In Chains by Michelle Abbott Page B

loose.” He places the clamp on the table. “I stayed awake and worked through the night so I could spend today with you. I just have to clean in here and do the laundry.”
    “I’ll help you. That way it’ll get done faster and we’ll have more time together.”
    “Thank you,” he says, running his fingers through my hair.
    “Aren’t you tired, if you didn’t sleep?”
    “Yeah,” he says, kissing me on the nose. “Maybe we can sleep together later. I sleep better when I’m with you.”
    “How did you manage to work in the dark?”
    “I found a torch in the shed and I lit some fires. I had light and heat,” he says, smiling at me.
    I make us scrambled eggs, bacon and pancakes while Kayden makes a start on cleaning the house. I call him as I put the plates on the table and he’s here in seconds. Just like before he shovels the food down his throat. Simon definitely doesn’t give him enough to eat. I intend cooking him breakfast whenever I can.
    As I’m putting the dirty plates by the sink, Kayden comes up behind me. Wrapping his arms around my waist, he moves my hair to one side and kisses me on the neck. “Let’s make some sparks baby?” he says, then grits his teeth as a shock runs through his body.
    Leaning back against the kitchen cabinets, he slides down so he’s at my eye level and presses his lips against mine. His muscles tense and his body jolts as he moans into my mouth. His hand moves to the back of my head and his tongue parts my lips as he receives his third shock. His body feels so firm against mine, my hands slide up and down his taut back and he jolts again. Crushing me against him he grinds his hips against mine and devours me with his tongue. I want him closer, I want all of him. Slipping my hands beneath his t-shirt, my palms caress his warm skin, my fingertips tracing the slight ridges from the welts on his back. His hand is fisted in my hair and I slide my hands around to his flat stomach, running them over his abs and up to his chest where I can feel his heart beating. He breathes deeply, his lips hum against mine. My body tingles and I can feel the spot between my legs becoming damp. Breaking from the kiss I rest my head against his chest, my fingertip making little circles around his nipple. “Kayden.”
    “Yeah.”
    “Have you ever had sex before?”
    “Yeah.”
    I freeze. I was feeling confident because I thought this would be his first time. I thought I didn’t have to worry about competing with anyone else and coming up short. What if I disappoint him? He places his finger under my chin and tilts my face up towards his. “Is there something wrong baby?” he asks.
    I lower my eyes, I can’t look at him. “I don’t want to disappoint you,” I mutter.
    He cups my cheeks in his hands and rubs his nose against mine. “You could never disappoint me. You rock my world just by holding me. Please baby, I want you so bad,” he says, gazing into my eyes.
    Gripping the hem of his t-shirt I pull it up his body, he grabs it and whips it off, tossing it to the floor. His eyes darken. Putting my lips to his nipple I suck and nibble it gently then run my tongue across his chest and do the same to his other nipple as his fingers massage my hair. Sliding my hands down to his waistband I undo his jeans and pull them, along with his underwear, down to his knees. Slipping his legs out of them he kicks them across the floor. Kneeling down I place my hands on his thighs, his muscles are solid, including the one right in front of my face. Feeling a twinge between my legs I take his erection in my hand, he breathes deeply, his body tensing. Slowly I stroke his cock, swirling my tongue around the head. His body twitches and he hisses. His eyes are like black orbs and he’s gripping the work surface so tightly his knuckles have gone white. His gaze is locked with mine. “Fuck!” he stammers.
    Oh God, I’m excited that I’m doing this to him, I’m causing these reactions. There’s a