He brushed his face against her hair, pressing a gentle kiss just above her ear, his voice dropping. "I love it when you talk intellectually to me... even if I don't understand half of what you're saying."
"Are you trying to hit on me?"
"Nope."
"You're using your sexy voice," she accused.
"I have a sexy voice?"
Eden laughed, her racing heartbeat slowing down with every second in his arms. She tilted her face to his and the laughter died, her green eyes turning serious.
Her gaze slowly dropped to his mouth.
"Want a back rub?" he murmured, his cock swelling at the heat in her gaze. He slid his hands down her sides.
"Not quite." Eden stretched up on her toes, her mouth seeking his—
And winced.
"Ouch," she said, letting her heels hit the floor.
"Still sore?"
"You have no idea," she muttered.
"Then let me." He swooped down and captured her mouth with a hard kiss. All the blood in his body rushed south when Eden returned it without a single hesitation.
Johnny caught her under the ass, hauling her up into his arms. Eden wrapped her hands around his neck, not breaking the kiss. Then her arms draped over his shoulders.All mine.
Eden broke free with a moan.
"We don't have time for this," she whispered.
"Can't do anything until Arik gets back from checking out Camp Ragnarök." He lowered her onto the bed, kneeling one knee between her thighs. "So we could spend the next hour pacing back and forth and worrying about something we don't have the answer for just yet. Or... we could get rid of a little bit of nervous energy. Fuck a little. Maybe a lot."
She shivered. "Language."
Johnny kissed her mouth as she lay back beneath him, most of his weight resting on one hand. The other traced the curve of her breast. "Sorry."
"You're not sorry at all."
"You're right." He was utterly unrepentant when it came to her.
Eden's hand curled up the back of his nape. "Why do I have such a hard time saying no to these proposals of yours?"
"Because you find me irresistible."
Her hand slid through his dark hair. "I used to think I had willpower."
"Then you met me."
She smiled, even as she rolled her eyes. "Then I met you."
Johnny pressed a kiss up under her jaw, his cock pressing insistently against his jeans. Eden gasped, arching beneath him, her hand clenching around a fistful of hair as he ground his erection between her legs.There. Right there. He felt the shiver run through her.
"So which one is it?" he whispered, tugging open the buttons on her shirt. "Are we going to fuck a little? Or a lot?"
"That depends on you," she murmured, "because you're going to be doing all the work. I can barely move."