At Kevin's Mercy 2: Reclaimed

3. Exploring the house

I woke up in a bed with Kevin's arm around me.
Even in those three weeks were I was home with my parents I hadn't had a night as good as this with sleep.

But that could also be from the lack of sleep I had for the past four nights, sleeping on a cold hard floor or strapped to a metal chair isn't very comfortable.

At least now I was nice and warm.
I looked at Kevin, why was a guy like him so interested in me?
I know he loves me, he remembers everything I told him about myself.
Things I like, things I dislike, he even knows things about me that I didn't know.
I never had a boyfriend that was that attentive before.
And I may have to do what he wants but still he does try not to take it too far.
Yes, he slapped me hard with that peddle and nearly drowned me, but I'm still alive.
Yeah... who am I kidding here?
The man nearly drowned me, of course that is taking things too far.
And I know he was angry at that moment, but still...
You don't do that to someone you love, do you?
Is that even love to begin with?
But I do understood how he felt when he left me in that chair.
It may have only been three days, but being deprived of everything really had me going crazy.
Is that how he feels without me?
So lost and alone?

It felt horrible, I thought while I snuggled up against his chest a bit more.
Kevin's response was to pull me closer towards him and nuzzle his face in my hair.
I felt his chest vibrate with his light snoring.
If I didn't know any better we'd look like a happy couple to anyone walking in this room.
Only I'm not allowed to come and go as I please.
His words of yesterday kept ringing through my head, thankfully he wasn't going to punish me for three weeks straight but instead I had to do my best to make it up to him.
I wondered what he wanted me to do to make it up to him.
He did say I had to be on my best behavior.
Well, I guess that was a given, but what else could he want from me?

Then my stomach reminded me I hadn't had a lot to eat the past few days and the only reason I had slept so good was because I was exhausted before.
I turned around to face Kevin, if I want him to wake up I should do so with a kiss, I know that.
Gently I started to kiss Kevin, enticing him to open his eyes.
Kevin did kiss me back and even smirked while doing so but he kept his eyes close.
I knew what he was doing, he was going to make me work for it.

"Please wake up."

I started to beg while I kept kissing him.

"I'm starving, please, please can I eat something?"

Kevin suddenly burst out laughing, clearly unable to pretend to be asleep anymore.

"You want to eat something?"

He chuckled while he rolled over pulling me on top of him.
Something poking near my inner thighs and the look in his eyes told me that unlike me he wasn't thinking about food, and I started to realize the suggestiveness of my question.
Especially as I was kissing him while begging for it.

"Food."

I muttered with a blush as his hands roamed over my back and ass.
My loudly growling stomach emphasizing my request.

"Yeah I can hear that. It's like there is a bear in my bed instead of this cute girl."

He stared at me for a few seconds still grinning at whatever it was he was thinking about before he finally let me off his lap and moved out of the bed.
I waited on my knees on the bed for permission to get out too.
I still remembered clearly I had to be on my best behavior, so I wasn't going to make any mistakes, how ever tiny they could be.

"Well? Come on, let's fix that hungry stomach of yours."

Kevin gestured for me to follow him and I eagerly got out of the bed to follow him to the kitchen.
Breakfast was nice and quiet, I was really focused on my food and was eating as much as I could while Kevin was reading something on his phone and just leisurely drinking his coffee.
When I tried to grab my forth slice of bread I saw his brow raze as he looked at me for a second before returning to his phone, stopping my motion instantly.
Was I eating too much?
He never restricted how much I could eat before if I sat at the table.