Bab 248: Show Me

"A taste?" Cora repeated the words, the flush of warmth that Theo had given her rising now to her cheeks. 

"Yes," he said, muffled against the fabric of her shirt while he remained burrowed in and tugging playfully at it again with his teeth. "I want to taste you, too." His hands slid up her back, holding her firmly against the coiled strength of him. 

"I don't think that is a good idea," she said, sucking in a breath when his lips were suddenly on her neck, his teeth nipping the mark he had made—teasing that perhaps they would repeat it and mark her again.

"I will be good. I promise," he spoke against her skin, every delicate hair of hers prickling to attention. 

Meanwhile, his hands were descending back down to her ass and then her thighs, massaging as they went. How could he touch her like this while simultaneously making a promise to be good? It was as if he was already thinking of all the ways he could break it!