CHAPTER 11
ELIZA
Kendrick’s large, calloused hand is warm against my hip where he’s slid it up underneath the shirt I’m wearing. Well, it’s his shirt which I slipped on last night when we were getting ready for bed. I was exhausted, but it’s to be expected when your life is turned upside down.
At least the guys were thankful for the dinner I cooked them. It was the least I could do after Kendrick didn’t hesitate to come and pick me up as my life was crumbling around me. After having a chance to think about what happened, I’m not surprised and I’m able to accept it.
What happened yesterday was perfectly in line with how they’ve treated me my entire life, but with a lot more yelling, since I wasn’t doing what they wanted. For the first time I didn’t give in. But you know what? I’d rather follow my heart than their expectations for me.
While I was cooking last night, Harold wasn’t far away. It was almost like he was watching over me. I found it oddly comforting considering he’s not someone I know very well.
Harold made it feel like he was opening his house, and his heart, to me. He’s not what I was expecting with the energy Kendrick always had whenever talking about his dad.
“Good morning,” Kendrick rumbles, his lips grazing my neck and making me shiver in his arms. His voice is still layered with sleep which makes him sound sexier, “I’m not going to be able to wake up without you in my arms from now on.”
“That sounds a little like a threat,” I sass him.
His laughter vibrates against my back as he pulls his shirt a little farther up my body until it’s tucked under my breasts. I still in his arms, unsure of what he’s planning on doing. I’m not scared; I’m curious.
“I’ve got you,” he murmurs.
The resolve in his voice, and the sure way he touches me, has my body melting back against his. I let out a gasp when he rolls me until I’m underneath him and he’s hovering above me. The heat from his body is delicious and an entirely new sensation.
I’m not even sure I can put it into words, but there’s something solid and present about Kendrick.
It heightens everything whenever he’s close by.
I guess he’s going to be close by a lot more.
Really, I shouldn’t even be here right now.
If you were to ask just about anyone, they would say I should be at Arden’s house.
But I don’t want to be anywhere other than right here. How did things move so quickly with this man?
Kendrick whipping his shirt off my body has my arms tensing while I stare up at him. I want to cover myself, but from the way his eyes darken as he looks me over has me fighting against the feeling. I like the way he’s looking at me. It makes me feel powerful.
“Fuck, you’re gorgeous.” His voice soothes my worry, and my arms fall completely back onto the bed. I didn’t realize I had been tensing them and was about to cover myself from his gaze.
He closes the distance between us, the weight of his much larger body holding me captive against the mattress underneath me. As he runs the tip of his nose along my jaw and then down my neck, I let out a breathy moan before I reach up and run my hands over his shoulders.
All he had on when he slid into bed next to me last night, which wasn’t nearly as awkward as I thought it was going to be, were a pair of briefs. He still has them on. Now, though, his hard cock is straining against the cotton fabric.
“Can I taste you?”
I blink up at him and blurt, “You can do whatever you want to me.”
Kendrick’s full lips tug up into a grin that is all trouble. “Oh?” His voice coaxes me with its naughtiness, “And why is that?” He tilts his head to the side slightly as he peers down at me. “Why can I do whatever I want to you?”
My breathing becomes shallow as he brings his lips back to my skin to kiss and nip down my chest until his mouth is hovering over my breast. When he licks his lips and at me, the hunger he’s feeling is clear to see in his darkened eyes.
He demands an answer without saying a word and the truth slides from my lips, “Because I’m yours.”
“That’s right,” he growls before sucking my nipple into his mouth.
My back bows off the bed and I let out a sound of pure need from deep in my chest. His tongue circles my nipple before he nips at my skin. When he pops off the hardened peak, I mewl and try to pull him back down to me by the grip I have on his shoulders.
The chuckle he lets out is deep and sexy as hell. “Such a good girl for me,” he praises and my body heats.
As if I’m not on fire already.
“Kendrick,” I whine just as he gives my other nipple the same attention.
I almost don’t notice his other hand sliding down my ribcage, but then his fingers are gliding underneath my panties. My pussy clenches around nothing and I have to bite my lip to stop myself from begging him to fuck me.
“I’m going to show you why you’re going to want to wake up next to me for the rest of our lives,” he growls, his words a promise which I have no doubt he is going to follow through on.
