King Size_A Royal Bad Boy Romance by Lexi Whitlow

Author:Lexi Whitlow [Whitlow, Lexi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-04-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 18

Camden

My mind is a blank. Somewhere in the back of it I have a vague memory of a very bad day; of rage and helplessness, cruelty, and fear. But that’s just a haze. All I have now is the sensation of floating, every inch of my body bathed in radiant heat and safety.

If only I could breathe.

I gasp for air, sucking in a lung full, feeling Grace’s soft hands flat against the tops of my thighs. I look down. She’s on all fours hanging over me, wearing a self-satisfied grin with slightly swollen lips from doing things to my cock that I have no words for.

Fucking hell.

I think that’s still illegal in six states, and it’s no wonder.

Grace crawls up on me, creeping like a cat, then settles down, straddling me. I feel her dripping heat on my limp dick, slick warmth sliding down onto my balls.

I know what to do with that, but at the moment, I’m useless.

My hands absently move to her hips, fingers circling, touching her soft, pale skin. I reach up to her shoulders, pulling her down to me, close on my chest, cradling her head in the crook of my neck.

“Jesus, baby. What was that?” I ask, lacking any better way of expressing just how fucking good that was.

She says nothing. She just kisses my chest, nipping my chin, tracing my pectorals with her fingertips.

A thousand times, while I endured the worst of life with Beverly Beaufort, I regretted ever meeting her and then marrying her. I wished I never laid eyes on her. But laying here, with Grace in my arms, I realize that without Bev, I wouldn’t have Emma. Without Emma, I would never have met Grace.

My father used to say that everything happens for a reason, and that second-guessing or holding onto regrets is a waste of time. Maybe he was right. I think he probably was.

Grace and I make love into the pre-dawn hours, taking our time, going slow, trying hard to stay quiet, but failing. When we’re spent, I pull her close to me spooning, her small, still body enveloped in mine. Without meaning to, we both drift off to sleep.

When I open my eyes, Grace is no longer with me. The room is bright, filled with streaming sunlight, the house is awake, and the scent of fresh coffee and bacon draws me to full wakefulness.

Saturday. No pre-school. The horses are turned out at dawn and then all but two of the stable crew go home for the weekend. The ranch is quiet on the weekends.

I sit up in bed, getting a whiff of myself. I smell of sweat and sex. I’m glad Emma didn’t decide to join me this morning. That would be awkward.

Slipping into the shower I scrub myself clean, thinking of last night, and how Grace felt, how she made me feel. Last night felt like the wall came down. She’s mine. I smile to myself while I shampoo my hair.

She’s really all mine.

She hasn’t said the words yet, but I know she feels it.

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