All Chapters of Porter's Reward: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“Did you have a fling with her?” I demanded. My anger building at a dramatic rate. A sense of blind panic was taking over. I had a billion questions that I needed immediate answers for. “No.” “Are you now?” “No.” Liar! My mind was screaming not to believe him. Especially because I wanted to, so much. What else could she have been trying to press? I felt crippling betrayal. How could he do this to me? I’d thought he was so different from the others. “Are we going to go in?” He keyed open the door and swung it wide. Mouth tight I walked past him and straight in. Not looking back as I aimed straight for the shower. The one place I knew he’d have no right to enter. I quickly stripped and hopped beneath the warm water. Letting it settle over me like a soothing balm. Kane… He was all I could think about. I wanted to tell Logan to go fu

“I don’t want to go. I don’t want it to be like before.” I said the words. Realizing what they really meant. “I want to be with you, Kane.” The words were impossibly hard to say. But once uttered, I felt as though I giant weight had lifted off me. I waited in fearful anticipation of his response. Still, it was the last thing I expected. “For how long this time, Angel?” I was a bit wounded. Having hoped that he would give me some grand declaration of returning affections. Instead, he sounded a bit skeptical. “For always.” “You sure about that?” There was a crack in his voice that told me despite his off-handed responses, this conversation was dreadfully important to him. “More sure then I’ve ever been about anything.” “Then let me do what I need to do. Breathe. Stay here. And give me time to build the world you want.” “Build the world?” I laughed softly. “This isn’t a video game, Kane.” “No. But I’ve lear

“Mom!” I cried in objection. “You’re meddling again.” “Someone has to. Sometimes, for such a smart girl, you’ve all the sense of a runaway train.” “I love you too.” I said dryly. But I could hear the affection in her voice as she said it. I knew she wasn’t being cruel. “It’s coming down to it.” I sighed. “He wants to know where I’m at in the pseudo-relationship.” “Is it pseudo? He sure didn’t seem to think so.” “Well, I can’t really tell anyone.” “Why the hell not!” Her outrage was growing. She was going to set off these machines if she didn’t settle down. I gave them a nervous look. She groaned in aggravation and sat quietly. Closing her eyes until the beeps became regular again. “Be careful, Mom.” I urged. Patting her arm in a soothing way. “I’m calm. I’m calm.” She nodded. Talking more levelly. “Tell me why you wouldn’t want the whole world to know that man is yours?” “I do. It’s just…I just…” She was giving me a patient look. “I’m his supervisor. And Logan uses that to

I caught the stool and turned it. Pointing his knees at me. I swept my hair back into a ponytail and began lowering before him. He set the fork down and turned slightly to offer me more. His eyes riveted on me. His lips parted and I looked up, observing his face as I wrapped my lips around the knobbed tip of him. Letting my soft lips glide over the tip and take him fully into my cheek. Tucking my teeth and rubbing along the side of him with my tongue. He gave a long groan of pleasure. “Holy shit.” “You like that?” I lifted my head to whisper. “I fucking love it. More.” He caught my head and guided me back down to him. I obediently put my mouth back on him. Drawing him in further, until I felt him just brushing the back of my throat. The chair creaked as his ass flexed. Straining to push him deeper into me. “It’s so hot.” He panted in objection to the raging temperature combining with what I was doing to him. I c

I almost couldn’t believe I’d admitted out loud. That I want to belong to him. I could imagine life with Kane being just what he’d shown me so far. Pleasant evenings in his blue jeans making dinner together, drinking sweet wines, going for drives in his fancy blue spider that smelled of leather and his woodsy cologne, even him going off to do what was needed at the Red Tar while I waited eagerly for him to return. Keeping his bed warm. Then waking to blearily watch him pull on his shorts to go for his run. Then falling back asleep until my alarm blared. Then rising and going to the kitchen to get my thermos, already full and warm and steaming with the fresh brew, he made me every morning. Walking into that office and seeing his handsome features across from me. Knowing he’s mine. And I’m his. That was getting me wet. All of it. I swallowed the lump in my throat. Watching his f