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I kiss her pretty lips to shut her up. “Yes, I did,” I say flatly. “My reasons don’t change that fact, but I want you to know that I’m aware of it because, obviously, I hope it never happens again. I’m not a perfect man, but I am yours, and I will always do my best to take care of you.”
Her hand comes up to caress my jaw. “You did, Milo. It wasn’t the way I asked you to take care of me, but even letting me go to Jonathan when you didn’t want to do what I asked…” She drops my gaze, but only for a moment. “I know it wasn’t easy, and the thought that I hurt you makes me feel sick, but you did let me have what I needed without regard for yourself. You could have grabbed me and hauled me back to your bedroom. You could have pounded on his bedroom door and refused to let it happen, but you didn’t. It irked me in the moment because I really wanted it to be you, and your stubbornness made me so mad, but even then, you made sure I was taken care of. You were ready to raise hell and lock me in a closet when you thought I meant to leave the house and potentially put myself in danger, but you knew Jonathan would take care of me.”
I’m glad she sees it that way. I know it complicated everything and I know it’s selfish as hell, but I’d much prefer she gets everything she needs under my roof than go anywhere else for it. As crazy as this past weekend was, I don’t know how I would have handled a complete separation.
“This is your home. We’re your family now. I want you to be comfortable here—around all of us,” I add.
“I am,” she assures me. “I know it’s new, but I’m very much enjoying living here so far. I love your family.”
I crack a smile and stroke her face. “Good. I want you to know you can always count on me to hold on to you, Kennedy. Ideally, we should never have to navigate something like this again, but life is bound to have bumps in the road. I don’t want you worrying we’ll come apart at the seams every time we go over one. We weren’t well-established when this happened, so it was a rougher ride than it probably needed to be. Things didn’t go the way either of us wanted, and I got caught up in the idea that I could hold tight to an old reality for you, but the unavoidable reality is, we can’t always get back lost things.”
Her gaze drops, but I immediately tip her chin up and bring her gaze back to mine.
“But you don’t need to. We’re here now, and that’s what matters. In a world full of people, we found each other;that’sspecial. Every morning the sun rises and you’re in my arms. Every night I get to kiss you before I fall asleep. It’s all special, Kennedy, and I’ll never lose sight of that. I know the pain of irrevocable loss. I never thought I would love someone again. I thought I had my one love and that part of my life was over because she left too soon. But I love you, Kennedy. I want to walk through life with you, the good times and the bad ones, too. As long as we never let go, we can get through anything, and I never intend to let you go.”
She smiles up at me, her big brown eyes full of love and trust. “I don’t, either.”
I caress her jaw. “Good.” I kiss her lips, then tell her, “Now, if you don’t have anything to add, why don’t you take your pretty little ass to the closet and change into something you want me to take off you.”
She grins, then turns and scampers off to the bathroom.
Peeling off the suit jacket I wore to work, I feel lighter than I have in a while. I loosen my tie before pulling it off altogether, then kick off my shoes since I didn’t have time to when I walked through the door.
When Kennedy comes back in, she’s wearing the pretty white nightie I bought her Friday night and took to the hotel. She never got a chance to put it on that night, but she sure looks incredible in it now.
The sight of her so hopeful yet unsure as she stands there in what she wanted to wear for me that night puts a knot in my chest.
“Come here,” I murmur.
She walks closer, the flirty white skirt fanning out and bouncing as she moves.
God, she’s beautiful.
The fabric covering her tits is sheer enough that I can see the pink outline of her nipples through the material. My cock wakes right up at the sight, pushing at the fabric of my slacks, demanding its freedom.
Kennedy sinks to her knees like an angel without even being told. She sees my cock straining against my fly and wants to relieve my discomfort, so she unbuckles my belt and undoes my pants, then makes quick work of tugging them down.
She doesn’t wait for direction this time. Her soft hand closes around the base of my cock and she pumps it, running her lips along the side and leaving little kisses. Tenderness grips me, and I reach down to caress her face.
It’s not just the sight of her lovely tits pressed against the soft material or the way the skirt flirts, leaving some of her thighs exposed for my viewing pleasure yet hiding the most tantalizing parts of her. It’s the adoring look in her eyes when she gazes up at me. Her desire for me as her tongue darts out and she licks her way from base to tip. When she gets to the head, she wraps her tongue around it, licking it like an ice cream cone.
My hand fists in her hair and my head tips back, but I enjoy looking at her too much to stay that way for long.
She hasn’t done this enough to be well-versed in what she’s doing, so she licks me like an amateur, but an eager one, and that makes all the difference. A skilled tongue performing the act because it’s an expected part of the routine could never match the pleasure she gives me as she bobs eagerly, licking and sucking on my cock without being entirely sure what to do with it.
She makes me smile, but then her tongue finds a sensitive spot and my smile fades.
Fuck, that mouth.
Gently grabbing the back of her skull, I keep my palm firm against her head and guide her to take me deeper. She gags, but remembers to breathe and keeps going until my cock hits the back of her throat. Her brown eyes dart up to mine to see how she’s doing.
“You’re perfect,” I tell her.
Pleasure dances in her eyes and she doubles her efforts.
I guide her and let her suck me for another minute or so, but I can’t stop thinking about getting her pretty little ass on the bed. I want her panties off and my tongue in her cunt. I want her clutching desperately at the sheets and twisting all over the mattress as I wring orgasm after orgasm from her lovely body.
I want to finally know what it feels like to sink my cock inside her.
