Meant to be Mine: Kincaid Sisters Book 1

by Buchanan, Lexi

  My mind is running a mile a minute but Evan sounds sincere. I’m annoyed that Allyson won’t back off when she can’t be so stupid as to not realize she’s never truly had Evan, and then it hits me. “Wait, she’s still here?”

  “It’s the middle of the night. She let the cab go, and there is no way in hell I’m leaving you to take her home.” He grins. “I told her she could either stay on the sofa or leave, it was up to her, but I was going to bed.”

  “That’s why you locked the bedroom door?”

  “I intend spending the rest of the night in my bed with you, naked.” He wiggles his brows, making me laugh. “I’ve waited too long to have you with me. So I’ve locked the door because I don’t want her seeing either of us without our clothes.”

  “Hmm, does she know you have anyone in your bedroom?”

  He shakes his head.

  “She will.” I toss the T-shirt over my head and make quick work of his shirt.

  My hands rub all over his naked chest and I spend a few minutes playing with his nipples. I smile and slip one of my hands down his body and into the front of his sweats. His impressive penis is long and thick, the bulging head deep red. I rub my thumb back and forth over the slit and feel pleasure ripple through me at the loud groan he releases along with precum.

  “I want to ride you,” I admit, nibbling on his neck. “I need to ride you, hard and fast.”

  His flesh swells in my hands. “I’m not going to last long enough for you to climb aboard if you keep talking like that,” he hisses.

  “You like me talking.” I smile. “That’s good to know.”

  In seconds, Evan has his hand on my hips and his penis buried deeply inside of me. We moan in pleasure. My thighs quiver and Evan’s hands tremble as he holds me still on him.

  He’s closed his eyes and breathes heavily while he tries to get himself under control. I don’t want that though. I want him completely unraveled.

  I keep my eyes on his face and dipping my head, I bite one of his nipples. His eyes fly open and at the same time his hard flesh thickens. His hands tangle in my hair and hold my face against his chest. I bite the other nipple and start riding him. It’s awkward in this position, but it feels amazing.

  Shivers run up and down my spine. Evan gets fists of my hair and pulls my head backwards, his mouth attaching to my neck and collarbone. I ride him hard and fast in this position and I can’t stop. His mouth suckles at my breasts in a mad rush of heat and I explode.

  Gasping out my pleasure and whispering ‘Evan’ my body is overtaken with pleasure. I ripple and come around Evan’s penis, which is all too much for him. Evan grunts, his warm release spilling inside of me. Every pulse of his thick penis sends small tremors through me until I collapse on Evan, utterly exhausted.

  “I can’t get enough of you,” Evan mutters, his lips trailing over my neck. “I want to sleep with my cock inside of you.”

  I deliberately clench my muscles and feel his reaction when his penis slowly starts to swell, not that it had ever gone completely flaccid.

  “I’m not sure I can move. My legs are noodles.”

  With a loud groan, Evan launches us up from the floor and onto the bed. He slips free, but once we’re settled in the bed, he uses his knees to spread my legs and then he guides himself into my body.

  16

  Evan

  I suddenly come awake gasping in the middle of orgasm, the warm mouth sucking me off clamps tightly around my throbbing cock and I can’t breathe. Jessie doesn’t let up, swallowing every pulse of my release down her throat. Watching her and waking up so unprepared, I have no control over my body’s reaction to her.

  When I don’t have anything left to give, she laps me up with her tongue and mouth before she crawls into my arms. “The noises you make are sexy. I couldn’t resist.”

  “Noises?”

  “Hmm, you were dreaming and your penis was hard and jerking.” She grins. “I figured you were in the middle of a naughty dream, so I finished you off.”

  “You sure as hell did.” Feeling my brain reattach itself to my body, I grab hold of Jessie’s hips and urge her upwards. “I want you to sit on my face.”

  I grin when she goes bright red. “No way are you going to be embarrassed after what we’ve done all night.” I smack her butt. “Up here.” I lick my tongue and moan when her eyes darken as they follow what I’m doing. “I want to know what it feels like to have you come on my face.”

