise not to tell Jessie what we talked about.”

  “Thank you.” She stands and straightens out her clothes.

  “Amanda,” I say, “for what it’s worth, I think Ryan is an idiot for not looking at you.”

  She smiles and surprises me by throwing her arms around my neck. I awkwardly reach behind her and return her hug. “I think I’m going to like having another brother.” Moving away she laughs. “I never thought I’d say that after the pain in the ass Reece was when we were growing up. He hasn’t changed that much either.” This time it’s a really full on smile.

  Until I’m bumped from behind, I hadn’t realized that I’m watching Amanda head toward the attorney’s office building beside the courthouse.

  I turn to the man who bumped me. He doesn’t apologize but glances toward Amanda and then tightens his jaw when he glances at me. He heads into the coffee shop.

  Shaking my head at the rudeness, I start walking back toward the house when it hits me. The man. I’ve seen him before with Ryder. Before my sister died. Ryan Townsend. He must be the lawyer that Amanda Kincaid was telling me about.

  I don’t know what his problem is, but I have a feeling he sees Amanda in a way she’d be delighted with. I don’t think Ryan appears happy about that either.

  Sighing, I decide it’s not my problem and head inside the house. I hear Cindy, Jessie’s Mom in the kitchen so I try and avoid her and sneak upstairs. It’s not that I don’t like her because I do. It’s just that I’ve been held up enough talking to Amanda that I want to be there when Jessie wakes up.

  Slipping inside the bedroom, Jessie is snuggled into the quilt. I smile softly and placing the coffee and muffins on the table, I kick my shoes off, followed with jeans and T-shirt before I crawl into bed with her.

  I wrap my arms around her waist and nuzzle into her neck. Jessie moans and stretches, her nice warm, round, ass pressing into my groin.

  “I wondered how long you’d be,” she whispers. “I woke up all swollen and horny.”

  My hands freeze on her belly and when she groans, rubbing on me, my cock quickly goes hard and throbs. Jessie lets out a dirty laugh.

  “I wish I hadn’t gotten my period.” She continues rubbing against my rock hard flesh, the pleasure running along my dick makes my breath catch.

  “You’re killing me,” I groan.

  Jessie turns and faces me, but before I can voice anything, she turns to her back and pulls me on top of her. Not that I’m complaining because in this position, I see her lovely body. Her T-shirt gets thrown to the floor and her breasts swing free. They look bigger than usual and the nipples are really tight darts, digging into my chest when Jessie grips me closer.

  She whispers against my lips, “My pussy is swollen and wet.” She gives me a hot kiss, her hands slipping inside the back of my shorts, shoving them over my ass. “I need you, Evan.”

  Her hips are frantically rubbing against my cock. I use my knees to spread her open and then let my cock have freedom and press firmly between her thighs. Jessie moans and throws her head back. Her beautiful tits bounce and I can’t resist capturing one in my mouth and sucking. I feel so damn close to coming all over her that I don’t know what the hell to do. She’s horny as fuck and my erection is hard and hurting to be inside of her.

  “Shower!”

  “What?” Her breathy moan nearly undoes me.

  “Get in the shower and, um, do what you have to so I can put my cock inside of you.”

  She freezes and then she’s off of the bed. “Give me two minutes.”

  The moment she leaves, I’m off the bed and kick my shorts away. It’s an effort but I manage to keep my hands off of my dick, which juts out strongly away from my body.

  “Evan.”

  I don’t need asking twice. I’m in the bathroom and locking the door before she says another word. Her eyes find mine and then go straight to the body part that I know she desperately wants inside of her.

  “Hurry,” Jessie begs. “I really need you.”

  I’m horny and worked up with how sexy and hot she is. Her body shimmers with desire as I quickly join her under the spray. I don’t even have the glass shower door closed before Jessie has her arms around my neck and her mouth locked to mine. The hard nipples of her breasts scrape against my chest as water continues to pound down.

  “I can’t get enough of you.”

  “I’m on fire.” Jessie climbs up my body, and when I clamp my hands on her ass at the same time as she grabs my cock, my eyes rolls.

  “Fuck, Jessie.” We crash into the wall behind her, but she doesn’t let go. “Put me inside you before I come on your hand,” I hiss.

  Her grip tightens and my eyes fucking roll, and the moment I feel the head of my shaft touch her warm pussy; I thrust hard causing Jessie to loudly moan, and throw her head back against the wall.

  “I can’t stop,” I hiss. “So good.” My hips thrust and my cock thickens. Her vaginal muscles start pulsing with her pending orgasm. Using my hands, I spread her further apart and struggle to get closer, even when there’s no space for more.

  The moment she grips my cock in a strangle hold, Jessie drops her face into my shoulder and presses her mouth against my neck hard, silently screaming as her body goes wild. I thrust hard one last time and catching my breath, I come. I grunt and hiss through an amazing release. My balls ache from the power behind the orgasm, and my cock is in heaven.

