Kanes' Kisses: A Three Book Collection

by Loni Ree

  With tears running down my face, I’m about to push out of the bathroom when I change my mind. None of this sounds like Jordan. Spinning around, I march into the main bathroom where the three gossips are huddled next to the sinks.

  Before she can protest, I grab the tall sneering blonde’s arm and drag her out to the main dining room. Jordan’s mouth drops open when he sees me approaching the table dragging my victim. All the table’s occupants watch in shock as we approach. I stop and notice the other two women have also followed behind us. Pointing my head back at all three, I inform him, “Jordan, Cream Puff and the Strawberries here were in the bathroom discussing your business. They believe you’re using our relationship to get revenge on your uncle and the firm’s partners for being assholes to you. Let’s discuss this and get the truth out in the open.”

  The rage that passes across Jordan’s face is directed squarely at the Cream Puff. He steps around me and demands, “What lies are you and your little airheads spreading?”

  She tries to stutter out a response, but Harris Kane steps forward and barks, “Lola, you better have an explanation for your behavior!”

  The Cream Puff’s eyes narrow on me for a second before she looks back and forth between Jordan and his uncle. “She’s jealous and paranoid and lying to cause trouble,” the Cream Puff huffs as she points at me.

  “You lying bitch,” Jordan growls and steps toward the skinny blonde, but Harris Kane holds up a hand and turns to the other two silent women.

  “Maybe one of you would like to tell me what happened. And remember I can smell bullshit a mile away.” His glare causes both women to pale.

  One swallows before stepping forward and murmuring, “Lola was telling us that Jordan is dating her to piss you off.” Then the scared women points at me and continues, “Then she came and dragged Lola out here.”

  Both Jordan and Harris turn and glare at the Cream Puff as the other woman finishes speaking. The Cream Puff bitch doesn’t even have the decency to look sorry for all the trouble she’s causing.

  Harris finally sighs, “Lola, meet me in my office early tomorrow morning to discuss your employment. Now, I’ll have security escort you out.”

  Jordan steps in front of me as the enraged woman advances in my direction. He snarls in her face, “I fucking dare you to try.”

  Gasps sound around the table at Jordan’s aggressive attitude, and I hold his arm and whisper, “It’s okay. Just let her leave.”

  He wraps his arms around me protectively and watches as security marches the Cream Puff and her two followers from the room. After the whole fiasco, Jason gets up and rushes from the room. Candace and Jordan watch him then look at each other and shrug as a silent message passes between them.

  Harris Kane turns to me and states, “I hope you don’t hold that vicious woman’s lies against this family. It’s obvious that you mean a lot to my nephew, and I hope to see a lot more of you in the future.” Jordan squeezes me tight as I smile at his uncle in agreement. Luckily, the rest of the night passes smoothly. Everyone is having fun until Uncle Harris gets a call that a celebrity needs immediate legal representation. The emergency ends the night, and we follow Uncle Harris and Candace out. Jason never did return after rushing out earlier.

  It kills me not to ask Jordan what happened with Lola. I trust that his uncle did the right thing, but I hate the thought of that vicious woman anywhere near my man. Finally, a week after the Christmas party, I break down one morning over breakfast. “I can’t take it anymore. Please tell me the Cream Puff is out of your life.”

  Looking shocked, Jordan places his mug on the table then takes my hand. “You haven’t been worrying about this since the party, have you? Of course, she’s gone. Uncle Harris made sure she had to leave Naverton to get another job.” As relief flows through me, I push my fingers in his silky hair and pull him close to cover his lips with mine. He nibbles on my bottom lip. “You would choose the morning I have an early meeting to cause my disorder to flare up.” I follow his eyes down to his lap and see the growing bulge before he continues. “Tonight, you’ll pay for that.” Jordan kisses my nose as he stands and adjusts himself before heading to the door.

  “Promises, promises,” I call to him, and he turns to wiggle his eyebrows and wink.