  I’m getting to her. The slight clenching of her thighs is a total giveaway.

  Her butt in my hands, I use my strength and bring her over me. She has no choice but to help me as she spreads her thighs over my face. My cock goes solid the moment I feel the soft hairs that protect her sweet lips tickle my nose.

  Growling, I tug her hips and have her on my mouth. The sweet nectar coats my tongue as I slip between her swollen sex.

  Jessie shudders.

  My eyes drift upwards from her mound and I watch as she plays with her own breasts. Her hands massage the swell of flesh and her fingers rub and pinch the hard dark cherry nipples. I dig my heels into the bed aroused as hell with her riding my face. I shove my tongue inside her, licking and sucking to the rhyme of her hips. My own thrust upward, my cock rock hard and pulsing.

  We’re both going to be coming, that’s one thing I know as I continue sucking and fucking her. With one deep moan, Jessie throws her head back and shudders on my mouth. Her release is captured on my tongue and because she has me aroused beyond anything, my cock jerks, releasing all over my stomach while she’s getting herself off on me. It’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, and something I doubt I’ll ever forget.

  When her legs turn weak, I help her lay beside me, my hand finding hers as our fingers intertwine.

  “I think I’ve died and gone to heaven,” she whispers. “I can still feel you between my legs.”

  I glance down and notice the slight movement of her hips. I roll to my side and hover over her. “We really are going to take a hot bath.”

  She chuckles. “You just want me wet and soapy.”

  “Ugh, woman!” I smile and press a kiss to her sweet lips. “I want you any way I can get you, Jessie,” I admit, serious. “I have since we first met.”

  “I belong with you.” She brushes at my hair with her fingers. “It scares me. What I imagine your family will do to keep you with them. It scares me a lot.”

  Taking her hand, I kiss her fingers before holding her palm down over my heart. “I’m too old to be under their thumb.” Sigh. “The thing is, they’re the only family I have left and even though I know they’ll let me walk away without another word—ever—I’m hoping they’ll have some part in my life in the future.”

  Jessie pulls me down to her breast and I settle there enjoying the feeling of being close to her. Part of me wants to pack my belongings and find somewhere to live close to Jessie’s home, and hopefully have her live with me. But I hadn’t lied to Jessie. I still hoped that my parents wouldn’t shut me out completely. I know they will, but somewhere inside of me is the little boy who always tried his hardest to have them notice him. It never worked as a child, so why I think it will now I don’t know.

  “Oh no!” Jessie suddenly blurts, sitting up in the bed, banging her chin on my forehead as we collided. “Allyson is in the other room.”

  “Shit!” Groaning, I drop backward to the pillow. “I forgot all about her.” I smirk. “At least she knows I’m taken.”

  Jessie glares at me so I continue, “I was loud in my release,” I grin harder, “and you sure as hell were. Nothing has ever sounded so good than having you screaming my name as you came.”

  “You’re enjoying this, huh?” Jessie huffs, trying to get out of the bed but I snake an arm around her waist and haul her back into my arms.

  “I have enjoyed every single second of having you in my home and in my bed. So, when we go out there, I want you to feel comfortable, okay? What’s mine is yours, Jessie.”

 
She bites her lip.

  “Tell me you’re okay with this? I need to hear it, but only if that is how you feel. Don’t lie to me. My sister used to lie to me all the time, until she became sick and thoughtful, at least toward the end. I want the truth even if you think I’m not going to like it.”

  Jessie smiles softly and cups my face between her smooth hands. “I promise not to lie to you, and as long as you’re by my side, I will be all right out there with her. You give me confidence, Evan.”

  I let out a sigh of relief because I have a feeling I came across too strongly with my hang up with lies, but Jessie didn’t seem to take offense.

  “I want you in my T-shirt and shorts when we go out there.” I smirk. “The thought of you in my clothes turns me on.” Wanting to tease, I grab my dick and slowly stroke myself while Jessie watches.

