A new house

"Let me go."

He still did not let her go even though she gave him a pleading look. With a chuckle, his hands that were holding her waist went down so they could cup her bottom.

"Let me go, J. You need to go to work now," she begged. She lifted her face to look at him, ignoring the fact that his naughty hands were actually kneading her bottom like her bottom was a soft sticky and elastic dough to play around with. 

"Well, you haven't answered my question yet. Where are we going to stay, my love?" he asked huskily.

"I..." she paused. She did not know what to say. She thought it would be his decision and hoped the answer would make her happy. Who could imagine that he would throw the question back to her?

"My love, what is the answer," he whispered and lowered his head to kiss her lips gently. "You are stealing moments in order to avoid the question, aren't you, my love?"

"J~"