  I’m spread across the bed, naked, when Jordan walks in that night. He drops his jacket on the floor and slowly begins to remove his clothes. His slow, deliberate strip show causes me to squirm on the bed as he stalks his way over toward me. His huge cock bounces in front of his stomach, and I lean up and reach for it when he gets close. As my hand wraps around it, I give it a slight tug and whisper, “Lay on the bed. I need to take care of your condition before you have permanent damage.” His eyes darken to almost black as he does my bidding. “Wrap your hands around the bars and don’t let go,” I command, and he lifts his hands above his head and follows my orders. Looking at his amazing body, I feel the wetness running down the inside of my leg. After running my finger through my cream, I slip it past his lips. He groans and wraps his tongue around my finger.

  When I pull it away, he moans, “Fuck, I’m not going to last. I need you too fucking bad.” I don’t respond, just wink and place a quick kiss on his lips.

  His dick jumps as I run my finger around the slit, and cum oozes from it. When I lean down and catch it with my tongue, his loud moan fills the room. “Oops, your problem is getting worse. I need to try harder,” I tease before I wrap my lips around his cock and suck. My “Eep,” is drowned out by his loud grunt as he grabs my hips and drags them around and over his head.

  After wrapping his hands around my butt cheeks, Jordan uses his hold to angle me into position for his hungry mouth. He swipes his tongue repeatedly over my clit, then pulls back to blow puffs of air over the sensitive nub, causing me to lose my concentration. I double down and run my hand up and down his shaft while hollowing my cheeks to pull harder. When I lightly squeeze his balls while running my tongue over the slit of his cock, Jordan arches his back and grunts loudly. He bites my clit and thrusts three fingers into my wet pussy, repeatedly. Our competition takes on a life of its own as we each attempt to force the other to orgasm first. Deciding it’s time to end this contest, I lay fully across his body and rub his balls with one hand, then take my other hand and run it down the tender skin below his balls. While sucking his cock as hard as I can, I slide my wet finger into his ass, causing him to erupt. My ears are still ringing from his shout when he shocks me by flipping me around and onto my back then thrusting into my wet pussy.

  I hold on tight as he pounds away. “Fuck, you are going to kill me. My goddamn dick never goes down.” His perpetually hard shaft brings me to orgasm three times before we’re too exhausted to move. After our marathon sex night, we decide to toss the condoms since I’m on birth control, and it’s been so long since either one of us has had another partner anyway.

  Chapter 9

  Holly

  On Christmas Eve, Jordan takes me to his uncle’s house for dinner. Evidently, our relationship isn’t the only new one in the Kane family. Candace introduces us to Jackson Rand. Rock star Damien Rand, also known as the celebrity who needed a lawyer, is his identical twin brother. I have a hard time keeping myself from staring because he looks so much like his superstar brother.

  “I’m about to get jealous if you keep looking at him,” Jordan whispers in my ear as we follow the others into his uncle’s living room.

  “I’m just amazed at how much he looks like his brother.” I roll my eyes and shrug off his jealousy, but Jordan isn’t satisfied. He grabs the back of my head and covers my lips with his. When he finally raises his head, I can’t even remember my name, much less the other people in the room.

  After I pull myself together, Jason introduces us to his new girlfriend, Sophie. She happens to be Milo’s veterinarian, and we all laugh at the coincidence. I can’t help but wonder if Sophie had something to do with Jason’s disappearing act at the Christmas party.

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p; The three siblings take great pleasure in annoying each other. Uncle Harris tries to keep order, but the three are uncontrollable together. As we’re leaving, we promise to get together with the others more in the coming weeks.

  We spend a fun filled, embarrassing Christmas Day with Aunt Mabel and Samantha. Aunt Mabel has never been one to give traditional presents, so I’m not shocked when she gives me a fertility statue. Jordan, on the other hand, laughs and nearly chokes on his beer. At least, Jordan is used to crazy family antics, so my aunt’s dramatics don’t cause him to run for the hills.

