He faced me again. He kissed me. Another kiss. A third one that lingered and stoked the fire rapidly growing inside me.
When his lips finally pulled away from mine, I leaned forward, instantly wanting more.
He gave me a sly smile.
His hands tightened around my waist. He was already leaning in to kiss me again, when I said,
I looked around him to my bed. I said, directing the thought to my dog.
It worked. He snorted awake. His legs cycled a couple of rounds. Then his head swiveled in my direction.
I couldn’t help but smile at him. I told Griffin before addressing Bobo:
Speaking to mydogwas perhaps one of the least shocking revelations of the last several days, considering we’d seen four Magnums lined up for a fuckfest, and a full-on alien … or something.
Bobo rolled onto his stomach, tucking his legs under him.
I tried to keep a straight face, but his kiddy lisp was just too endearing.
Bobo leapt from the bed with his usual grace—being gobbled by Monster-Fanny hadn’t harmed him,whew—and padded toward the door.
Griffin opened it for him, closed it behind him, and locked the handle. When he turned back toward me and leaned against the door, his stare was molten, his hunger for me written all over his face.
God,could he get any fucking sexier?
He wore low-slung jeans, Vans, a belt with a silver skull for a buckle, and a short-sleeved Thrasher t-shirt that was tight enough across his chest and arms to outline his lean muscles. Ink peeked out from under his sleeves, accentuating his tanned, olive skin.
He ran his hand through his dark hair, mussing it, and licked his lips, like I was a creamy cake, dripping in icing, that he craved and was about to plow into.
Day-um.
He grinned wolfishly, showing straight, bright teeth.
The rogue vanished. His smile softened.
He sauntered toward me with a swagger that was natural, all sexy Griffin.
When he was a few feet from me, I said,
he said, dragging me into his arms so fast I stumbled.
He caught me. He always caught me.
I frowned for a beat before remembering our deal, hurrying to wipe the indignation from my face.
My insides simmered. My core clenched.
