chapter 31

I’m breathless with how quickly I’ve been maneuvered. I prop myself up on my hands and look down into his gorgeous gray eyes that have almost been taken over by his huge pupils.

“You know that gigolo training you said you had…”

He laughs, slides a hand to the back of my head, and kisses me.

Ohhh… the delight of having his arms around me, his fingers brushing over my skin, his hot mouth claiming mine. He’s so laid back normally, so relaxed and mellow, even when he’s busy—he’s like the embers of a fire, eternally warm and comfortable. And so I hadn’t expected this fierce heat, like a blow torch singeing me from top to toe.

Despite his obvious desire, he takes his time to kiss me, his tongue playing with mine, his hands roving slowly over my skin, fingers trailing from my shoulders down my back to my bottom, then stroking up my sides. Mmm… it’s wonderful, but I want to explore him, too.

I push myself up to a sitting position astride him, and he watches me as I skim my hands down over the