Meant to be Mine: Kincaid Sisters Book 1

by Buchanan, Lexi

  “I’m not sure I can move.” My face heats as I slowly back away from Jess.

  Her breasts are hanging free, trapped between her raised T-shirt and pulled down cups of her bra. No other woman has ever looked as good to me as Jessie does.

  I breathe heavily and rest my hands on my hips, gripping hard so I don’t reach out for Jess again. Her eyes go to my groin, which I’m not even going to try and hide. My dick bulges the denim in its fully aroused state.

  Jess slowly puts herself back together while her eyes stay on mine the whole time. She licks her lips and I silently groan. “I’m guessing you’ve made up your mind?” She tilts her head and I don’t even pretend to misunderstand her question.

  “I’m sick of pretending you don’t mean anything, Jess. You’ve been on my mind for over twelve months. It’s about time we did something about it.” I grin, and add with a wince, “But not in your mother’s house, nor until I’ve severed ties in the city. I want to come to you with a clean slate. Nothing hanging over my head.”

  Seeing her unsure, which is a first, I reach out and tug her into my arms, but in a loose embrace this time. My body is still worked up from a few minutes ago. “I promise that the only woman I want is you. I haven’t had sex with anyone since the day we met, and I won’t when I head back to my apartment. I’m a one-woman man.” I kiss the top of her head. “Now, let me take you to your mother’s house and you can introduce us…and ask her if it’s okay for me to spend the night.”

  Jess pulls back and takes my hand tugging me toward my truck. “She’ll be good about it. You can bet Reece has already called ahead. Probably asked Sarah to sleep in my room with me tonight.” She grins. “Protect my virtue or something along those lines.” She snickers. “Or he could be trying to protect yours.” Her curls bouncing, she adds, “He can’t really say anything if you think about it. Him and Callie were hot and heavy from the moment they met, not that I’m supposed to know that.”

  “Your confession is safe with me.” I open the car door for Jessie and turn her to face me. “I want a lot more from you than sex, Jessie.”

  Her eyes widen in surprise and a blush starts creeping on to her face, so I continue, “I’m not trying to scare you, but I figured I need to be blunt. I want you, but I’m too old for sex without anything else. If we move forward then I need you to know that I’m playing for keeps, so you better be sure that I’m what you want.”

  Without pause, she answers, “Really?” her eyes alight with excitement.

  “Yes, really.” I roll my eyes, making her chuckle in response. “You Jessie Kincaid are going to be a handful, huh?”

  “Well, you’ve just had your hands full of me, so I’m sure you can answer your own question.” She smirks, getting into the car.

  9

  Jessie

  My home is a two-story white Victorian in the middle of town, and it’s been home to me since I was born. Luckily for Mom, it had been passed down by her family, which meant Dad couldn’t take it from us when he decided to walk away from his family.

  I love this old house and from the smile on Evan’s face as he stands looking around, he loves it too.

  To me it’s home, but to others it’s a kind of landmark as it’s been around a lot longer than most homes and businesses. Mom takes great pride in keeping the house looking pretty with the planters on each windowsill filled with bright flowers, and the freshly painted porch. Poor Reece gets roped in for all the maintenance stuff, which in turns means, Jack, Donovan, Ryder, and occasionally Jace are called in to help. My sister and I help were we can, but some of the jobs tend to be heavy lifting and up and down ladders, which Reece refuses to let us do.

  It’s a family home so a lot of family love has gone into the old house. The one good thing about it is that there is plenty of room for overnight guests.

  Intertwining my fingers with Evan’s I give a slight tug and lead him onto the porch. He moves in close and whispers, “You have a beautiful home, Jessie.” Shivers of pleasure run down my spine and without any thought on my part my body presses closer to Evan who chuckles while brushing his lips against my neck. He bites my earlobe before letting me go as though he just hasn’t set my body on fire.

  I turn and back into the house while glaring at the grinning man. My narrowed eyed stare turns into a grin when I realize that I’m happy. I’m happy to have him in my home, but more so, because he’s here for me. I never thought I’d ever be so close to Evan, or that I’d see him again. And now here he is about to meet my mother, whom I realize is standing behind me.

