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“Is this the part where you tell me to order anything I want and it’s on you?” He scoffs. “Absolutely not. What do you think? That I’m made of money? You can order off the two-for-twenty menu, and if you’re a good girl and eat all your dinner, maybe I’ll splurge and get you a molten chocolate cake for dessert.”
“Are you asking me to fuck you, Kenny?” Oh. “Because I don’t know if I can handle that. Fucking you so you’re better prepared to fuck someone else.”
“Kenny, have you ever thought that maybe you’re not the problem? That maybe the issue is no one has ever let you feel safe and that’s why you’re not affectionate?”
“You’ve never been hotter than you are right now, just so you know.”
“Eyes are up here, wifey.” “I’m a doctor, Rhodes. Aced anatomy, in fact. I know where your eyes are located. I just don’t care right now.”
“This guy just tried to dance with Miller, and she told him that if he touches her again, she’s going to knee him in the balls.”
“I like kissing you.” “Mmm, how did those words feel coming off your tongue?” She smiles against my lips. “Like acid.” I’m so fucked.
“The most beautiful liar I’ve ever met.”
“How someone could be so beautiful and so full of shit at the same time is astounding to me.”
“Why didn’t you come in for post-game treatment?” I huff an exasperated laugh. “And have you rub out my groin in public? Wasn’t exactly trying to let the boys see just how hard I get for my wife.”
“Live, laugh, love, Isaiah. Get your ass on the bed so I can check your injury.”
“You’re going to have to set the pace because I have craved you here, in my bed, since the day we met, and that need has only gotten worse now that I know you. Regardless of whatever bullshit I said while under the spell that was Chili’s, the truth is, I’d fuck you right now if you asked me to. I’d go slow if that’s what you wanted. Or I’d make it rough. But I also can’t read your mind, so again, I’m going to need you to use your words and set the pace.”
His thumb dusts over the freckles of my sternum. “I love these,” he whispers, before shifting to skim the lace of my bralette. “And this…this looks so fucking good on you, Ken. What color is it? White?” I swallow down the nerves. “Yellow.” A grin hitches on his lips as his eyes come back up to find mine, that birthmark I’m obsessed with hidden behind a smile line. “My favorite color.”
“I know. I see you, Kenny, even if you haven’t been looking at me.”
“Touch it,” he commands. “Fucking hell, Kennedy, please just touch it.”
“Oh baby, I told you already. I’m a good boy, especially when I want something.”
“Your hand,” he grits out. “Goddamn, I’ve been dreaming of it, Kenny. Of your mouth. Of your fucking pussy. I bet it’s as perfect as the rest of you, isn’t it?”
“Fuck yourself on me, Ken. Show me what you can do.”
“God, look at you. So fucking beautiful, rubbing your pussy all over me. Are you going to come like this, Kenny?”
“I have never ever been more turned on than I am by you, Kennedy Kay. By this little matching set you wore for me. By your fucking hair bouncing down your back every time you writhe on my cock, and I have never, never been more turned on than I am right now, knowing you’re going to come all over me, and I haven’t even had the pleasure of properly touching you yet.”
“How are you going to help me with this problem, Ken?” “I…um…however you want me to?” He licks his bottom lip. “Are you going to take me in that smart mouth of yours? Suck me off until I’m coming down that pretty throat?”
“You like my cock, Ken?” “I’m not answering that. Your ego is already big enough.” “Mmm,” he hums. “Big was the first adjective on your mind, huh? Wonder why.” I huff a laugh. “Eyes are up here, Kennedy.”
“As much as I would love for you to walk around for the rest of your life with my cum dripping all over you, I need to clean you up.”
“Kennedy,” he laughs incredulously. “How many times have you talked shit about Isaiah Rhodes in the past?” “Yeah, well, he’s my husband. I can talk shit all I want, but it doesn’t mean you can.”
“Rhodes,” he says. “Her last name is Rhodes. Now get your fucking hands off my wife.”
