Kiss by Kiss (Riggins Brothers #3) - Kaylee Ryan Page 0,42

and, with my eyes on hers, pull up my T-shirt. My hand goes to her belly once more. “You’re perfect.”

“I’m not. I bake all day, and it’s hard to not taste them, and it’s quality control. I cut back as much as I can, but I’ll never be model skinny. I never have been. That’s just not who I am.”

“Babe, I don’t want you to be anyone but you. Model skinny is overrated. I love your curves.” To prove it to her, I let my hand roam, tracing said curves while my eyes remain locked on hers. I want to watch the path my hand is traveling. I want to memorize every inch of her, but there’s time for that. Right now, I need her to know she’s here because I fucking crave her. All of her.

Her eyes are closed, and her bottom lip quivers. That doesn’t stop me. No, it fuels me to show her how I see her, how every red-blooded man in the damn city sees her. I’ve walked into the bakery on more than one occasion to find some asshole chatting up my girl. I won’t stop until she sees herself as I do.

“Do you trust me?” I ask her. Her eyes blink open slowly, and her reply is a subtle nod. “You hold the power, Aurora. If you want me to stop, I will.” Another nod. That’s all I need to explore her. To lavish her body with the reverence she deserves. “Sit up for me,” I whisper. She hesitates for a few seconds before sitting up, her hazel eyes watching me intently. “Lift your arms for me.”

More hesitation.

“You can say no, but I want to see you. All of you.”

She pulls in a deep breath and slowly raises her arms over her head. I jump into action, sliding my T-shirt up her body and over her head, dropping it to the floor. She’s still wearing her bra and panties, and although I want her naked, I know I need to take this slow. “Lie back,” I instruct. This time there is no hesitation as she lies back on the pillows.

“Fuck, baby, I don’t know where to start.” My eyes roam over her. My mouth waters at the vision before me. Gingerly, I climb back on the bed and settle next to her. Propping my head up with my elbow, I keep one hand on her as I explore her curves.

“Your skin is so soft,” I say reverently—my hand traces across her ribs and back to her hip. “You doing okay?” I ask. It’s important that she feels like she has a choice in this. I don’t know what kind of backstory she’s hiding from me, so I have to take all options into consideration.

“I’m okay.”

That’s my green light. I shuffle, moving down the bed. Tentatively, I lean over and place a kiss on her belly, causing her to suck in a breath. I peer up at her, and she gives me a small nod. My lips go back to her skin, and I kiss her, everywhere her skin is exposed. My cock is hard as steel, but I ignore him. This is about her. She needs to know her value. My lips trail up her body. When I reach her breasts, I move to settle between her thighs. I need to be closer to her. My lips find her hard nipples easily through the material of her bra, and I suck gently, causing her back to arch off of the bed.

“You with me?” I ask, my breath hot against her neck. I don’t wait for a reply as I lick and nip at her neck, making my way to her mouth. “You’re fucking gorgeous,” I whisper before my lips connect with hers. She opens for me immediately as I push past her lips. Her hands grip my hair as she gives as much as I take. I grind my cock that’s still covered with pajama pants and my boxer briefs against her pussy.

“Oh,” she moans, lifting her hips.

I smile against her lips as I continue to explore her mouth. She meets me stroke for stroke, taking what she wants, what she needs. I kiss her until we’re both breathless and overcome with need and desire for one another.

“There isn’t a single inch of you that I don’t crave. When I say I want you, Aurora Steele, I mean all of you. Does this feel like the cock of a man who thinks you’re not