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Ken always seems unflappable but I seem to have shocked him with my confession. He stares down at me, looking a little heartbroken and I swallow hard. Those brown eyes hold a mixture of guilt and sadness, and I want to kiss both feelings away. I can’t help it. Everything in me wants to take care of this man who takes care of everyone else.
“That will never happen,” he says, his voice low and determined. I look away, not really believing him, no matter how much I want to. How can he be so sure? “I mean it, Gracie. You’re perfect for me.”
I shake my head no, but really, I want him to prove it to me.
As if reading my thoughts, Ken chuckles and leans down, his lips hovering an inch above mine. “You don’t seem to believe my words, so why don’t I show you how much I want you? Let me worship you, my perfect pixie.”
I barely get the chance to agree before his lips are on mine. The kiss is slower than the one we shared last week, more deliberate and focused.
Ken slips his hands under the hem of the large T-shirt I'm wearing and teases me with light, barely there touches as he sips from my mouth, drawing out a soft moan from somewhere deep inside of me.
“Please,” I murmur, giving myself over to him. I can’t get enough of his touch.
He continues trailing his massive hands up my body, inching my shirt up as he goes. Ken brushes his thumbs across the underside of my breasts, causing an unexpected shiver to run through me.
I forgot I’m only dressed in my sleep shirt, a fact that Ken seems to appreciate.
He groans into our kiss, the vibrations running through me and settling in my lower belly, creating an intense pressure. His tongue slowly drags across the roof of my mouth, making me whimper as he pulls away. I automatically follow him, wanting more of this slow burn.
He smirks at me, his eyes growing dark and heavy with desire. “Do you trust me, Gracie? Is it okay for me to kiss you everywhere?”
“Every-everywhere?” I stutter out.
Ken growls, the rough rumble of his voice so primal and possessive. “Can I taste the sweetness between your thighs? I’ve been dreaming about how you taste.”
His words boost my confidence. He’s been dreaming about going down on me? I think I can help him make that a reality.
“Yes,” I practically whine. “I trust you, Ken,” I whisper. He breathes me in before placing a sweet kiss on the side of my neck.
Ken continues to inch my shirt higher and higher until he finally lifts it over my head. His lips immediately latch on to my bare breast, sucking at my nipple and rubbing his tongue on the sensitive peak.
“So beautiful, Gracie,” he whispers before pulling away.
My world turns upside down—literally—as Ken tosses me over his shoulder like I weigh nothing. I shriek and then laugh, kicking out my legs.
My caveman tosses me down on the bed, making my extra weight jiggle. I cover up my belly, even though he’s already seen it. How could I possibly measure up to the shredded god of a man standing before me? I hear him growl before he kneels over me with one knee on the bed. Ken grabs my wrists and pins them above my head with one of his massive hands, while the other hand slides down my body, tracing the contours of my chest, my torso, and my rounded belly.
“You’re perfect, Gracie, my sweet Gracie,” he murmurs.
I think he’s going to kiss me, but instead, Ken rubs his nose against mine before trailing his lips and nose down my neck, over my collarbone, between my breasts, and lower, lower, lower…
He nips at the soft flesh of my belly, sending a jolt of electricity to my throbbing clit, followed by a warm rush of wetness dripping out of my pussy. Ken takes a deep breath and lets go of my wrists, sliding the rest of the way down my body so he can focus on my pussy.
Ken slides my panties down my legs, and I squirm, equal parts fascinated, turned on, and a little nervous.
“I fuckingsmellhow much you want me,” he grunts, spreading my thighs apart and running his nose up and down my slit. I close my eyes, not sure what to do with his attention. Some animalistic sound rumbles out of him. I can feel his need as it vibrates through me, making my nipples and clit ache. My channel clenches as more of my arousal leaks out.
Ken growls hungrily as he slides his tongue up and down my pussy, parting my folds. I force my eyes open and look down at his muscular back, rippling and flexing as he devours me. It feels like his tongue is everywhere at once—in my entrance, traveling through my folds, swirling around my clit. It’s everywhere, and it’s consuming me completely. It’s all I can focus on. The intense feeling. The wet, smacking sounds. The pressure and heat.
It makes me even hotter knowing he’s loving this. The greedy way he’s grabbing my ass, the hungry, desperate moans, the eagerness for more. It’s all showing me how much pleasure he gets from this. His rough palms slide to the back of my knees and he shoves my legs open wider, pinning them to the bed so he can sit back and stare at me. Ken growls and dives back in, licking me with fury, pushing deeper, harder, faster.
I reach down and tangle my fingers in his hair, pulling him closer. Ken lifts his head briefly, locking his gaze on mine. God, he looks possessed. Feral, even. Did I really do that to him?
He dips his head back down, this time sinking his teeth into my inner thigh, first one, and then the other, before licking away the sting.
“Oh, god…” I breathe out, spreading my legs wider for him.
“Feel good, Tinker Bell?”
