Defiant Heir (The Heirs 3)

Her chin trembles, and she swallows hard as she drops her gaze from mine. “Only two weeks.”

There’s a knock at the door, but I first press a kiss to her forehead before I go to answer. I take the food from the delivery guy and carry it to the counter. “What did you get us?”

“Vegetables. Lots of veggies. You’ve been eating too much junk food,” she chastises me.

I pull a playful disgruntled face as I open the container, and sure enough, Fallon ordered a vegetable platter. I can’t even make out half of the food, but not wanting to disappoint Fallon, I keep my face expressionless.

“Humor me,” Fallon chuckles. “You can have a burger for dinner.”

“I can live with that,” I joke.

Able to make out the corn on the cob, I pick one up. Fallon pops something that looks like a mushroom in her mouth, and before I can take another bite of the corn, she brings her fork to my mouth and whispers, “Open.”

I do as she orders, and when I taste the mushroom, the corner of my mouth lifts.

When we’re done with our way too healthy lunch, I grab Fallon’s hand and drag her to my room. “I was a good boy, and I ate all my veggies.” I grin at her as I shut the door behind us, and this time I lock it. “Now for dessert.”

Fallon lets out a burst of laughter as she climbs onto my bed. “What kind of dessert?”

Placing my knee on the mattress, I crawl over her. Lowering my head, I gently bite her bottom lip, then murmur, “Your mouth.” I press a kiss to her neck. “Your skin.” Moving down her chest, I push up her shirt, and my teeth scrape over her hip. “All of you.”

Fallon’s voice is low as she teases, “What happens if someone walks in on us?”

“I locked the door,” I growl as I push her sweatpants’ waistband a little lower. Glancing up at her and seeing her eyes focused on me, I say, “Unless you’re tired and you want to sleep.”

She shakes her head, and it has me crawling back up her body until I’m braced over her. Bringing my hand to her right cheek, I brush the hair away, and keeping my palm over her scars, I press my mouth to hers. Deepening the kiss, I settle my lower body between her legs, wanting her to feel how hard I am for her.

This moment is not about finding pleasure, but to show Fallon how much I love and desire her.Chapter 22FALLONKao’s kisses have a way of drugging me until I’m high on the taste of him. When his muscled body presses against mine, there are no scars – and I feel feminine beneath him.

The power Kao has over me is no longer scary, but instead, freeing and safe.

His tongue brushes hard strokes against mine, and his teeth nip at my lips, making my stomach tighten with anticipation as my desire for him grows.

When his pelvis settles against mine, and I feel how hard he is, it causes an explosion of flutters in my abdomen.

I begin to tug at his shirt, wanting it off so I can explore the hard planes of his chest and abs. Kao breaks the kiss and grabbing hold of the collar, he yanks the shirt over his head.

My eyes instantly drop, and I feast on the sight of his muscles moving as he tosses the fabric on the floor.

How’s it possible that someone can look so… incredible. Even his abs line up in perfect blocks, and a sculptured V is visible from his low-hanging sweatpants.

Placing my palms on his shoulders, I brush them down over his chest, memorizing every dip and swell of his golden skin.

When my gaze meets his, and I see the sexy smirk, I let out a chuckle. “Don’t blame me for staring. You’re way too handsome for your own good.”

Kao’s grin just grows. “My turn.” I help him take my shirt off, and while I’m still throwing it to the floor, he’s already unsnapping my bra and pulling it off.

My eyes quickly dart to his face, and I watch as his lips part at the sight of my breasts. “Fucking, perfect,” he murmurs before he lowers his head and sucks my nipple into the warmth of his mouth.

Oh. God.

Soooo good.

I arch into him, and it makes him scrape his teeth over the hard bud. He pulls back and smiles up at me. “So much better than vegetables.”

I let out a burst of laughter, and then Kao’s hand covers my breast, and he begins to massage me. “You’re a perfect fit.”

I bask in the compliment as my hands move to his toned back.

Kao’s mouth finds mine, and as the kiss intensifies, his touch grows harder until it makes me feel feverish with want for him.