“Make your call,” Jesse urged, tossing his crust back in the box, “so we can show you just how worth it it’s gonna be.”
She did, and they did.And it was.
Epilogue
“What time are you meeting Bailey and Gwen at the hotel?”
Chloe tilted her head back to give Jesse more room and savored his subtle basil scent.“Not until late.Nine or so.”
Nibbling his way along her collarbones, Jesse grunted.“Plenty of time.You do your pre-game workout?”
She groaned in annoyance even as his mouth on her neck made her shiver.“I hate it when you use sports metaphors in bed.”
“Sorry.I thought it sounded better than ‘did you clean out your ass so Knox can fuck it?’.”
“Yeah, that’s not sexy,” she decided.“Say something sexy.”
He dipped down to circle his tongue around her nipple, already swollen and ruddy from his hands.“Like what?”
“I don’t know.”God, she loved his mouth on her breasts.He knew just how to nibble and lick and scrape to make her head spin and her pussy wet.“You’re the fuckboy.Come up with something.”
“How about, ‘is there any chocolate left?’”
“Jesse!”she wailed.“That’s awful!”
His shoulders were shaking with laughter.“What?”
“I said sexy, not disgusting!”She bucked under him, shoving until he rolled to his back, and climbed on top of him.She looked down into his laughing face and tried to scowl disapprovingly.“You’re terrible.”
“You love it.”Grinning, he danced his fingers down her ribs.
“No tickling!”she howled and pinched his nipple in retaliation.
“Ow!”He looked down at his nipple, then at her, outrage mixing with laughter.“Want to play rough, do you?”
“You know the rules,” she accused, trying to hold on to her scowl.“No tickling in bed.”
“No ticklingKnoxin bed,” he corrected her.“You never said no tickling you in bed.”
“That’s not…” Oh shit, it was true.“Well, it’s a rule now.”
He heaved a sigh.“You’re no fun.”
“Excuse me?”she said, affronted.“Who sucked honey off your balls last night?”
“Okay, that was fun,” he admitted.“And sticky.”
“Tell me,” she muttered.“I got it in my ears.”
He grinned at her.“I told you it was going to drip.”
“I didn’t hear you complaining,” she said archly, remembering his cries and groans of ecstasy when she was trying to get all the honey off his taint.
“Of course not, you had honey in your ears.”
She laughed.
“So, did you?”
