chapter 37

My jaw drops. What?

He lifts his eyebrows and rotates his forefinger. Grumbling, I shift onto my front, resting my cheek on my arms.

“Lie still,” he murmurs in my ear, and then he places a few more drops on my skin. Slightly less than before—I think this is backfiring, and he’s more than ready to slide inside me, but he obviously has a couple of places he wants to pay attention to before then.

He sweeps my hair to the side and puts one drop on the nape of my neck. One between my shoulder blades. One on my spine, and one on my tailbone.

He puts one on the sole of each foot, the back of my knees, on each thigh, on each side of my bottom. And then he picks up one final one.

“I daren’t ask where you’re putting that,” I whisper.

He doesn’t reply, but I feel his hands parting my cheeks, and he leaves the drop there, right at the top.

“We’ll just let that melt,” he says, and I can tell he’s smiling.

He moves up, and then I feel his lips at the nape of my neck. Mmm… that makes me shiver. I’m