Kingsley by Jenny Wood

Author:Jenny Wood [Wood, Jenny]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-01-29T23:00:00+00:00

I woke up sometime later, warm and snug against the back of the couch. It was dark in the living room and I could hear the record player still turning, though no music was playing. Kingsley and I had at some point, leaned back and got comfortable on the couch, him probably, not so much. His legs were dangling almost halfway off the end of the couch; he was way too tall to be snuggled up here like he was. My feet came to about his knees, that’s how much taller this man was than me.

“Kingsley.” I whispered, head still on his chest. I gave him a little shake with my hand that rested there, although it didn’t budge him an inch. “Kingsley.” I tried again, causing him to stir. “Let’s go get in my bed, it’ll be more comfortable.” I offered. His eyes sprang open and he lifted his head to look around.

“What?” He groaned. I’m not sure how long we laid here, but I knew he’d be feeling it in the morning if we didn’t move somewhere, where he could stretch out.

“We fell asleep on the couch, let’s go get in bed, you’ll be more comfortable.” I said. He nodded sleepily and stiffly tried to stand. Once he was up, he twisted and turned this way and that to pop his back and then rolled his neck to work out the kinks there. He took a deep breath and finished his stretch before holding out his hand to me. I grabbed it without hesitation and let him lead me to my bedroom.

Thankful that I’d cleaned in there today, he’d never even noticed; he stopped beside the bed and pulled me to him. Before I knew what he was doing, he grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it up over my head. He unbuttoned my pants and shoved them down, telling me to step out when I’d stood frozen, wondering why the hell he was undressing me and being embarrassed that he was seeing my body on display. Mine looked nothing like his big, powerful body. Thankfully, he didn’t seem to be eyeing me, he was just undressing me, like he would a child. When I’d stepped out of my pants, he unbuttoned his and kicked them off before pulling his shirt off over his head as well. My mouth went dry, taking in his body; he was cut, he had muscles on top of muscles; he was the picture of health and virility. He had tattoo’s, both dark and bright all over his body, even that sexy as fuck “V” line that really hot guys had that made people stupid—me included. Though I couldn’t make out what it was, he had a small tattoo on his hip by that line that made my teeth want to sink into that flesh. He didn’t give me time to ogle, he flipped the blankets back and crawled in, closing his eyes before his head hit the pillow. I stood there, just watching him.

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