CHAPTER FIFTEEN
“Open your mouth,” Kevin demanded the next morning. “Wider.”
Alexis widened her mouth, grinning.
“Yeah. Just like that.” Kevin slid the fork into her mouth and she bit into the creamy, buttermilk waffles. “Good girl.”
She laughed, chewing. “They’re good but you know what’s even better?” She snuggled beside him in the queen-sized bed of the rustic master bedroom. “You feeding me.”
He fed her more. “I love watching you chew.”
She covered her mouth.
“Don’t cover your mouth.” He kissed her, l*****g honey-syrup from her lips. “Why you acting so shy?” He picked up the long, pork link. “What does this remind you of?”
She leaned back, guffawing. “Stop.”
“What?”
“I don’t wanna think about d***s while eating.”
He laughed. “Like you weren’t already.”
“When do I get to feed
