Dewi grabbed his head, moaning now as he sucked her nipple into his mouth. Wouldn’t be long before he wouldn’t feel right about doing this with her until their baby was weaned, so he figured he’d better enjoy it while he could.
Soft whimpers escaped her as she tried to rock against his hand. He released her nipple and tugged the bodice back into position while glancing around.
Still safe.
“Look at me, baby,” he said.
She forced her eyes open and met his gaze.
“This has been one wild year. Back then, that night we met, you took control, didn’t you?”
She nodded.
“Tonight,I’min control.” He started finger-banging her. “So you’d better be my good girl andcomefor me,rightnow.”
The shock and ecstasy mixed on her face as she did nearly made him come right there. He hadn’t been sure if that would work, but apparently it had because he felt her pussy clamping around his fingers as her orgasm washed through her.
Once he was certain she’d finished, he pulled his fingers from between her thighs and then put them to her lips. “Open.”
She did, eagerly sucking on them and licking her juices off them and making his cock throb with every pull of her mouth.
“Good girl,” he whispered. “God, I can’t believe how fucking lucky I am to have you.” He pulled his fingers free and kissed her, pressing her back against the seat, his tongue plunging into her mouth as hers met him stroke for stroke.
He pulled her hand onto his erection, so she could feel it through his slacks. “I’ve been hard most of the night, baby. I hope you have plans for it.”
She smiled, but it looked sweetly sated and come-drunk. “I do.”
* * *
Dewi
Boy, did she.
No, she’d never tolerated a “good girl” in bed before. Not before Ken.
So many firsts he’d experienced with her, but there were plenty of firsts she’d experienced with him, too.
Like coming on command. That wasdefinitelya first no one had ever done with her before.
No one had ever been brave enough to try—not that she would have let them. Not even Beck.
Ken was the first person she’d dropped her walls with, gave herself to because she knew she owned him just as thoroughly as he owned her.
Her mate.
Her fuckinghotgeeky grazer mate, and holy shit, she’d deck anyone who ever tried to insult him.
She’d loved Beck but never been “in” love with him.
Thank goodness.
Because if Beck even felt a fraction for Nami of what Dewi felt for Ken, she knew he had to be much happier than when they were together.
Ken gave her one last kiss and then they headed home. He made her recline her seat so he could hike her dress up even more, and reach over and play with her breasts, which he’d once again freed from the bodice of the dress. By the time they finally reached home, Dewi was moments away from ripping the seatbelt out of the way and trying to ride him right there in the SUV.
“Come on, baby,” he said, smiling. “Let’s take this upstairs.”
Duncan wasn’t home yet from taking Badger to the airport, meaning they still had the house to themselves for a little while. Ken paused to put the cheesecake away in the fridge. Then he pulled Dewi into his arms, rucking her dress up again so he could squeeze her ass. “I think that needs to come all the way off now. I want to watch you walk up those stairs ahead of me.”
