Chapter 104
“No, but—”
“Are you relaxed?”
“Yes.”
“Okay, then. And you can make it up to me later.”
“Yeah?”
“You bet your ass.”
“Okay. Turn around and let me get your back.”
I loved his back. Well, except for the scar that was a constant reminder of how close he’d come to dying. It was almost as thick as my thumb and pale, glassy. If he hadn’t told me it wasfrom a piece of flying metal, I would have sworn it was a burn.
I moved down to the taut curves of his ass cheeks. No other man’s ass had ever affected me like his did. I wanted to bite it, mark it, bury my cock in it.
As if he knew where my thoughts had gone, Wills spread his legs and angled back toward me. I ran my thumb over the crevice that separated his cheeks, over his hole, down to the balls that hung between his thighs.
“God, you’re beautiful.” I nipped his unmarked shoulder blade. “And I’d better get out and get dressed—”
“Do you have to?”