Page 46 of Mr. Delicious
“Was that really your dad?” She giggled against my lips.
“Yes.”
“You told him you like me?”
“I did. Was that alright?” I planted several little kisses on her lips.
“Mmmmm.” She nodded, pressing her hands to the bare surface of my skin. She did the sexiest thing then by leaning forward and kissing the top of the tattoo closest to my heart. The Japanese character for love.
“Naughty kitten, how could I possibly want you again?” I could feel myself growing hardagain.
“It’s because you know I want to stay in bed with you all day.” That sweet smile filled her face.
“Oh, God. Now I’m going to have to, right? That was you insisting?”
“I’m insisting.” She laughed as I picked her up and carried her back to bed.
I was going to enjoy taking the dress off her.
