Page 175 of Into These Eyes
“Anika’s got nothing on you when it comes to evil,” I whisper in her ear.
“Me? You started it.”
“Right. Because you wiggling that perfect little arse against my dick is me starting it.”
Giggling, she rolls toward me, tucking herself against my side and resting her head in the crook of my shoulder. Then she splays her fingers over my chest and begins a languid exploration of my nipple. “Getting into my bed without a shirt on is definitely starting it.”
I let out an amused huff as I trace my fingertips over her bare arse. “So easily turned on, you wanton wench.”
Turning her face into my armpit, she bursts into giggles, her breath making me squirm and laugh with her.
She gapes at me. “You’re ticklish!”
I shake my head in denial, but her fingers quickly launch a tickle attack. Chuckling, I grab her wrist, force her onto her back, and use my body to hold her down.
She squirms beneath me, desperately trying to get away until she realises there’s no escape.
“Brute,” she whispers.
“Bimbo.” I playfully kiss the tip of her nose.
“Beast.”
“Babe.”
“Hmmm,” she murmurs. “You’ve never called me that before.”
“Don’t get used to it. That was an observation, not a term of endearment.”
She frowns with confusion.
“Babe or baby are way too generic for you. You’re my J. My unique, gorgeous J.”
“Why only the letter J?”
“So many questions,” I protest playfully.
“I know you. There must be a reason.”
I hesitate, heat scorching my face. “It’s corny.”
“Now youhaveto tell me!”
“Because …” I draw out reluctantly, “not only is it your initial, it’s the only letter in the alphabet shaped like a hook. And you had me hooked the first time I laid eyes on you.”
“Wow! What a dork!” she snickers, then gives me a sweet kiss. “Don’t you dare take that back. I love it.” Growing serious, she asks, “What will it be like tomorrow?”
I rub my nose affectionately against hers. “We shouldn’t think about that. Just let it happen. No planning.”
“I feel like it’s been built up, that it won’t be what you expected and—”
I cover her mouth with another kiss. “J. What I expect is that it’s going to feel like this. Just us. Comfortable with each other and turned on like fucking crazy. That’s as far as I’m letting my expectations go.”
“Really?”
I nip at her bottom lip. “Well, maybe there is one thing I expect.”
“I’ll give you anything you want.”
