CHAPTER 116

“Okay. But I get to sit on your pelvis.”

He grinned. “Deal.”

Cord actually felt his mouth water when AJ stripped off her bright pink tank top and unhooked the plain white cotton bra. He longed to touch those tempting points. To lick.

To suck. To bury his face in those pillowy mounds.

She leaned over to grab the oil and his tongue shot out to swipe across a ripe tip.

“No licking.”

“If I started I doubt you’d make me stop.”

“That’s why you’re not gonna start, Cord McKay. Now hold still.”

“Bossy. You don’t have to do the same on my account. The bouncier the better.”

Although she straddled his pelvis, she didn’t writhe on his groin as she concentrated on massaging his pecs and lats. She spent a long time rubbing the area around his nipples.

Conversation was at standstill. His breathing changed. Her breathing changed. They didn’t look at each other; they just focused on body parts.

After AJ dug her fingertips into his hips, she nonverbally urged him to spread his legs wider. Without commen