I backed up into the rift with a mock salute. “See you in three hours.” I stepped through into warm, dry air.
God, that felt good after the chill of the city.
Set the timer,Telarion said.
It was the first thing he’d said to me all morning. “Yeah, I got it.”
I pulled out the tablet, set my timer, and then started off in an easterly direction toward the forest and the delights that lay beyond.
Telarion was a quiet presence walking with me, the silence pregnant with things that needed to be said.
“Is this how it’s gonna be now? Silence?”
What do you want me to say, August?
“I don’t know, tell me about your night—”
He gave a choked laugh.The part before or after I tasted your cun—
“Whoa, dude, language.” My cheeks burned. “The after part. What did you get up to in the city?”
I ate a man. He was a serial killer of young men, proud of having evaded the law for so long.
“Oh, God.”
He tasted of sin and whiskey.
“I’m glad you ate him.”
He was dessert.
Huh? What did he mean? Oh…Oh, right. My cheeks burned some more. “You know I never blushed before I met you.”
I like it, Telarion said.The bloom of blood beneath your skin. The way your eyes light up.
My pulse fluttered. “What else do you like?”
The taste of you on my tongue. Sweet nectar. August, I could eat you out all night.
His tone was matter-of-fact, but a surge of heat rushed through me anyway. “You say the nicest things.”
And we were totally flirting.
Bad.
This was bad.
But it was also safe. We couldn’t act on our feelings and attraction when we were like this. All we had were words.
I wanted to keep the words flowing. “I have been wondering something. How long is your tongue anyway.”
A soft chuckle filled my head. As long as I need it to be, August. It’s extremely versatile.
Definite sexual connotation there. I’d seen his tongue elongate to half the length of his body and more. I should be disgusted, but my mind went to all kinds of depraved places.
My body flushed.
Keep an eye on the terrain, August. Focus.