His arms wrapped around me, and he pulled me against his chest.
I sighed contentedly, enjoying his heat until I felt it poking me in the backside.My eyes popped open.
“Don’t even think about it.”I tried to fight my way out of his hold, but he was amused and not letting go.“I mean it, Konni.You were so loud last night.How am I going to face my mom?”
He kissed the side of my neck.
“Soundproofing, kitten.She didn’t hear a thing.I promise.”
The rumble in his voice, the use of my pet name, and the way he was kissing me made it really hard to stand my ground instead of melting into him.
“Still not getting any morning action,” I said.“My legs can’t take it.”
It wasn’t entirely true.Yes, I was a little sore, but I would have definitely gone another round if I wasn’t worried about his mom showing up before we finished.
He released me, and I grabbed my phone.It was already past nine.We’d stayed up late, drying my hair then going for another round, which had been just as mind-melting.
I hurried to get out of bed, then winced and held my stomach.
He was right there, picking me up and settling me on his lap.Naked.
“What’s wrong?”he asked.
“You rearranged my insides last night, and they’re not happy,” I said, rubbing my lower stomach.
He brushed my hand aside and settled his over my stomach, almost covering everything from belly button to thigh crease.It was impressive, but the sudden surge of warmth was even more so.
I exhaled heavily as the ache eased.
“That’s nice.”
He kissed my cheek.
“I’ll be more careful next time.”
Not if I had anything to say about it.My new goal was to see if I could get him to sprout horns again.
My phone rang while he was holding me, and I saw Mom’s name.I answered it.
“Konni’s mom just got here,” she said.“We’re starting breakfast for you.”
“Sounds good.We’ll be down in a few minutes.”
“Take your time.”
Konni let me up when I disconnected and watched my careful walk to the closet.
“Would you be willing to help me feel less guilty about how sore you are today?”
I paused in the process of selecting my underwear and glanced at him.
“How exactly?It’s not going to end with me being more sore, is it?”
“No.”Naked, he strolled over to his wallet and took out a card.“I’d like you to be just as rough with this as I was with you.”
He set his forehead against mine.“Make me pay.”
I snorted.“If I were the sensitive type, I’d accuse you of trying to buy me like a prostitute.”
