Forgetting my strength, Christian flipped right off the mattress and onto the floor between the beds.
I strode up to him. He turned over, looking up at me with animalistic desire. I got on all fours and put the hard length of him into my mouth. Then I pulled back and ran my tongue teasingly along the slit.
“Jaysus.”
“How much money do you have?” I asked.
He threw his arm over his face. “I don’t know.”
“How much?”
Christian peered up at me. “Why?”
I stroked his thighs, my breath on his skin. “We could bring up one of those women. She could sit in the corner and watch. Maybe direct.”
“You’d want that?”
I stole a glance. “There’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you.”
Christian sat up and speared me with his gaze. I hated when he read into everything, searching for hidden meanings. “I know what you’re doing.”
“Spicing things up.” I licked him from base to tip.
Christian hooked his hands beneath my arms and sat me next to him. “You’re planning for our future.”
I rested my arm on the bed to face him. “So what if I am? As much as you like head, that’s not enough to satisfy you for a thousand years. Let’s be realistic. I can’t take off my clothes, and unless you can penetrate my ghost panties, it’s a no-go. Neither of us wants to separate, so maybe I have to make concessions.”
“For what purpose?”
I lowered my gaze. “To keep you.”
Suddenly our legs were tangled as he drew closer and stroked my arm. “You’re the steam in my ship.”
“Yes, but your ship can’t sail. So maybe every once in a while, you’ll want to go on another boat. I just wanted to find a way we could do this together. I’m not saying I’d like it, because I don’t. But I’d rather be involved than have you go behind my back. I didn’t come from a conventional family, so maybe I’m an idiot for thinking I could have a normal relationship. Hell, I’m dating a Vampire with a Honda.”
“Need I remind you of my motorbike?”
“I’ve always wanted loyalty and honesty, but not at the expense of you living a life unfulfilled.”
Christian tossed back his head and laughed. “Have you gone stark raving mad? Carnal pleasure involves more than a cock and a fanny.”
I tilted my head to the side. “Be realistic. What if we’re together for five thousand years? I don’t want to lose you to this, so maybe I’m just thinking ahead.”
He cupped my nape and kissed the corners of my mouth as he spoke. “You. Are. My. Desire.” Christian kissed me with such reverence that I nuzzled into his neck afterward.
“I’d rather we talk about it openly than you resenting me,” I said, feeling his pulse tick against my lips. “I wish this had never happened. I should have cut off Sparrow’s balls when he asked me to dance.”
Christian jerked his head back. “You danced with the shitebag?”
“Barely. You’ve seen me dance.”
“You’re just trying to make me jealous.”
I laughed softly. “Can I finish what I started?”
He tenderly stroked my back. “Can’t say I’m in the mood now that I remember where we are. Especially now that I’ve taken a gander at the stains on the floor. Here. Stand up.”
Christian helped me to my feet and then yanked up his boxer briefs.
