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“Kingston, no, I don’t need one,” Jazz insists when I tell her to pick out a hat. “You’ve already done so much.”
I bump her shoulder with mine. “You can’t go to Disneyland and not get a set of Mickey ears with your name on it. Everyone knows that, Jazz.”
Belle points to a pink princess hat, complete with a tiny crown in between the ears. “Yeah, Jazz. Everyone knows that. Duh.”
Jazz laughs as she retrieves the hat from the shelf. “Okay, okay. Looks like I’m getting a set of Mickey ears.”
New hats in place, we go through another round of pictures, this time in front of the Walt statue. Jazz insists on getting a selfie with me, and right before I click the button, both girls plant a big kiss on each one of my cheeks.
Jazz smiles when she sees how well the photo turned out. “That’s my new screensaver.”
Mine, too.
She forwards the pic to her phone, and then we’re off to see the princesses. The entire day is filled with lots of squealing from Belle and countless smiles from Jazz, while I simply take it all in. Well, minus that one part when Jazz was trying to hold her lunch in on the teacups. Ainsley and I have had several nannies take us to Disney over the years, but I can’t ever remember having fun like I am now. It almost feels like I’m experiencing it for the first time, through a child’s eyes. We end the evening in front of Sleeping Beauty’s castle, watching the fireworks. Belle falls asleep in my arms about halfway through the show, completely zonked out.
“How can she possibly sleep through this?” I ask Jazz, dumbfounded.
She laughs. “Kids, man. They’ll pass out anywhere. When their little bodies are done, they’re done.”
Jazz loops her arm through mine and rests her head on my shoulder as we watch the finale. As pyrotechnics light up the sky, it’s almost too easy to forget what we have waiting for us back home. This, right here... I could stay in this moment forever.
CHAPTER TWENTY
JAZZ
“You are the sweetest, most thoughtful man alive.” I pepper kisses along the length of Kingston’s jaw. “Thank you for such a perfect weekend.”
He growls when my teeth clamp down on his earlobe. “Fuck, I need inside of you. Keeping it PG for two days straight has been killing me.”
I pull back with a smile. “All the more reason for us to get extra dirty tonight.”
Kingston’s eyes glow with excitement. “How dirty?”
I walk backward, stripping my clothes off along the way. I’m down to nothing but a thong when we reach Kingston’s bedroom, so I turn around and grip the edge of the mattress, bending over. I look over my shoulder and see his lust-drenched gaze devouring every inch of my skin.
I slowly slide my panties off and kick them away. “You gonna stand there staring all night?”
“Fuck.” Kingston bites his knuckles. “I don’t know where I want to start first.”
I wiggle my butt. “Does this give you an idea?”
One second he’s five feet away, and in the next, Kingston’s large hands are pushing me into the mattress, spreading my ass cheeks. I squeal when I feel his tongue where no tongue has gone before.
“Soooooo good.” My moans are muffled by the comforter, but there should be no doubt how much I’m enjoying this, based on how enthusiastically I’m pushing back into him.
Kingston points his tongue and swirls it around while he inserts a finger into my pussy, pumping it in and out. He does this until I feel like I’m going to combust, then he suddenly pulls away and flips onto his back, feet planted on the ground while his upper body is on the mattress between my spread thighs. He swipes his talented tongue through my folds, while the finger that was just inside of me moves to my backside. Kingston's finger presses against the little rosebud while he suctions his lips around my clit and pulls. Right before I fall, he eases that finger inside my ass, pumping it in and out as I ride his face through an orgasm. I tense when he adds a second finger, causing the skin to burn.
“Relax, baby,” he coos. “I’m going to make you feel so fucking good.”
I breathe through the pinching sensation, and sure enough, as soon as I relax my muscles back there, it no longer hurts. There’s pressure, sure, and it’s a foreign feeling being so full, but it’s not unpleasant. Kingston continues stretching my tight hole as he licks my pussy until I’m screaming through two more orgasms. I’m a boneless heap as he withdraws his fingers and opens the drawer to his nightstand, removing a small bottle of lube, tossing it on the mattress.
“You sure about this?”
I arch my spine languidly. “So sure. Although, don’t be concerned if I can’t move all that much. I think you just turned me into Jell-O.”
He smiles. “Don’t worry, baby, just lie there and let me take care of you.”
It takes Kingston only a matter of seconds to undress before he’s kneeling on the bed, grabbing the back of my neck and pushing inside of me.
