“If you’re afraid to… you know…, there are other things we could do.”
“Other,” I echoed, gulping, “things.”
“Yeah, lots,” he agreed, grinning now through glittering autumnal strands.
Stunned by what reflected sunshine did to his ivory skin, I gulped again, seeming to signal him. He swooped around and suspended himself above me, all that hair a fragrant privacy curtain. Nickolas brought his lips to my ear, where his tonguing around the shell made an obscene sound.
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