  Quickly turning, I run and hug Mom real tight before I bring her closer and introduce her to Evan.

  Mom shakes his hand and melts at the drawl in his accent that he’s laying on thick. It’s doing things to me too, and from the look of things Evan knows it.

  Clearing my throat, I say, “Now that’s over with, Evan needs somewhere to stay tonight, and I’ve invited him to stay here, so I hope that isn’t a problem.”

  Mom’s lips twitch. “Reece called.”

  I groan.

  Evan laughs.

  “Don’t worry. I assured him that Sarah would sleep in your room with you when she comes home.”

  “Mom—”

  “What I didn’t tell your brother is that Sarah is away for a few nights with Amanda. They left this morning on a spur of the moment trip.” She shrugs. “They were going to ask you until I told them you’d stayed in the city.”

  “You know where I’ve been?” We follow Mom into the kitchen, and I indicate for Evan to sit at the large kitchen table.

  “Of course, I knew where you were. Leo called and told me not to worry about you that you’d found a friend,” she glances at Evan, “and decided to spend time with them. He never mentioned your friend was a man.” She smiles. “I have to say I never expected you to bring another man home other than Adam.”

  I freeze at hearing his name and I sense Evan tense beside me.

  “Adam is a piece of—”

  Mom raises a brow in surprise at Evan’s words. I’m just relieved he managed to catch himself before finishing his sentence.

  “Adam left your daughter in the city and when I see him, I have a few choice words to say to him. I’m not going to apologize for my anger.”

  “He left you?” Mom frowns, her gaze searching my face.

  Sighing, I admit, “Yeah, he did…amongst other things.” I glance at Evan before facing Mom again. “I need to tell you what really happened in the city.” I chew on my bottom lip and feel Evan’s hand slip into mine.

  It doesn’t take long to explain to Mom what happened to me and at first her expression was of disbelief, and then anger, and then slight relief when I admitted I wasn’t 100% sure that Adam is the one to have dropped the drugs into my drink.

  “I’ve known that boy since he was in diapers,” Mom comments. “If he is found to be the one responsible, his mother will be so upset. She raised him better than that.”

  “It’s not necessarily the parent’s fault, but the crowd he’s fallen in with leading him astray,” Evan says. “We’ll know soon enough.” He squeezes my hand.

  Mom gives me an odd look, worry clouding her features, “How exactly are you planning on finding out?”

  “Um, well.”

  “Jessica Kincaid, I hope you have no plans to talk to that boy without your brother,” she glances beside me, “or Evan being present.”

  “I’m going to call him and ask him to come down to Kix to see me. There will be a lot of people around so it’s safe.” I go around to Mom and wrap my arms around her neck. “I promise everyone will keep me safe.”

  “They better, or they’ll be answering to me.”

  “I like your Mom,” Evan comments, and then adds, “Nothing will happen to Jessie, Mrs. Kincaid.”

  “My name is Cindy, and I’m glad she’s finally brought you home to meet me.”

  Moving to stand behind Evan, I take a chance and leaning over him from behind, I wrap m
y arms around his neck and rest my chin on his shoulder. “My mom has known there was someone on my mind right from when you left,” I explain. “She has a habit of knowing everything.”

  “Much to your brother’s dismay.” Mom grins.

  Evan brings me around to sit beside him, giving me a knowing look. “Behave yourself.” He winks and faces Mom. “I’m not sure what to say that isn’t private between Jess and me, but I need you to know that I’m not messing Jessie around. She’s been on my mind for a long time.”

  My heart aches knowing how much our age difference bothers him so with that in mind, I lean forward and kiss his cheek. It’s brief but full of feeling.

  “Jessie has always been strong minded. Drove her brother and I crazy through the years, so I know that when she wants something with all her heart, she won’t stop until she has it.” Mom pauses. “Then she holds onto it forever.”

  I sense when Evan turns to me and the look on his face as I meet his gaze says everything that can be difficult to put into words—he loves me.

