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I look up at him, at the gifts spread out before me, then back at Kingsley. He looks… joyful. Excited.Alive. I hope I had a little something to do with that.
I crouch next to the pile of presents and pull the ribbon off the box, carefully opening the lid. When I see what’s inside, I blink a few times, unsure I can trust what’s in front of me. “Wh… How… What? H-how did you know…?”
I saw this dress at the first place we visited this morning. I have no reason to wear it and even less means with which to purchase it. This dress cost nearly three thousand dollars. I can’t imagine what’s in the other bags and how much all this cost him.
I don’t realize I’m crying until Kingsley kneels next to me, taking my hands in his.“What did I do? I thought it was a good present, but is it too much? I want you to come with me to the party. As my date,” he rushes to say.
I’m having a hard time catching up with everything that’s happening.
“And I saw you looking at that dress earlier,” he continues. The poor guy looks like he’s about to have a panic attack. “I thought you liked it, so I had Ben go back and get it, along with everything else you’ll need, but if you want a different gown–”
“Kingsley, this is incredible,” I whisper, hoping to stop him from spiraling. “These are happy tears. A little overwhelming, but in a good way because I can’t believe you did this for me.” I look over the dress, and it’s even more stunning than I remember. “It must have cost you a fortune. I don’t even know what to say.”
“Say you’ll go with me,” Kingsley murmurs as he stands to his full height. He holds out his hand, helping me up.
“I’ll go with you,” I automatically respond.
Kingsley smiles and pulls me closer. His hands find my hips, keeping me anchored to him while I loop my arms around his neck. “Say you’ll stay with me tonight. I promise we won’t do anything you’re uncomfortable with.”
“And if I’m comfortable with everything?” I ask softly.
Kingsley growls, and the next thing I know, he's sweeping me into his arms and carrying me toward his bedroom, bridal style. I giggle at his eagerness and then gasp when he tosses me onto his bed, falling on top of me and kissing me breathless again.
“Need you naked, angel. Need to see all of you. Every single inch.” He sounds like he’s in pain.
Kingsley is not the kind of man to beg for anything, but I hear the raw hunger in his voice. Knowing he wants me that much makes me feel unbelievably sexy and powerful.
I push him off me, giving him what I hope is a sexy, teasing smile. It must work because his eyes turn dark and stormy the moment he realizes this is going to happen, that I want him as much as he wants me.
I start unbuttoning my blouse, but Kingsley stops me. I give him a questioning look, but he kisses the tip of my nose and unbuttons my shirt for me. He continues to undress me slowly, taking off my bra, skirt, and tights, scattering sweet kisses along my skin as he goes.
When I’m fully naked before him, Kingsley stands back and looks me over from head to toe. I can’t believe this sculpted Greek god of a man finds my curves attractive, but looking at him now, there’s no doubt he likes what he sees. His jaw tenses, his nostrils flare, and his hands clench into fists at his sides. The already impressive bulge in his pants swells even bigger, making me lick my lips.
“Jesus Christ, you’re even better than I imagined. Get on the bed, baby, and spread your legs. Let me see your pretty pussy.”
I don’t hesitate to follow his command. Once I’m spread out for him on the bed, he stands in front of me and stares right between my legs. I should be shy or embarrassed, but the way he’s looking at me banishes every single thought except that one word. More.
He wipes a hand down his face and shakes his head as if pulling himself from a trance. Slowly, Kingsley peels off his shirt, revealing his hard, delicious muscles. I can't wait to feel them pressed against my chest while he slides in and out of me.
My dirty thoughts have more wetness leaking from me. It drips down my slit and tickles my back entrance, making me shiver. Kingsley practically snarls, his eyes locked onto my core. He makes quick work of the rest of his clothes and strokes his massive cock.
“I don’t even know where to begin,” he says more to himself than to me.
His confession makes me bold. I slide my hand down my torso and dip my fingers into my pussy, rubbing my clit and then spreading myself open for him. “How about right here?”
“Fuck,” he groans, falling to his knees and dragging my ass to the edge of the bed.
Kingsley bats my hand away and buries his face between my thighs, sucking on my folds and making me cry out.He has me so on edge from undressing me that my orgasm slams into me as soon as he makes contact. I twist beneath him on the bed, but he tightens his hold on my thighs, pinning me in place while he laps up my release.
“Again,” he says into my throbbing cunt, licking me up and down, over and over, keeping me right on the edge and then throwing me over into another orgasm.
He places sloppy, open-mouthed kisses up my stomach and between my breasts while I float back down to earth. When he kisses me, I taste myself on him and moan, deepening our kiss until he pulls back and gasps for air.
“Ready, love?” he asks, rubbing his hard cock up and down my slit.
“Yes,” I breathe, nodding.
“Do you trust me?"
