Greatest Pleasure

twelve - burning🔥

Stormi's pov

Mature readers!

Part one

After our snacks and we brushed our teeth together, we have just been cuddling watching tv.

We are currently on our third episode of  'Queen of the south'.

Kaden has had his hand on my waist the entire time.

"How do you feel about this show?"

I lean my head up to look at him. "What do you mean?"

"Like the drugs, the cartel, and what not."

I stare at the tv pausing the show before I look at Kaden again.

"I don't know. It's kind of exciting if you ask me. The dangerous life style and being able to run an entire kingdom, it feels like it would be fun  but that's only because it's not real. If I was living that life, I'd be terrified. I wouldn't want to look over my shoulder constantly and not trusting anyone. But on a side note, I really hope she gets together with James!" I smile.

He smiles showing off my biggest weakness - his dimples - as his hand rubs up and down my face.

I don't know if it's the dark light coming from the lamp or just hormones but the way Kaden looks right now, he looks like an angel.

His eyes are a shade lighter as his skin is glowing.

I rub my hands down his chest over his abs as slowly as I can.

I watch as the goosebumps rise on his skin and his breathing has deepened.

"Princessa?"

"Hmm." I say.

He cups my chin pulling my eyes away from his body.

I stare into his beautiful blues and I feel my breathing hitched.

"Can I kiss you?" He whispers.

I nod as he pushed me down on the bed as he hovers over me.

He kisses my forehead before licking his lips.

I slide my hands to the sides of his neck as my thumbs run back and forth over his jaw.

"So beautiful." He whispers before his lips lock with mine.

Kaden moves his lips so slowly as if he's afraid I will break.

Even when he deepens the kiss, his tongue moves so slowly over mine.

I let my hand explore every inch of his arms, his back and his chest as he slowly starts to speed up with his kisses.

When he pulls away, the look in his eyes are memerizing. His pupils are blown with want and lust.

"Can I touch you?" He whispers.

I nod. "You don't need permission. I'm yours baby."