Just not now.
I lean back into him.
“Almost perfect.”
His lips brush my hair.
“Almost?”
I tilt my head slightly.
“There is one thing missing.”
“What?” he asks and I hear concern in his voice.
I sweep my hair away from my neck.
“Your lips. Right here.”
I touch the sensitive spot just beneath my ear.
Tommy’s arms tighten around me.
“Demanding,” he chuckles.
“I have high standards. We established that.”
His lips touch the base of my neck.
My breath catches.
He doesn’t go where I pointed.
Of course he doesn’t.
Instead, he kisses slowly along the column of my throat first, taking his time as he works his way upwards.
His stubble grazes my skin.
I tilt my head further, giving him more room.
“Tommy.”
“Hmm?”
“You know exactly where I want you.”
“I do.”
“Then why are you taking so long?”
His smile brushes my skin.
“Because you’re impatient.”
“And?”
“I like it.”