  It isn’t the wisest decision I’ve ever made when my cock starts to respond in a very hard way with Jessie’s heated eyes on it. I quickly let go and shove my hands onto my hips.

  Jessie grins. “I don’t think you have any idea how you look standing like that with no clothes on.” Her grin widens. “I wish I could capture this image of you because you are so hot.” She smirks and reaches for my cell phone.

  “Hell no!” I turn my back and quickly shove my sweats and shirt on from the night before. When I’m ready, I find Jessie nervously chewing on her bottom lip.

  “Last night,” she starts, “you didn’t want her to know about us because she could cause complications. What’s changed?”

  Resting my forehead against hers, I admit, “I wasn’t thinking last night. Or rather I was and wanted to keep you to myself. But sometime in the night I realized that it wasn’t fair to you. No matter my reasoning, I love you and want everyone to know it too. They can accept us together or not, I don’t care.” I reach for her. “What I do care about is that you’re with me.”

  “Yes,” she whispers before her lips caress along my own. “I’m always with you Evan.” She gives me another kiss and says, “Let’s get rid of her so we have the apartment to ourselves.” She winks. “I want you to have your way with me in the kitchen, then we will have that bath.”

  “I’m not going to survive loving you.”

  She rolls her eyes and opens the bedroom door.

  17

  Jessie

  Pulling open the bedroom door, I stop suddenly when I don’t only see Allyson in the living room, but I presume, Evan’s father. Evan bumps into me, his arm going around my waist to prevent me from falling. The moment Evan notices his father, his arm tightens around me.

  His father is red in the face with anger while I’m not too sure how Allyson is reacting. They definitely heard us in the bedroom and with that knowledge; I feel a blush work it’s way from my chest to my face.

  Although it’s mere seconds that we’ve all been stood in a face-off, it feels like a much longer time.

  Evan is the first one to speak, if you can call clearing his throat and whispering into my ear, “Follow my lead.”

  I squeeze his hand and move forward, feeling awkward wearing less than I’m used to around strangers. Evan sits me on the sofa, opposite end to Allyson before sitting beside me. I tuck my feet under me and try and cover my legs. The T-shirt isn’t long enough, but Evan sees what I’m doing and passes me the throw from the back of the sofa. I smile relieved as he wraps it around me while the other two watch our interaction.

  “Evan,” his dad hisses between clenched teeth. “I don’t know where to start!” He smacks his hands against his thighs.

  “If,” Evan bites out, “you want to talk about my professional life working for you, then I’m okay with that.” He takes my hand beneath the throw and interlaces our fingers together. “If you want to talk about my personal life then it’s not a topic up for discussion, because it’s just that, personal.” He glances at Allyson before facing his father.

  “This is Jessica Kincaid.” He turns and smiles at me. “Jess, my father, Bruce Sutton.”

  His father completely ignores me apart from a dark glare, so I don’t respond. I certainly have no wish to make things worse for Evan while he sorts this mess out.

  My heart races wondering what is really going on between the two of them. I know Bruce wants Evan under his thumb, a place that Evan was only to happy to be not too long ago while he put his life back together. I think Bruce isn’t going to like his son very much now he isn’t so easy to control.

  I don’t really remember my father much because he’d left when I was small, and to all intents and purposes, I’ve always looked up to Reece for guidance. He’s never once let me down, even if I do find him a pain in my ass at times. The fact is I know I can go to him and he’ll always be there for me. It makes me sad to realize that Evan doesn’t have that. He never has.

  “Son,” Bruce starts and I feel Evan tense beside me, “you were all set to marry Allyson, and now you’ve found a schoolgirl! You want to throw your life away?”

  Evan curses under his breath but before he can respond, I do, “Evan is your son,” I snap, “which means you should want the best for him. You should want him happy.” I bring Evans hand up to my mouth and kiss his fingers. “I make him happy. I’m not a schoolgirl and haven’t been for sometime, but thank you for complementing me on my young looks.” I smile sweetly, when what I really want to do is hit the asshole.