  Jessie bites my earlobe and shivers run down my spine. Our breaths are heavy as I slowly take us to the floor. It was actually a very undignified slide considering I can’t feel my legs.

  “Don’t move,” I beg when Jessie tries to move away.

  “I’m hurting you.”

  I chuckle. “Babe, the only place I’m hurting is my balls.” Groaning, I rest my hand against the glass. “You were so hot, I couldn’t control myself.” I shake my head. “I thought I was going to pass out for a minute.”

  Giggling, Jessie nibbles along my lips. “It was pretty amazing.” She gives me a soft kiss. “You’re pretty amazing actually.”

  “I can’t believe I didn’t think about anyone else in the house when I saw you all horny in the bed.”

  “Oh no! My mom was
in the kitchen.”

  “She was.”

  Jessie drops her head to my shoulder while I slowly caress her back. She shudders. “I don’t want to move.”

  “I don’t either, but I think we better make a move to leave the room.” I wince at the thought of her mother coming up here.

  “I’m afraid to move because I’ll have made a mess,” she whispers.

  “Hey!” I cup her head and tilt her to look at me. “We have made a mess Jessie. Not you, but the both of us.” I smile softly and kiss her upturned lips. “Climb off of me, and we’ll stand and I’ll take care of you.” I kiss her again.

  I notice the blush on Jessie’s cheeks as she stands and my dick and groin have blood on them. When I’m standing, I take her into my arms and reassure her, “You being on your period is the most natural thing in the world, Jessie. Please don’t ever be embarrassed about it. You are a healthy young woman, and one day I will put a baby in your belly.” I pause when I notice her gaze drop. I chuckle. “Stop looking at my cock otherwise we’re not going to be leaving here any time soon.”

  She sighs. “I love you.”

  21

  Jessie

  There is no other word for it: smug! That’s how I’m feeling right now. Smug. Evan keeps glancing at me as we sit at the kitchen table and eat the treats he’d brought before I tempted him into the shower.

  My mom keeps eyeing me and I’m sure she’s trying to get me alone, but I don’t want to listen to her silent direction. I’m enjoying being here with Evan too much.

  The poor man is wrung out after the marathon of sex in the shower. Not only that, but after we’d washed in the shower and I’d taken care of business, I’d walked back in to the bedroom and caught Evan wincing while he tried to fasten the zipper on his jeans.

  He’d been hard and looked good. I’d taken care of the problem on my knees and I still think Evan is in shock with how quickly he came, and how much I enjoyed it.

  Mom clears her throat, but my eyes are on the handsome man beside me. He raises a brow.

  Exaggerating the rolling of my eyes, Evan grins, and I face Mom. My amusement slips when I look at her face. She’s serious and worried about something. “Is everything okay?”

  “It’s fine.” She glances at Evan and then she pulls a chair out at the table, joining us. “I just want to make sure you’re both not rushing into anything. I mean you have to admit it’s quick.” She once again glances at Evan.

  Evan takes my hand. “What’s between us has been there since we met, which was the time we got snowed in at Kix.” He squeezes my hand. “I promise you that my feelings for your daughter are real.” He leans in and kisses my cheek. “I love her.”

  I beam. “I told you he’s a sweet man.”

  “Sweet man?” Evan whispers. “What’s with the feminine words, cute and sweet? Why can’t you say handsome and good man?”

  “Because I love teasing you.”

  Mom sighs. “I can’t believe my youngest baby is going to be leaving me soon.”

  I go still in surprise because so far neither Evan nor I have told anyone our plans to find a home in town.

  Mom smiles softly. “I know you, honey.” She pats my free hand and smiles. “I may have seen the realtor brochures sticking out of your purse.”

  “Oh.” I’d forgotten they’d been sticking out. “Evan is moving to town once he has found a place. I’m moving in with him.”

  “I already know,” Mom mutters in an exaggerated drawl. “I have a habit of finding things out from others before my offspring get around to telling me,” Mom says to Evan. “I don’t actually mind, as long as my babies are happy.”

  “I’m very happy Mom.” I reach and wrap my arms around her, and whisper, “I love him so much.”

  She pats me on the back. “I’m here if you need me, you know that.”

  “Yes, mama.”

  Mom smiles. “I know I worry about my girls, but you’ve always been strong minded, which is why,” she pauses, “you’ve always argued more with your brother than anyone.”

  I roll my eyes and drop down on Evan’s lap to his surprise. I kiss his cheek. “You’ve seen how Reece can get, right? I’ve always been against his interference.”

  “He’s only even wanted what’s best for his sisters.”

  “I know. He has Callie now so he is bearable.”

  “Hopefully he’ll still like me now I’m with Jessie,” Evan says, glancing between Mom and me.

