Total pages in book: 19
Estimated words: 17401 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 70(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 17401 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 87(@200wpm)___ 70(@250wpm)___ 58(@300wpm)
He blew out a breath. “Good.”
My hands moved to his pants. They were already open, so I pushed everything off before moving my hands around to feel his ass cheeks. He was muscular and fit, with an ass I’d caught myself staring at many, many times. Even one of the women on my staff had mentioned what a great ass Commander Harper had. Not to me, of course, but to some of the other staffers who’d been gossiping outside the Roosevelt Room one afternoon.
And now, Kenan was mine.
“I…” I wanted to admit my serious feelings too, to let him know so he wouldn’t wonder about it. But it was nearly impossible for me to say the words.
He grinned and pulled my shirt down until it pinned my arms to my sides. “You what?”
I squeezed his ass, happily content for my hands to be frozen in that particular place. “I have feelings for you too.”
“Feelings?” he teased. “What kind of feelings, President Ashley?”
My cheeks heated at the title. He was doing it on purpose to toy with me. “Strong feelings,” I admitted. “L-…lovely feelings.”
He finished pulling off my shirt before reaching to cup my face again. His leaking cock, still wet with my saliva, brushed the front of my pants before he pressed even closer.
“I’ll take lovely,” Kenan said on a soft laugh before leaning in to kiss me. It was tender and soft, nothing like the sexually charged moments from earlier. I felt worshipped and adored. Not rushed. Not pushed.
I tried to tell him what I really meant, what I really felt, with my kisses and touches.
“I want you inside me,” I finally confessed against his warm lips. “Please, Commander.”
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
KENAN
That was all I needed to hear. I felt his love for me in every touch. Hell, in the very fact of his willingness to risk everything by being alone with me, half-naked aboard Air Force One.
I pulled back and instructed him to finish undressing and get on the bed. Garner watched me as I moved to the small bathroom and rooted around in his toiletry kit.
Since I was the one who packed him for these trips, I knew there was a small bottle of personal lubricant included in his Dopp kit. If he ever wanted to pleasure himself, I wanted to make sure there was always something available to him. Watching the level drop in the bottle with each trip had been an excruciating turn-on.
Refilling it had always made me hard.
I’d never dreamed I’d be using it with him on one of these trips. That I’d be using it on him.
When I returned to the bedroom, Garner was stretched out on his back, fully naked. His hand stroked his cock as he watched me approach. Gone was the deer-in-headlights look, the stark fear radiating off his entire body. He seemed eager and happy, at least until his fears began encroaching again.
I still didn’t know whether this was a one-off, something he’d only allow in a moment of weakness, or not, but it didn’t matter. I would take what he was willing to give. And gladly.
I began by kissing his ankle and dropping more open-mouthed kisses up his shin and on the inside of his knee. My hands roamed across muscular thighs covered in the crisp texture of his body hair.
President Garner Ashley was a runner. It was something he’d always done as a quick way to get cardio no matter where in the world he was, but he’d also turned it into a great stress reliever, jumping on the treadmill in the residential gym when what he really wanted to do was scream or cry.
I’d run alongside him hundreds of times now, and yet I’d tried my hardest to keep from staring at his muscular legs while they worked. Now, I could take my fill.
And I did.
“You’re so fucking sexy,” I murmured, running the tip of my tongue up his inner thigh to his sac and nosing it out of the way. When I tasted the skin in the crease between his leg and his cock, he sucked in a breath.
I moved my hands to his legs to push them up until his hole was visible in front of me.
And then I blew hot breath across it to tease another gasping curse out of him. He was so fun to tease, his noises and the clenching of his muscles a satisfying reward for touching and tasting him.
I reached out my tongue to swipe it across his hole and continued to kiss, lick, and suck it until he had to slam a hand over his mouth to keep from begging. All that was left were desperate whimpers when I finally slicked up my fingers and began to stretch him open.
“I haven’t slept with anyone in four and a half years, Garner,” I said, making sure he heard me clearly. “And I know you’re negative. Can I go bare with you?”