Her cheeks were flushed by the cold, her eyes sparkled, and the warmth of pleasure he felt in buying her more than she could carry from the Christmas Market vendors was all he needed.
“I certainly can.”Ares placed his hand on the small of her back.
Josie shook her head, and he looped his arm through hers, walking through the crowd, admiring the merchandise for sale.“Even if it makes me uncomfortable?”
“I want to give you more.It’s my pleasure to spoil you, Josie.”
“I don’t need to be spoiled.”Josie paused at a stall, shook her head, and went by.
Ares tugged her back.“Tell me what caught your eye?”
“Nothing.”
“Josie,” Ares stepped into her space, brushed his hand through her bouncy curls.“Tell me or I’ll have to give you so many orgasms, you’ll scream.”
Her face heated, and she glanced at the ground.
Ares raised an eyebrow, cocking his head.Ever since their evening started, and they wandered through the brightly lit Christmas Market, he had wanted to have the conversation of where things were going between them.
Of where hewantedthings to go between them.
Not that he was in a rush, but he didn’t believe in wasting his time or Josie’s.If she wasn’t open to a sexual relationship, he’d lick his wounds and part as friends.
“That scarf is perfect for my friend Maisy,” Josie bit her lip.
“Just one or two?”
“Ares!Seriously, buying me gifts that I want for my friends is too much.”
“You have no idea how many orgasms are too many, do you?How it feel to have your body trembling from so much pleasure its pain?”He whispered the words against her ear and then nibbled the delicate shell, feeling her shiver.
She shook her head, a blush climbing up her neck.“Ares, that’s…no I haven’t.”
“Buying you gifts, taking care of you, letting me do things for you gives me pleasure, Josie.”
“And making me orgasm would give you pleasure?”She tilted her head to the side, as if she couldn’t believe him.
But she had no idea how much pleasure he wanted to wring out of her body.Of how much he wanted to hear what she sounded like as she climaxed.
Ares cupped her face in his hands.“Yes.So would kissing you,” he leaned down, and Josie stood on her tiptoes.
“More glühwein?”A guy with a nozzle coming out of a backpack interrupted them.
Josie took a quick step back, almost stumbling.
Ares grabbed her arm to steady her.
“Thanks,” Josie mumbled.
“No thanks, we’re fine,” Ares waved off the guy with the backpack.
Josie let out the most adorable little sound and covered her mouth.
“What?What’s so funny?”
“You sound so annoyed.”
“I am annoyed.He interrupted our kiss.”
