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“I—ye—”
“How would you like to be fed, Glacier? I can think of a few ways, but I’d rather submit to the thing that’s on your mind this minute.”
Gasping while clutching the nothingness the air offered, I digested his words and the meaning behind them. There were so many.
“Makai.”
“So, back to the original topic, Kiwi.”
“Kiwi?”
“Yes, because you’re green as fuck.”
He insulted me.
“And I like that shit. Stay that way.”
“Your lips,” I deflected, needing the sting to go away.
Green? The word stuck. The adjective stuck. It all stuck to me like glue, every word out of his mouth.
“What about them?”
“I ju… I-I just…” I stammered, unable to process my thoughts. The diversion hadn’t worked in my favor because admitting to Makai that I wanted them against mine felt far too overwhelming.
And so were they.
My world began to spin as his lips crashed into mine. Soft and buttery, big and flavorful, they made mine feel like small pieces of sandpaper. Just as quickly as he’d laid them against mine, he removed them. I struggled to breathe, struggled to think. Struggled to see. But I could hear the words that he released less than an inch from the lips he’d just kissed.
“One thang you can’t be around me is scared, Kiwi. I’m going to test every limit, push every button, and get that shit up out of you every time.”
He stepped back, nearly taking my soul with him. I watched with lustful eyes as he readjusted himself in his pants.
“Come on. We’ve got shit to get into, Mommas.” He patted my leg, urging me to follow him. Without hesitation, I did. Like a puppy, I wagged my tail, trailing behind his long legs.
“How many names will I have by the end of this trip?”
“As many as I need you to.” He turned back and said to me, never breaking his stride.
“Is there a problem with you calling me Glacier?”
“Nah. I just prefer calling you what the fuck I want. Is that a problem, Glacier?”
He stood at the door of the villa that belonged to us for a few days. The smirk on his face left me no choice but to smile.
“Such harsh words,” I groaned.
“I’d apologize, but I’m far from sorry. My choice of words and how they’re taken don’t always reflect my intentions or my temperament.”
“I knoooow.” Sighing with a drag, I nodded.
“I mean no harm.”
“I know that, too.”
“But?” he pressed, still standing next to the door.
“Well… I… Nothing.”
