Page 141 of Mayhem and Minnie

My eyes flash at her statement.

“You were the first to say it.” She smiles, fluttering her lashes at me.

“You—”

“I’m glad you’re coming around. I was wondering how long it would take you to realize how perfect we are for each other,” she whispers. Raising herself on the tips of her toes, she brushes her mouth against my cheek, rendering me speechless.

A flush climbs up my neck and I suddenly feel too hot.

“We are?” I repeat awkwardly as my heartbeat intensifies.

“Oh, yes,” she murmurs seductively. She blows hot air on my cheek and a shudder goes down my back. “You’re my murderous Marlowe and I’m your mischievous Minnie. See how well we fit?” She trails her lips all over my cheek.

Her lips are soft. Hot.

I gulp down.

“I suppose so,” I mumble, my mind going blank.

The only thing I know is that her body is flush against mine, her mouth on my skin. Her scent is assailing my nostrils until her presence overtakes my entire universe.

Girlfriend.

I repeat the word in my head, unused to the ring of it.

She’s my…girlfriend?

Flashes of being near her, of exploring her lush mouth and naked body assail me. Because that’s what couples do, no? They share everything.

Hmm. The idea is more appealing than I would have thought.

I’ve never dwelled much on what couples do since I’ve never really felt drawn to the institution. But I suppose there are perks to it.

And as my mother noted, we’re already living together and doing the mundane things couples do. All that’s missing is physical intimacy.

Fuck.

The moment I open that door, a barrage of images assaults me.

Minnie, naked, in my bed.

Sweat pebbles on my forehead the more I think about the countless things we can do.

Damn it, but I can’t wait to trace my lips all over her body and find out how she tastes everywhere. I have a feeling she’s going to be even more addictive than her food.

And then I’ll be truly in trouble.

I’ve been thinking of this for far too long, and now that my fantasies are close to being fulfilled, I’m worried I might not…be good at it.

Fuck. Double fuck.

I need to watch some porn. Maybe read some romance novels.

While I’m lost in my head, I barely realize that Minnie has stepped away from me and is now looking at me with an amused smile on her lips.

“I think you need to take care of that before we go back to your mother,” she murmurs seductively.

I look down at where she’s pointing and I’m not surprised to see that she’s referring to my erection.

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