Page 56 of Touch Me Not

Lily shuddered thinking about all the gross fluids that had to be in his apartment.

“We’re going furniture shopping. Then you’re going to help me and Luther move it all in.”

“You’re really going to get brand new furniture?”

“Just think of all the new memories we can make…you bent over the couch, lying on the kitchen table, your legs wrapped around me, tied to my bed while I kiss every inch of your skin.”

Lily felt the blush start to heat her cheeks, and she watched Nikoli’s eyes sweep her face then follow the blush down to her shirt.

“Take off the shirt for me?” he asked.

“No!”

“I just want to see where the blush starts,Milaya.” His grin turned sly. “I’m in my apartment, and you’re in your dorm room. You’re perfectly safe.”

“No,” she said adamantly. “I am not giving you a boob show.”

Nikoli laughed at her outraged tone. He loved getting her riled up, like a virgin who’d never even thought of a naked man before. He loved her outrage. It was refreshing.

“Lily, I’m not asking for video sex. I’m just asking for you to take off your shirt. Here, watch me take off mine.” He reached down and pulled his own shirt over his head and tossed it to the side. “See how easy that is?”

“I’m still not taking my shirt off.” Her eyes traced his tattoos.

“Such a prude,” he said.

“Yup,” she agreed. “No boob show for you, Kincaid.”

“What do you want for breakfast?” he asked, changing the subject. If he teased her much more, he might really go over there, as hard as he was right now.

“Um, I hadn’t thought about it?”

“There’s this new place that opened a few blocks away from the Italian place you love. It’s only open for breakfast. I thought we might go check it out.”

“Sure,” she agreed, “but if they only serve heavy breakfast food, you’re stopping somewhere so I can get a yogurt or something.”

“Yogurt is boring, Lily Bells. Why not try something else, like biscuits and gravy?”

“I’m from the south,” she reminded him. “Biscuits and gravy is a staple where I’m from. If I didn’t eat it growing up, I’m not eating it now.”

“That’s too bad,” he said. “I would have loved to pour the gravy over your belly and lick it clean.”

Her gasp was loud, and he chuckled. He’d shocked her again.

“You think about sex too much,” she said after a minute, her voice just a little breathy.

“You can never think about sex too much,” he countered. “You, my prude, don’t think about it enough.”

“You’re an ass.”

“I’m your ass, though.” He grinned wickedly.

She shook her head. “I’m hanging up now. I really do have to study. I have a test in the morning.”

“Fine, Lily Bells, I’ll let you escape back to your studying, but I’ll swing by at six to pick you up. I have class at eight, so we need to go early.”

“That means I have to get up even earlier to take a shower, dammit.”

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

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