He slides down my body, nipping at my skin as he moves.
When he bites the underside of my breast, I let out a moan that surprises the hell out of me.
The groan of approval he lets out has me tilting my hips in the hope he’ll touch me where I need him to instead of teasing his fingers back and forth right under the top of my panties.
“Why are you teasing me, Kendrick?” I pant the question while my legs widen as his mouth gets to my belly button and I can feel his breath against my skin there.
“Because it’ll be so much better when I finally tip you over the edge. You’re going to be coming all over my tongue before I’ll allow you to get out of bed.”
I almost crawl out of my skin when he grips the top of my panties with his teeth and starts to tug them down.
I lift my hips and try not to vibrate with the need coursing through me.
He doesn’t stop until he’s tugged my panties down over my feet and lets them drop to the bed as he sits back on his feet.
His eyes start at my feet and slowly, so fucking slowly, move up my legs.
“Kendrick,” my voice is all warning and plea in equal measure.
What am I warning him about? What am I begging for?
I don’t even know.
But from the way his eyes light up, he does.
He leans forward and then nudges his shoulders between my legs. My thighs frame his head before I even really know what is happening. His words from moments ago really filter through the lust haze I’m completely lost in. That combined with where he is, has it all coming together for me.
Finally.
“Oh,” I breathe, “that’s what you meant by taste me. No one has ever done that before.”
His eyes snap up to meet mine and he grunts, “Knowing I’m the first man tasting you is not helping me stop myself from burying my cock inside of you until you’re seeing stars.”
“Damn it,” I curse him, “you can’t say things like that.”
“True things?” The question is all challenge, the smirk on his face only making it more apparent.
When he hovers his mouth against my inner thigh and starts to move up toward my pussy, I freeze in place. I don’t even breathe.
Kendrick chuckles, the sound rippling along my flesh and making my already soaked pussy even wetter. I want to press my thighs together and rub, to try and get some relief, but I can’t. He’s between my thighs and from the way he’s looking at me, he won’t be moving until after he gets what he wants.
He holds my gaze as he spreads my pussy lips apart with his fingers. The deep breath he takes is the only warning I get before his mouth covers me and he eats me like a man dying of thirst who comes across his first mirage.
My hips rock against his mouth, my body seeking the pleasure I’m desperate for. He moans with his mouth against my pussy, and I have to clamp my hand over my mouth to stop the shriek from echoing around the room. It only makes him double his efforts.
I’m completely lost. My eyes roll back inside my head as I moan, not caring if anyone can hear me. I’m too far gone at this point.
I grip the sheet underneath me with one hand, the other going for Kendrick’s hair.
His tongue lashes against my clit and my thighs start tightening around his head.
While I might be holding him in place, I’m not in charge and it becomes obvious when he plunges two fingers inside of my pussy and hooks them just right.
My entire body jolts and right before I tip over the edge, I shout, “Kendrick.”
He says something, but his words are muffled against my pussy, and my ears are filled with the sound of the blood rushing through my veins. His fingers pump in and out of me, prolonging my orgasm into something otherworldly.
I’m a mess, my hair flying back and forth along with my head as my body tries to levitate off the bed with how hard I’m arching my back. It feels like I’m suspended there, right at the pinnacle of bliss. And then I crash back down.
I’m breathing hard as my body goes completely boneless. I blink a few times, trying to clear the haze coating my vision.
By the time I come back to myself, Kendrick is next to me with his head propped up and a smug look on his face. Trust me, he’s earned it.
I’m still twitching.
I let out a long breath as my heart finally starts to slow and no longer feels like it’s trying to leap out of my chest. “Wow,” I murmur as I look up at him. “I’m good with waking up next to you for the foreseeable future.”
Kendrick narrows his eyes at me, his voice hard and unyielding, “Forever.”
I hum and reach for him, but he grabs my wrists with one of his large hands. He does it so easily and it could make me feel intimidated, but it doesn’t. It makes me feel protected.
“That was just for you,” he grunts, but I can hear the strain in his voice.
“But,” I start and then dart my eyes down toward where his cock is trying to rip its way through his briefs. When I look at him again, meaningfully, he just grins.