  I feel Evan’s body shudder against me and I know he’s holding in his amusement. He has to clear his throat in order to speak. “Like Jess said. She makes me happy. Happier than I’ve ever been.”

  “You can’t be with her when you have the anniversary ball coming up for the company. Everyone is expecting you to be there with Allyson on your arm and a ring on her finger.” Bruce paces back and forth, his anger growing.

  “I’ve spoken to Allyson and she is well aware that won’t ever be happening. It was never on my agenda, so why don’t we act like adults and forget all about your plans for me and Allyson.” Evan narrows his gaze on his father. “The only plans I will be making are with Jessie. No one else.”

  “What about your job?”

  “Are you telling me that my job is only there as long as I date whom you want me to?” Evan asks, very quietly.

  Allyson hasn’t said a word and as I watch the other woman from the corner of my eye, I see an excited gleam in her eyes. She loves this confrontation and I have a feeling she’s expecting it to end in her favor. She’s going to be surprised though because I believe Evan, and I know he won’t back down. He’s done enough to stay in his fathers’ good graces, and he’s finally done.

  The woman walks toward Bruce and puts her hand on his arm. “I think you should give him time to think about the consequences of his actions if he moves forward with…her.”

  “Jeez, Allyson. I don’t need time.” Evan seethes and gets to his feet. “I’m thirty-five years old and I’ve been old enough to make my own decisions for sometime. I just chose to keep my mouth shut and do what was expected of me to give me time to get my life back together after Brittany died.” He takes a step toward his father. “You remember her, right Dad? Your daughter, the one you left to die alone. She would have done too, if I hadn’t been there for her.”

  “Leave Brittany out of this,” Bruce shouts, but I don’t miss the flash of pain that slips across his face.

  “You and Mom have never faced up to what happened to her, and I’ve paid the price. I’m not doing it anymore.” Evan goes silent so I stand and slip my arm around his back. He glances at me and with a soft smile he places a kiss on my forehead. He says, looking at me, “I have everything I could ever want in front of me.” He turns to his father. “I was planning on doing this on Monday, but I quit. I’ll be in the office Monday to pass over files and to brief the staff on what I’ve been working on. I’ll also hand you an official letter of resignation.”

  His father seems to deflate before our eyes, but something tells me this is all an act. Oh, he’s surprised that his son is
leaving the company, but I don’t trust him to not hurt Evan.

  I shouldn’t really interfere, but I can’t handle this anymore. I want Evan to have some peace and he isn’t going to be getting any as long as the others are in the room.

  “I think you both need to leave,” I say strongly, even though my belly quivers with nerves.

  “Well, really.” Allyson stamps her foot to my surprise. It seems to annoy the woman all the more that she couldn’t control her frustration. “You don’t have the right to ask us to leave.”

  Evan curses. “Yes, she does. She’s the woman I love and wherever I am, Jessie belongs and has rights. So, I’m done with this. It’s the weekend and I want to spend it with Jessie instead of arguing with the two of you.” He places his arm around my shoulders and brings me against his body. “Jessie asked you to leave.” I feel him glare over the top of my head.

  “I’m your father!”

  “Then act like it!” I snap, turning my face toward the arrogant man. “I’m sure you know how to get ahold of Evan when you remember you have a son.”

  Bruce’s cheeks are dark with anger but he keeps his mouth closed and stomps from the apartment. Allyson takes her sweet time until Evan adds, “That includes you too. You’ve overstayed your welcome. I’ll let the doorman know to kick you out if you try and get up here again.”

  “She’s made you hate me,” Allyson whines, turning on the tears.

  Evan laughs. “No she didn’t. You did that all on your own.” He shakes his head. “The door is behind you, use it.”

  The moment Allyson leaves and the door bangs shut, I wrap my arms around Evan’s neck. “I’m so sorry you had that to deal with.”