Oneshots - Kayce Dutton Book 2

Little Sister Caught - Smut-ish

Request - a story where the reader is Travis's sister and is super overprotective of her he does not know about them and catch's them in there barn if you catch my drift.

"You're gonna leave a mark," You whispered out.

Kayce didn't seem to either hear you or care as his lips pressed against the sensitive skin along your neck. He let his teeth graze slightly as a shiver ran down your spine.

"We need to get back out there," You giggled as Kayce's hands pulled your lower half against his.

Kayce walked you backwards until you felt the stall wall against you. One of his hands moved up, behind your neck and tangled in your hair, his lips pressing against your ear.

"Kayce..." You moaned out.

"Do you ever stop talkin'?" Kayce smirked as his lips found yours.

You kissed him deeply, having missed him over the past two weeks you had gone with your brother over to Billings and then north some to do some horse shows. Typically, you were here, at the Yellowstone, working for John Dutton and making out with his youngest son as often as you could...well, maybe a whole lot more than just making out.

"Missed you," Kayce's lips were warm as he kissed you back. "Ain't allowed...to go off...for that long...again."

"Oh yeah?' You giggled as you bit down on his bottom lip. "Then put a ring on it, cowboy."

"Say yes and I will," Kayce flipped you around in his arms, your back pressed against his front.

You could feel his warm breath across your cheek as his fingers played with the buttons on your dress. Your hands rested against his hips pressing into yours as Kayce' fingers dragged up your thighs, pulling your dress along.

"I missed you..." You leaned your head back against Kayce's shoulder.

"Mmmm," Kayce hummed as his fingers danced over your panties.

"Hey!" A loud voice boomed over the barn.

Kayce and you sprung apart as you looked over to see your brother standing at the stall door, his eyes murderous.

"Fuck," Kayce muttered.

"Yeah," Travis started to march over to Kayce, but you were faster, standing in between them with your hands coming up to hold Travis back.

"T...come on," You pleaded. "This ain't what it looks like."

"Looks like I'm gonna kill this mother fucker in his own damn barn," Travis snarled, his eyes still on Kayce.

"No one is killing anyone," You rolled your eyes.

"This is my sister!" Travis snapped at Kayce.

"I'm aware," You heard Kayce mumbled and glanced over your shoulder to glare at him.

"Not helping," You sighed.

"She's twenty-five years old," Kayce held out his hand.

"Don't give a fuck if she were fifty," Travis tried to step but you blocked him. "You ain't gonna mess with her."

"He's not messing with me," You looked up at your brother. "Just calm down."

"Calm down?" Travis finally looked down at you. "He hand his fucking hands all over you!"

"I know," You nodded.

"Don't you fucking touch her again!" Travis pointed a finger at Kayce.

"Wasn't the first time," Kayce snapped back.