“When I’m constantly thinking about you? When I’m trying my best just to get you to notice me? Or when I’m too busy not touching other women. Because I haven’t laid a finger on anyone other than you. Not once. And not just since we got married. I haven’t even looked at another woman since the day I found out you ended your engagement. I would’ve waited for you since the day I met you had I known you weren’t in love with your fiancé. For years, I thought you were happy with someone else. But I only found out ten months ago, Ken. For the last ten months, I thought I might have a real shot, so
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“Don’t fucking apologize.” He watches me with rapt attention as he peels off his suit jacket and drapes it on the bathroom floor between us. “Now you can get on your knees in front of me.”
“I’ll teach you how to be good, baby, but I’m sure as fuck not going to teach you for anyone else. I’m going to teach you how to be good for me.”
“Good.” He licks across my lips and finishes it with a kiss. “Now, take a deep breath because it’s the last one you’re going to get for a while.”
“You think this is funny? I’m out of my goddamn mind right now. I don’t ever want to see another man touch you again.”
“So pretty like this,” he says. “Mouth full of my cum.” The pad of his thumb traces down the line of my throat. “Now swallow it.”
“Shit,” Isaiah exhales when he climbs onto his knees, eyes focused on the crotch of his pants. “Did you…” “Come?” he finishes the sentence for me. “Yeah.” “From…” This confident man holds no apology in his gaze when he looks up at me, devilish smirk tilted on his lips. “From eating you out. Watching you come. Hearing my name as you did. I couldn’t help it. You turn me on, Kenny. It shouldn’t come as much of a surprise that I came in my fucking pants like some inexperienced dork seeing as you know exactly how obsessed I am with you.”
“You live, laugh, love me?” “God, so fucking much.”
“You know what I’ve never done before? One of those long, sweeping goodbye kisses at the airport.”
“Because I know she killed it and I’m in denial. But I’m happy for her, I truly am. I just want to celebrate her when she tells me in person because we all know I’m not celebrating right now. Until she gets home, I’m going to wallow like a little bitch in private.”
“Did you fucking drive here?” I continue. She shakes her head no, and that settles me for only a moment before she admits, “I ran here.” “That’s eight fucking blocks, Kennedy.” “Yeah. I’m aware.”
“Why the hell would you do that?”
“Because I didn’t want you to be alone.”
She reaches out, hand wrapping around mine to uncoil my fingers. They soften in hers, dropping my car keys into her palm. “Why do you have these?” “Because I couldn’t get a hold of you, and I needed to make sure you were okay.”
“How many times did you make yourself come while you were gone?” “Three,” she pants. “And you didn’t think to call me? Facetime me? Do you understand how fucking pretty you are when you come, Kennedy?”
“I’m thinking it’s about time we consummate this goddamn marriage.”
“You’re doing so good for me, baby. Taking me so well.”
“You’re trying to make me fall in love with you, fucking me like this.”
“I’m going to come,” she whimpers, breaths coming hard and fast. “Please,” I beg. “Please come on my cock. I need it. God, that’s all I’ve ever fucking wanted.”
“I like holding your hand in public.” He doesn’t even try to lower his voice when he adds, “And I like holding your throat in private.”
“Really?” Isaiah holds his hands out. “My own family and no one is going to say hi to me?” “No,” Kai quickly answers.
“Hey, I’m Ryan.” “Kennedy.” “I’ve heard that name so many fucking times,” Ryan laughs to himself. “For fuck’s sake,” Isaiah mutters under his breath.
“You look happy.” Miller nudges her foot to mine, stealing my attention. I give her a small nod in agreement. “I am.” “So when did you and your husband start fucking?” Indy blurts out.
“I can’t. I get really sleepy from tequila.” “Really?” Miller asks. “I get really horny from tequila.” “Jesus, woman.” Kai shakes his head. “You’re a mother.” “Hell yeah, I am.” “I get really married from tequila.” Kennedy holds out her hand for me to give her a high five.
Fucking troublemaker. We all know the only thing Rio has to say is— “I just don’t get why I’m the only single one left. It’s not right.”
