A light slap landed on my bottom. “Don’t look.”
I pouted. “Fine.”
“It’s a late Christmas present, but I think you’ll love it.”
“When can I open my eyes?”
“Now.”
I blinked, staring at my reflection. A squeal left my lips. “You found my mirror!”
“And I restored it.” He beamed a smug grin.
“You’re amazing,” I gushed.
“I hoped you would say that because I want to fuck you in front of it.”
I gasped. “Really?”
His silver gaze darkened. “I want you to watch as I make you come.”
In an instant, I wanted him. No, Ineededhim. “Show me, my phantom. Now.”
He placed the mirror against the side of Craven’s cottage.
In one swoop, I pressed to his chest as he lifted me. “I didn’t think this through,” he admitted.
“Because you can’t carry us both at the same time?”
“Yeah.”
I shook my head, amused. “Then I guess you’ll have to let me walk.”
He thought about it. “What if we come back for it?”
Giggling, I rested my head on his shoulder. “It’s going to be hours.”
“Oh, Binc, it’ll be much longer than that.”