  Christmas night, Jordan and I exchange presents with each other. I’m a little disappointed that my present isn’t an engagement ring. Instead, he gives me a beautiful pair of diamond stud earrings. I hide my disappointment, comforting myself with the fact that we’ve only been together a few months. Looking into his eyes, I smile and say, “Thank you. I love them.”

  He kisses my nose and finally admits the words I’ve been waiting to hear for months. “I love you. You are the best thing to ever happen to me. Even though you cause me to have all these ailments.” I laugh at his joke and throw myself into his arms, whispering my love in return. In my heart, I know the ring and future are coming soon.

  Next, I give Jordan his gift. He loves the gold watch and shows his appreciation in the most pleasurable of ways. Milo gets a new kitty bed and a large, intricate scratching post. Staying true to form, the little jerk turns his nose up at his new gifts until after we leave the room.

  Later that night, I find the nerve to talk to him about our living situation. “Milo is getting lonely on the nights I stay over here, plus I think it’s a waste to pay for two houses when we are together all the time anyway.”

  Jordan’s eyes widen, then he throws back his head and laughs. “I’ve been trying to find a way to ask you to move in with me forever. I don’t care which house we live in. Let’s get rid of one.” His easy agreement is the best Christmas present ever.

  We decide to sell my house since Jordan’s house is newer and has been recently updated. Milo expresses his displeasure in the new arrangement when we move into Jordan’s home the next week. It doesn’t take long before an older couple and their grown daughter move into my old house.

  The little shit makes a pest out of himself by stealing and hiding several of Jordan’s socks throughout the house. “At least, he isn’t leaving them in the new neighbors’ yard,” I tell Jordan when he finds a sock under the kitchen sink one day.

  “He would if we let him out of the house,” Jordan calls over his shoulder as he searches through all the cabinets looking for more of his missing socks. Over the next month, socks begin appearing in the craziest places. I find one in my make-up drawer, one behind the coffeemaker, and another under the rug in the hallway. The cat is definitely creative in his hiding spots. Sophie assures me he will adjust to his new home soon and stop acting out. That can’t happen soon enough.

  Jordan has been traveling several days a week for the last month to meet with a client in New York. In this time, I’ve discovered how much I hate sleeping alone. Even Milo acts like it’s the end of the world when Jordan is out of town. Hopefully, this client will get his case figured out soon, and Jordan will be back in Naverton full time before both me and my cat have nervous breakdowns.

  This Valentine’s Day sucks. It’s been the longest day of my life. I miss Jordan like crazy and hate that we won’t be together our first Valentine’s Day. Also, working on three hours of sleep is killing me. I hope Jordan’s business trip is over soon, before I die of exhaustion.

  Samantha pops her head into my office at four-thirty and informs me, “Hey, you have a new patient in room one.” Before I can question her about the patient, she’s gone. It’s unusual to have new patients this late in the day, but I drag my ass down to room one and take a deep breath outside the door.

  My mouth falls open when I open the door. Jordan is lying on the examination table, naked, with a sheet covering his bottom half. My mouth drops open as I stare at him, then I gasp. “What are you doing here? Why aren’t you in New York?”

  He shrugs and asks, “You didn’t think I would miss our first Valentine’s Day, did you? Plus, I couldn’t take another day without you. Please don’t leave me in this condition. I’ve been suffering for two days from Missing My Beautiful Blonde-Induced Lonely Heart Syndrome. The only cure is you marrying me and staying with me for the rest of my life.”

  “Is that your way of proposing to me?” I step in the room and shut the door, unable to resist him. It’s impossible to control the tears that fill my eyes and flow down my cheeks.

  “I love you more than my own life. I plan on begging you to marry me every day until you finally cave and say yes.” Jordan looks at me, and I can see the truth in his eyes.

  When Jordan holds out his hand, I take it and wrap my arms around his strong chest. “I love you, too. I’m not going to make you beg. I want to spend the rest of my life with you, and I don’t care what anyone thinks about it.”

  He runs his nose over my cheek and kisses the tears, smiles widely. “Anyone with eyes can see you’re way too beautiful for me. But I’m never letting you go now that I’ve got the cure to all my ailments.”

