She screeched out a laugh, wiggled, and tried to push him away. “That tickles.”
He grinned and then dived for her mouth.
Within a moment, they were both clinging to each other and breathing heavily in need.
Kaleb raised his head and groaned. “We have to stop.”
“Why?”
“Because I’m very close to stripping you and laying you on my desk. I want to eat my fill of you, which I don’t think will ever happen because I’m obsessed with you. Being with you is pure rapture for me. I also have a craving to thrust my big cock into your tiny pussy.”
Aleena sucked in a shuddering breath and stared at him.
“I … I…”
He grinned. “I know you’re not ready for that, baby. I’m just happy you’re here with me now.”
She leaned up and pressed her lips softly against his before she pulled back. “I need to go check on dinner.”
She inhaled sharply when Kaleb easily lifted her off his lap to stand beside him, demonstrating his immense strength, which made her feel even more feminine.
She felt a shiver of awareness skate up her spine when she noticed he was following her into the kitchen.
She pulled out the pan with the chops in it and the potatoes. She started working on the rest of the meal while Kaleb leaned against the counter but not in the way.
Kaleb scowled. “Why does it look complicated?”
“It’s just a bit more work because you only have a few pans.”
“Shit, baby. I’m sorry. I’m never here except to sleep.”
She snorted. “It’s not a big deal. I promise.”
“Tomorrow, we’ll go to a kitchen store, and we’ll pick up everything you need.”
She turned to look at him. “We don’t have to do that. I can work just fine with this.”
He shook his head. “I want you to be comfortable here, so I want everything you’ll need to be happy available for you.”
She studied his face. “The only thing I need is you, Kaleb.”
He walked to her and wrapped his arms around her, but leaned back to be able to see her expressions. “That’s the nicest thing anyone has ever said to me.” He kissed her once softly. “Thank you.”
She stared up at him before she tightened her arms around him.
“I mean it.”
He heard her whisper against his chest.
“I know, baby,” he said against the top of her head.
They stood together for a long moment until Kaleb cleared the emotions out of his throat and took a step back.
“Can I help with anything?”
She turned back to the stove. “You could get plates and forks out.”
He set everything on the counter by her side and watched her pile them with the food she’d made.