“Maybe we should go out. We could get dinner and maybe listen to some music.”
He stood behind me, his solid warmth pressing against my back. With calloused fingers stroking my aching
forehead, he smiled and shook his head above me. He purred against my ear, “Let’s stay in.”
He lifted the heavy weight of my hair and kissed the back of my neck, lips lingering, tongue drifting over the sensitive skin. All thoughts of leaving evaporated. I reached around and hooked my fingers in the top of his jeans, letting them dip playfully low. He ran his lips across my neck again and murmured, “Slow down…I have plans for you.”
My dirty mind immediately filled in all sorts of scenarios and all of them involved Killian naked on that floating bed. I swallowed and he laughed against the back of my hair.
“That’s not exactly what I had in mind, but if that’s how you want it…I was planning to feed you first.”