  I feel him slipping a ring on my finger and look down to see a beautiful diamond ring. The platinum band has a square center diamond that sits among a circle of smaller diamonds. It’s just the perfect size. Jordan somehow picked out the perfect ring for me. He rubs his nose along my cheek and lets me know, “I also have a special engagement collar for the flea ball. If I’m marrying you, I’m going to have to commit myself to him as well. After all, he did help set us up.”

  I throw my head back and laugh. I’m sure Milo will love his new bling. “Your Beautiful Blonde-Induced Dick Enlargement is flaring up. I’m going to need to treat you for it before I let you leave.” I run my hand over the bulge tenting the thin sheet, and Jordan arches his back and groans.

  “You’re the doctor,” he pants as I slowly run my hand up his thickening rod. The glitter from my new ring catches the light as I grip him through the slightly rough material. “I don’t want to tell you how to do your job, but fuck, you’re killing me, Baby.” He moans when I push the sheet aside and lean down to wrap my lips around the meaty head. As I greedily suck while tugging up and down with my hand, the sounds of his rapid breathing and grunts fill the room and his dick get even bigger. “I’m about to come,” he warns a couple seconds before his cum splashes into my mouth. Once his cock finishes jerking, he pulls my head back and wipes a drop of cum off of my lip before smirking. “I’ll have to take care of your condition now.”

  By the time we leave the room, Samantha has locked up the office and left for the night. We’ve taken care of each other’s issues several times tonight, but they keep coming back. Luckily, we’re in it for the long-term.

  Chapter 10

  Jordan

  Today, I’m marrying my best friend and the cure for all my ailments. While she causes my Beautiful Blonde-Induced Dick Enlargement every day, she also treats it with her own special brand of care. Jason and Candace have brought their new partners to celebrate, and Uncle Harris is going to walk Holly down the aisle. Of course, Aunt Mabel and Samantha will be here to make the day complete.

  “You ready to do this?” Jason slaps me on the back as I pace up and down Uncle Harris’ hallway, ready to get on with the rest of my life. The last few months of waiting for this day have been the longest of my life. I knew the first day I met Holly that she was the one. Today, I get to make her mine forever.

  After running my hand through my hair and trying to calm my frazzled nerves, I admit, “I just want it to be over. I hate waiting.”

  I spin around and stare at him with my mouth hanging open when he snorts and confesses, “That’s why I swept Sophie off her feet before she had a chance to object. Then I took her little ass to Vegas without giving anyone a hint of my plans.”

  He shrugs unapologetically
at my whispered, “Fuck.”

  Then he informs me, “We wanted to wait until after your big day to tell everyone. You can thank me now.”

  Shaking my head, I warn him, “I don’t want to be around when Candace realizes you got married and she wasn’t there. You are going to get your ass kicked. I’ll be her favorite brother forever.”

  He opens his mouth to reply but is interrupted when my uncle looks around the corner and calls, “It’s time to take your places, boys.” As we follow Uncle Harris out to the back yard, excitement flows through me. Finally, my wait is almost over.

  Standing next to Jason and waiting for Holly to walk out the doors is the longest few minutes of my life. I can’t wait until she’s mine forever. After the music starts, Holly appears on my uncle’s arm. “You’re one lucky bastard.” I’m the only person who hears my brother’s whispered words, and I give a slight smile in agreement.

  Samantha walks down the aisle first, followed by Candace then Holly. I hardly notice the other women because I’m too busy admiring my bride. The simple strapless wedding gown molds to her gorgeous curves perfectly. Uncle Harris hands her over, and I feel a slight tremor in her hand, so I give it a squeeze before we turn to face the minister.

  The next thing I know, the minister says I can kiss her, and fuck if I don’t devour her lips. She’s mine forever. “Uh, Jordan, this is a family-friendly wedding,” my uncle calls as laughter moves through the guests.

  “I knew there was a little hoodlum in that boy. No one could look like that and be on the up and up.” Aunt Mabel’s voice cuts over the laughter as Holly smiles against my lips.