Page 134 of Unsuitable

“Get used to it.” I smile.

His hands leave my head and remove his lounge pants.

It’s in this moment that I discover that Kas doesn’t wear boxer shorts.

“Oh…wow,” I whisper, swallowing nervously.

I’ve known average. But never big.

Kas is big.

His hot gaze meets mine. I see the spark of a grin in his eyes.

Then, he glances down at his impressively sized cock. “Acceptable for you?”

I nearly swallow my tongue at his blatant words. “Mmhmm,” I squeak.

His mouth smiles, and he chuckles. But, very quickly, that laugh disappears when I take my bra off.

“Acceptable?” I dip my chin down at my cleavage, playing him at his own game.

I see his throat work on a swallow.

“Yeah, you could say that.” His words come out on a breath, his voice lined with gravel.

It makes me laugh.

That laughter quickly disappears when Kas moves so quickly that he startles me. He picks me up and tosses me onto his bed.

He climbs up onto the bed and kneels between my parted legs. I rest up onto my elbows and stare up at him.

He’s magnificent. Like a god.

He reaches forward and hooks his fingers into my knickers.

I might not deserve him, but I get to have him. And, selfishly, I’m keeping him.

I lean back, lifting my hips, giving him better purchase to remove my undies.

I watch, nerves swimming in my stomach, as he slowly pulls my knickers down my legs.

His eyes are ablaze and fixed solely on the spot between my legs. He tosses my knickers to the floor, never once looking away from me.

His eyes graze up my stomach, over my breasts, and finally rest on my face. “You’re so fucking beautiful. I don’t deserve you, Daisy.”

His words grip a tight hold of my heart.

“Yes, you do.” My words come out gravelly with emotion.

Leaning forward, he plants his hands on the bed, surrounding either side of my hips, and he presses a kiss to my stomach. My hands go on his head, fingers sliding into his hair. He licks and kisses and nibbles a path upward until he reaches my breasts. He rests his chin between the valley of my breasts and looks at me.

I bite my lip, my chest heaving with excitement.

His lips lift at the corner. Then, he cups a hand around my breast and takes my nipple into his mouth.

“Oh God.” A bolt of lust shoots between my legs, and my hips buck up off the bed, needing contact with him, my clit throbbing with need.

His hand comes off my breast and slides downward between my legs.