A Touch Of Cinnamon

Chapter Eleven

Chapter Eleven

*Warning contains explicit scene *

ROMAN'S Point of view

Ever since the day at the garden which was three days ago, Kennedy and I have been talking and spending time together just like before, the only difference being is that he still doesn't completely trust me yet.

For example, whenever I had to run to attend a family meeting or interrogate someone for my father, he doesn't really make any verbal questions or doubt but I could tell when a glint of doubt or curiosity flashed passed his eyes, his eyebrows would furrow slightly but not too much to actually notice.

Sometimes he would even get clingy to the point that he just didn't want me to leave causing me to have to negotiate with him for about thirty minutes before taking defeat and cuddling his small frame.

I have no problem with spending more time with my bunny, I actually find it quite amusing how clingy he is for my attention. Which is the reason why the both of us are laying in his bed with his pure white quilted blanket over us.

We were spooning with his back towards me and one of my hands lay on his waist while the other laid there underneath his head as my face was stuffed into the crook of his neck. Breathing in deeply smelling his sweet yet spice filled scent that became my addiction.

He smells so good, making me want to ravish him.

"You smell so good bunny.." I whisper into his ear, nibbling his ear before dipping into his neck to leave marks. He wiggled a bit in my arms, giggling
"Rom stop it that tickles!"

It feels so good to see him happy again.

"Now why would I do that when I could eat you up?" I taunted kissing his neck some more as he squealed.

He somehow manages to escape my grip, hiding under the covers.

"You can't eat me!" He squealed childishly while I tried to pry the blanket off of him

"And why not? I bet you taste delicious." I murmur near his ear which was covered by the thick blanket he so desperately gripped.

He slowly lowered the cover to where only his face showed staring up at me innocently, with a glint of fear.

"Please don't eat me, I'm too pretty to die and I won't taste good." He tried to reason.

He's too cute, Putting my hand to my chin, acting as if I was contemplating before bending over to him once an idea popped in my mind.

I drew circles on his hip bone as I neared his ear "How about we find out if you're delicious or not?" I growl lustily in his ear causing him to whimper, subconsciously bringing his hips back to meet mine wiggle his ass against my evident desire that he stirred up.

He has no idea what he does to me.

"You like the sound of that don't you, my little slut?" He bites back a moan, shivering at my words. "Uh huh, Yes!" His breath hitches while I pinch his perky nipples causing him to jolt a bit in pleasure.

My hands travel further and further down his body reaching his clothed shorts, stopping momentarily to silently ask for permission. Once he nodded, still in a daze, I dragged them down to his ankles and off completely.

Removing the covers off of us, I flipped him on his stomach which startled him a bit by the way he gasped and gripped his hips lifting them up, putting his ass on display for me.

His face was pressed against the mattress as his hips and butt were high up. His beautiful face was red from what was happening.

"Let's see how good you taste bunny."