Page 28 of Blood (A Killer’s Love #4)

CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN

Kaleb

I kick the door open gently. Moving into the bedroom, I’m careful of the tray brimming with breakfast and two cups of coffee.

“Good morning.” I smile, seeing Sam awake.

Biting her lip, she pulls the sheet tighter to her chest shyly.

“A little late for that, aren’t we?” I ask.

Her cheeks flush. I follow its path down her neck beneath the white cotton.

Setting our breakfast down on her lap, I lean down to press my lips to hers, tugging the sheet away from her upper body.

Groaning, I pull away.

“Hi,” I whisper.

“Hi,” she replies just as softly. Her lip reappears as she looks over the breakfast. “Kaleb?—"

“No.” I interrupt. “We’re not starting today with an argument. We’re gonna stay here in this house just the two of us until I have you compliant and ready to start this relationship together. No matter how many times I have to fuck you.”

Sam licks her lips. “I was just going to say there’s way too much food here.” She points at the tray.

Dropping my ass on the bed at her feet, I grin, my eyes dropping to where her tits bounce.

“Guess we’ll have to build up another appetite once we’re done eating.”

Reaching out, I pick up a strawberry and dip it into the maple syrup.

“No one’s coming here, right?” she whispers.

I pause. “No.” I shake my head. “It’s just you and me.”

Her chest rises in a soft sigh, her shoulders relaxing.

I glide the strawberry along her plump lip. “Open up,” I order.