  Mom chuckles. “Of course he will. What’s not to like?” She moves toward the door. “I have errands to run in town. She grabs her purse at the same time she tosses her apron on the back of a kitchen chair. Her parting words, “Don’t get my daughter pregnant before there is a ring on her finger,” make me blush to my hairline.

  The banging of the front door snaps us both out of the daze she put us in. I clear my throat trying to think of something to say, but Evan beats me to it and laughs. “I guess she heard us in the shower, huh?”

  “Oh no! We weren’t ever supposed to have sex under her roof.” I stand and pace.

  Evan wraps me in his arms and sits me on the end of the kitchen table; his body surrounds me as he keeps his arms at either side, trapping me here. “I forgot all about where we were when I fucked you in the shower.” He nuzzles into my neck, trailing kisses down to my collarbone, and before he’s done he uses his teeth to tug my dress away from my body to look down. He groans and his breathing becomes heavy while his arousal becomes more than obvious.

  “You’re always ready,” I comment grabbing him through his jeans.

  “It’s damn uncomfortable, and inconvenient,” he growls. “But it’s your fault for not wearing a bra.” His cheek rubs against an erect nipple making me shiver. I hook a leg over his hip and slide closer. Evan hisses. “Not here.” He groans. “We can’t anyway.”

  I’m confused and then I’m reminded that it’s a bad time of month for me. Evan winces but slowly backs away, and helps me from the table and smooth’s my skirt down my legs.

  When I look into his eyes, they’re full of arousal and something more: Love.

  He cups my face in his hands and brushes his thumbs beneath my eyes, along my cheekbones, before he holds me still and presses the sweetest of kisses against my lips. “Let’s go and find us a home.” He softly smiles and taking my hand, leads me from the house.

  It’s a beautiful day as Evan guides me away from the house and toward town. We don’t need the car for the first house we’re going to see. It’s set back from Main Street in a secluded spot. Two story colonial with a huge wraparound porch.

  Currently the garden needs some love, or maybe a lot, I think as we walk up the path toward the porch. Evan lets go of my hand and steps to the side. He turns and sighs. “This is your favorite house?”

  “It has been since I was a child and used to sit on the porch while Mrs. McClusky would harp on to my mother about everything and nothing. I’d drink her homemade lemonade and eat the cream buns she’d make.” I offer Evan a whimsical smile. “She died last year at the grand old age of ninety-six.” The town misses her.

  “You miss her.”

  “Yeah, I do.”

  “There you are,” a stressed woman rushing toward us announces. “I’m so sorry to be running late.” She glances up from her mad rush to greet us and she nearly stumbles. But for Evan catching her arm she would have face planted the ground.

  “Anna Gardner?” Evan questions. “The realtor?”

  “That’s me,” she says cheerfully. “You must be Evan Sutton.” She shakes Evan’s hand and turns to me. “Oh, you’ve brought your daughter! How nice.” Before either one of us can correct her, she’s off up the porch steps in unlocking the door.

  Evan slowly moves next to me, and whispers, “Daughter?”

  I giggle, which draws a frown from Evan. “It was funny.”

  “I’m not sure whether to be insulted.”

  “Why?”

  “If you’re my daughter
then I’d have to be older than I am,” he frowns.

  Giggling, I take his hand and interlace our fingers. “She will be under no illusion as to who we are to each other by the time we leave this house.” From the corner of my eye, I catch Anna Gardner watching us with narrow eyes, so I cup the back of Evan’s head and bring his mouth to mine.

  The moment our lips touch I forget why I started this and go with it. The taste of Evan and the way his tongue slides against mine is erotic and arouses my body. Evan grabs my hips and draws me tightly against every hard inch of him. I moan into his mouth. He groans into mine.

  Our passionate kiss is interrupted by the loud clearing of a throat.

  Evan silent curses and breathing heavily, hisses, “Do not move from in front of my body.”

  Knowing I should keep my mouth shut, I can’t resist teasing him, “I can get down on my knees and ease the ache throbbing between your legs.” I lick my swollen lips while his eyes follow and my words sink into his befuddled brain.

  He swallows hard and quickly turns his back to Anna, and walks along the porch until he’s out of view.

  I’m just as frustrated, but I guess my arousal isn’t as easy to tell, as the large arousal Evan has no chance of hiding.

  I smile and turn to Anna. “My boyfriend is checking out the porch. Can you please show me the kitchen first?” I was so tempted to ask to see the master bedroom, but thought better of it considering Evan’s current condition. I also think Anna has gotten our relationship correct in her head, so no need to carry on being suggestive in front of her.

  Anna blinks and becomes the professional she’s supposed to be. “This way.”

  22

  Evan

  My hands grip tightly to the porch railing while I breathe through the pain in my groin. I’m in my thirties, well able to control my urges around a hot woman. I let out a loud breath and laugh. My cock aches and for a second as I walked away, I’d thought about yanking my zipper down and giving myself relief so I could go back inside. The thought still flutters through my mind, but not as strongly as it had.