Chapter 16. That Kind of Fun

I have never submitted to my husband the way I did tonight when his lips claimed mine. The minute my brain seemed to register we were being kissed, I submitted wholly to him, consciously spreading my legs, so he could settle between them.

I let my hands remain at my sides, ignoring the urge to touch the soft tendrils of his hair as his tongue pushed at my throat, letting him know that I am at his mercy. 

But Kian had never been the merciful kind.

He pulled away the moment my core began throbbing with my need. A soft cry left my lips, and Kian hovered over me, an amused smile on his lips. It was then I realized he is without clothes, and he would have been completely naked if not for the boxers that hung low on his hips.

I rose a brow at him. “Don’t tell me my mother saw you like this”.

“Is that an interpretation for, did your mother meet me at the door with nothing but my boxers on me, while sporting a hard on? Then yes”.

I nearly died of emb