  Mom sighs heavily. “I won’t be a problem.”

  Without moving my gaze away from Evan’s, I hear Mom leave the kitchen, slamming the backdoor behind her. “I have no idea where she’s gone, but I have you alone. In my house. Without my sisters around.”

  Evan looks horrified. “No way.”

  Chuckling, I quickly straddle his lap, grinding down when he grabs my hips. “I’m not stupid enough to get you naked in my mother’s kitchen. She’d skin us alive, and then pass us to Reece.” I roll my eyes. “I love how I can touch you in this way, Evan,” I end softly, resting my head on his shoulder. “I’ve dreamed about going to sleep just like this. On nights I’d be restless because my room was too warm, I’d strip to panties and cropped top, and imagine you lying beside me in tight briefs.

  Evan groans while I feel his reaction to my words in his body beneath me. “I enjoyed what you did to me at Kix,” I whisper, licking his neck.

  He shudders and quickly jumps up with me wrapped in his arms. My butt gets dropped to the table and I find myself with one very hot, aroused, man hovering over me. “You’re driving me insane.” I don’t get to reply because his mouth captures mine.

  The kiss isn’t soft, it’s hard and powerful; he’s claiming me. Perhaps he’s even teaching me a lesson for teasing him, however, it’s going to backfire because I’m alive with need from his touch and the taste of his mouth on mine. His tongue pushes deep and twines and duels with mine, our teeth clash, and it still isn’t enough.

  His mouth breaks from the kiss, but doesn’t leave my skin as he trails hot, wet, kisses down my neck and between my breasts when he lifts my top. “Jessie!” He moans, sending shivers through me.

  “Upstairs,” I hiss. “It’s my turn to make you feel good.”

  “Fuck,” Evans curses, dropping his face between my breasts. “We’re in the kitchen. Reece will kill me.”

  “I will if you don’t finish what you started,” I beg, trying to drag him closer as he lifts from me. My eyes widen at the wet spot on his jeans, which is from me.

  “I didn’t start it,” he adds. “You’re too damn hot for your own good.” He takes another step away, but not before he helps me up from the table. “You’ve been forbidden to me for too long.”

  “Only in your head.”

  “Dammit Jess, I was trying to do the right thing for you.”

  “I know,” I say softly. “I admire your restraint…then and now.”

  He smirks. “It’s harder than you think.”

  “Well,” I cock a brow, “it felt pretty damn hard to me.”

  He pauses, and then bursts out laughing. “I think you better show me to my room. I need a shower.”

  “Mmm, me too.”

  Groaning Evan smacks me on the ass. “Room. Shower. In that order and I’m going to do it alone in your mother’s house.”

  I roll my eyes. “You keep saying that and you’ve already had me on the kitchen table.”

  He grabs me around the waist. “I haven’t had you anywhere, yet. If I had you wouldn’t be able to walk and you’d be very wet.” He lets me go and follows me slowly up the stairs.

  My body blushes and I’m so tempted to say hell with it and strip naked before him. He sure wouldn’t be the gentleman then. I could of course sneak into his shower, although something tells me he’s thought of that already, and it won’t work on him.

  “Will you let me watch you?”

  He misses a step.

  “Please tell me you don’t mean what I think you do?” He can hardly get the words out.

  “Of course I mean what I say. You’re hard and going to take a shower. It doesn’t take a genius to figure out what you’re going to be doing in that shower. I want to watch.” I glance behind me and see him blushing.

  “I’m not going to be doing anything other than having a cold shower to get rid of my hard-on.”

  “As if I believe that.” I lead him down the hallway to the guest room at the end. “It’s already made out with fresh towels on the bed.” Evan stares at me with a heated expression, so I whisper, “I don’t want to leave.”

  10

  Evan

  I close my eyes and clench my fists into a tight ball. “I won’t make love to you under your mother’s roof.” My eyes snap open. “Don’t ask me to do that.” I’m desperate to be with Jessie and have been for a good while, but I want her to know how much I respect her by not taking her under this roof.

  “Then let me watch you in the shower. I want to see every hard inch of you. I’ll even strip to my underwear,” she offers, trying not to blush.

