“Igetit.” She leaned in to kiss him. “I wasjoking.”
His gaze narrowed as he studied her. “Didn’tfeellike joking,” he quietly said. “Talkto me.”
They stared at each other for a long moment, Ken waiting her out before she blinked first. “I don’t like feeling helpless,” she admitted. “You know that.”
“Dewi, there exists averylong list of adjectives I’d use to describe you, and helpless is nowhere on it. Even now, with you pregnant.”
“You want to get laid or not?” she snarked. “I’mfine. It’s an adjustment, is all. Like I don’t drive my Saleen in first gear, except in limited circumstances. I feel like I dropped from fifth gear to first without adequate time to downshift properly, and I’m still…adjusting. I wasn’t prepared for all of this, is all.”
He finally brought her hands to his lips and kissed them before releasing her. “If you’re sure.”
“I’m sure.” She leaned in to kiss him. “I should get brownie points for adjusting as well as I have so far.”
He arched an eyebrow at her. “Seriously?”
“What?”
The eyebrow gained more altitude. “Adjusted?”
“Well, I have. Sort of.”
He snorted, which made her snort. Before long, they were both laughing. He rolled them onto their sides with her nestled in his arms. “Youalmostsaid that with a straight face,” he noted.
She rubbed noses with him. “I should get a cookie forthat, too.”
“Yes, you should. You should get allll the cookies,” he assured her. “I’ll even bake them for you myself.” Then he kissed her, and Dewi finally managed to shut down her brain.
There were far more enjoyable things to do at this moment than grouse about her older brother being an overprotective prick.
Like the feel and taste and scent of Ken kissing her. He always had this way of starting to kiss her, and then practically creating a direct link from his soul straight to hers.
Nota complaint.
Because unlike anyone she’d been with before him, she felt…connectedto him.
Her sweet, geeky mate, who had a way of speaking directly to her soul.
Ken was only two years older than her. But his world-weary soul sometimes felt so much older than hers, and that was despite her much greater, and darker, real-world experiences.
Whenever they were together, however, it seemed like the entire world melted away around them.
No one had ever quieted her mind before the way Ken could.
Like perfection was a completely achievable state of being.
He nuzzled and kissed his way along her jaw, down her throat, and her hands threaded in his hair. He worked his way lower, down the valley between the swell of her breasts, to her slightly rounded tummy.
There, he pressed a lingering kiss, nearly bringing her to tears over how sweet and tender he was.
Or maybe that’s pregnancy hormones hitting me again.
When he looked up at her, his playful, sexy smile lit her soul. Then he continued his descent, nudging her thighs apart as he settled there and flicked his tongue along her pussy.
“Mmm!” She closed her eyes and settled in when he hooked his hands under and around her thighs.
He was just getting started.
Her hands caressed his head, his shoulders, her fingers eventually gripping his and holding on.
