Complete surprise overtook me.
I didn’t respond at first to what he did. The move had caught me completely off guard. Everything he had done this evening surprised me.
Our relationship status was highly questionable. We had not been so close since he had returned to Boston. This was a line that both of us had tried to ignore—or I had ignored it, at least, since he did offer me the role of being his mistress.
But now, we had crossed it.
Pulling back, I gasped, “Xander, what are you doing? Xander!”
He gave me a lopsided grin as his hand moved down over my rear end and cupped me against him. “I’m tasting you.”
“Xander!” I protested by pushing against his chest, while trying to ignore the feelings that ran through me from his intimate touch. “You’re drunk. You’re not thinking this through.”
He shook his head while his eyes devoured me.