  My breathing becomes heavy at the thought of her watching me jerk off. My dick certainly likes the idea, and is rock hard and throbbing behind my zipper.

  “Where’s the bathroom?” I ask, my eyes hot on Jessie.

  “Through that door.” She moves forward.

  She keeps her back to me so I remove my clothing and turn on the shower. I whisper to Jess, “Your turn.” In part, I hope she’ll hightail it out of here, but I can see she’s breathing heavily and then her hands reach up, removing her shirt. As promised she keeps her underwear on before she turns and faces me. I’m completely on display for her as I back into the shower.

  The water pounds down my back while I watch Jessie take in my nude body. The heat of her gaze trails a blaze of fire through my blood. My cock throbs hard and reaches up past my belly button. My balls hang like twin cannons; hard and full, ready to explode.

  Jessie meets my gaze and with a slight, nervous, smile, my eyes watch her slip her panties down her legs, kicking them away. She then reaches behind her and unfastens her bra, letting it drop to the floor as her breasts swing free.

  I gasp and can’t control the jerk of my dick as it grows harder still, precum tingling along the length to ooze out onto the tip. My breath catches as I admit, “You are so beautiful,” while I wrap a fist around my shaft.

  With lazy strokes, I slowly work myself over, while Jessie’s hands go to her breasts and gently rub and pinch her nipples. The growl I unleash is nothing like what I want to do as my orgasm races forward. I spread my legs and speed up fisting my dick—faster and faster. Jessie’s fingers play with her nipples in time with my fist.

  Feeling like I’m about to fall flat on my face, I use my free hand to keep me steady and press it against the glass wall to the side of me. Jessie moves closer until she’s a foot away. I don’t feel as though I’m in control of my body anymore, and when Jessie licks her lips, I moan, “Oh Jess,” as my balls erupt.

  The first splash of semen lands on her stomach, turning me on even more at the sight. I try to control my release, but I can’t. I’m lost. I throw my head back and let the hot release rush through me. By the time I’m finished, I’m breathing heavily and the sight of Jessie’s stomach is damn hot.

  “This is dangerous,” I grunt and reaching out, I pull Jess under the hot water with me. “You need cleaning up.”


  “Are you going to put your hands all over my body and clean me?”

  “No,” I mumble. I quickly wash and then grab a towel as I step out of the shower. “I’ll dress while you finish up in here.”

  “You’re seriously leaving me alone in the shower to get all wet and slippery?”

  I pause with my back to her and my body goes tense. “It’s important to me that I respect we’re in your mother’s house, Jessie.” I sigh. “I want nothing more than to love you. I’m afraid that once I start, I won’t be able to stop.” I move slowly into the bedroom. “So, yes, I’m leaving you to finish your shower.”

  Mumbling reaches my ears, what exactly she’s saying I can’t make out. She isn’t happy, but it’s something I can’t do. We shouldn’t have done what we did, but that was safer than what I actually wanted to do. I don’t think I’ve ever been so noble before.

  I wince as I quickly dress into the same clothes because I’m an idiot and didn’t think to bring my bag in from the car. Jessie slowly comes into the bedroom and sits beside me on the bed. “I’m sorry.” She rests her head on my shoulder, so I put my arm around her shoulders. “I shouldn’t tease you so badly when you want to show respect for my family.”

  Kissing the top of her head, I admit, “I want you, which is more than obvious.” I chuckle. “But let’s cool the teasing okay, because I can only take so much.”

  “I promise to behave tonight when we’re back at the house, okay? No sneaking around or anything.” She kisses my cheek. “I promise.”

  “Good.” I brush a lose curl back from her face. “I’m not sure how you managed to tangle me in knots after only one night together,” I smile, “amidst a bunch of your family and friends.”

  “Because you talked to me and I listened, and you actually listened to what I had to say.” She stares at me, her eyes searching mine. “I felt it too, Evan. I still do.”

  Sighing heavily, I tuck her face into my neck and admit, “I’ve missed feeling the way I did when I was with you.”