Page 50 of Cavern of Silence
"Just do it."
He licks his lips and, with one hand, reaches behind his neck and pulls it off.
So sexy.
"Did I pass your test?"
"Yep."
His lips twitch. He steps forward, raises my arms above my head, pulls my shirt off, then slides his hands down my arms before dipping down, possessively clutching my head, and giving me another one of his kisses.
"Should be illegal," I mumble.
"What's that?"
"Your kisses."
He kisses me some more. "I thought it was just me."
"Hmm?" I swirl my tongue in his mouth.
"I was right, you know."
"What's that?"
"You're a firecracker."
My butterflies take off, and his stomach growls. I pull back. "Let me cook for you."
He squeezes my ass. "I'll watch."
I pull out a barstool. "Sit."
I put an apron on.
"Turn around for a minute."
"Why?"
He puts his finger in the air and motions for me to obey.
I spin.
Oh, crap. He's probably looking at the initials.
"You have the sexiest ass I've ever laid eyes on."
I turn back and bite my smile. "Are you picky?"
"Only about my women."
More flutters.
"I meant food."
"No, ma'am."
"Now, you're making me feel old with your ma'am again."
