Page 48 of Courting the Consequences

She opened her eyes and shook her head. “I’m OK.”

He placed another kiss to her lips, then turned and got out of the shower.

She closed her eyes again and let the water calm her racing heart.

ThenextmorningKarawoke to the smell of bacon cooking. She yawned and stretched in bed, listening to her spine pop as it realigned. “That’s fucking creepy.” Kevin chuckled from next to her.

She grinned and rolled to face him. “Hi, sexy.”

“Hi, beautiful.” He wrapped his arm around her and pulled her closer.

“Where is everyone?” she asked, rubbing her hand over his bare back.

“Derrick is cooking, so probably making a mess of your kitchen.” Kevin chuckled.

She giggled and shrugged, not too worried about it.

“And Johnny ran to the clubhouse for a couple hours this morning. Wanted to check in on the cleaning process and grab some of his shit.”

“Like his bodywash?” She laughed.

“Absolutely. About time too. If I have to hear him grumble about girly scents one more time…” Kevin laughed.

She giggled and pressed a kiss to the underside of Kevin’s jaw. “Is he grabbing your stuff too?”

“Yeah, some clothes and shit for me and Derrick.” Kevin nodded. “You OK with that?”

She nodded and smiled. “I am OK with all of that.”

“This doesn’t seem fast to you?” he clarified, raising an eyebrow at her.

She paused and frowned slightly. She looked up at him and rubbed a hand over his day’s old stubble. “I—no, I’m OK with how we’ve been moving. It may have been a little quick, but I’m comfortable with where we’re at now,” she admitted.

Kevin cupped her jaw between his thumb and forefinger and tilted her head up to kiss her. The kiss was slow and sensual, a sweet kiss from a man she had quickly fallen in love with. She opened her mouth slowly and let the kiss turn more passionate.

Kevin rolled over onto her, and she shifted so he was cradled between her open thighs. He rested his weight on his forearms, bracing on either side of her head while he continued to kiss her.

She ran her hands down his bare back to his boxer-clad ass, slipping her hands under the hem and skated one along his hip to his front. Wrapping her hand around his cock, he moaned into the kiss while he bucked into her palm.

She made quick work of pulling off his boxers and kicking them out of the way. She moaned as he slid inside her slowly. “Fuck, Kevin.” She groaned against his mouth.

“That’s how you make me feel, babe. Every time. You feel fucking amazing.” He panted as he rocked gently against her.

Their lovemaking was slow and sensual, because that’s what it was—making love. They were unhurried and lazy, a stark contrast to the past couple weeks with her men.

“Kevin.” She moaned and arched her back as he hit the spot right where she liked it.

He put a bruising kiss on her neck and sucked down, biting her gently.

She shattered around him and moaned loudly.

“That’s it, my beautiful love,” he murmured and increased his pace. “Fuck, Kara.” He groaned when he came soon after.

He collapsed onto her and she smiled, wrapping her arms around him as she accepted his weight. She loved every inch of him pressed against her. She closed her eyes and savored the feeling. She kept her mouth closed, not knowing what might come out of it if she spoke.

When he shifted and some of his weight lifted off her, she opened her eyes to see his warm chocolate orbs gazing down at her. There was such reverence and lovewithin them she gasped. The emotion that was on his face was everything.

All she could do was stare back and wonder.

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