Flopping down next to her, he said, “Agreed.”
Adjusting herself so she was curled up against his side, she rested her head on his chest and said, “So three whole days, huh?”
“Yeah,” he said with a grimace. “I hate Phoenix.”
“Never been. Don’t think I need to go anywhere where it can be one hundred fifteen degrees in the shade,” she joked.
Wincing, he said, “Not helping me here.”
Rubbing her hand on his chest, she said, “Poor baby.”
She continued to run her fingertips lightly along his chest. When she strayed slightly to the side, he shifted and moved, flinching slightly.
Stilling her hand, her eyes widened.
She said, “Oh my gosh, Christopher. How have I known you for this long and not known you were ticklish!”
Narrowing his eyes, he said, “Do it and you’ll pay.”
She stared at him for a moment, weighing her options, and then said, “Might be worth it!”
Rolling on top of him, she proceeded to tickle him until he was squirming.
“Stop! Stop. I’m totally going to toss you off me in a second and I don’t wanna hurt you,” he said, laughing and twisting.
“Then just let me keep tickling you then,” she said, smirking as she continued to tickle his ribs.
Before she could even register what had happened, he had flipped her so she lay partially underneath him now and had her hands pinned above her head.
She just blinked at him now, shocked at how quickly he had switched their positions. Shocked and, oddly, also a little aroused.
He eyed her speculatively, then said, “You look all hot and bothered underneath me now. I think you like it when I get a little rough, Chloe. You’re full of surprises.”
She considered this and said, “I am full of surprises, aren’t I? I find myself responding to a lot of things I didn’t think I’d be into. Something about the combination of us together.”
His eyes continuing to assess her, he said, “I know what you mean. It’s never been this intense before. I’ve made jokes about it, but you might seriously have ruined me for other women.”
Dipping his head down to her neck now, he began alternately kissing and swirling his tongue against the column of her neck. He continued, mumbling against her sensitized flesh, “There’s just something about the way you respond to me that makes me want to fuck you until neither of us can see straight.”
Moaning at his words and the barrage of sensation he was creating, she said, “The second you put your mouth on me, my brain just shuts off.”
Raising his head, he released her hands now. Rolling onto his side, he propped his head against one hand. She moved her body to stretch out against his.
Cupping her face with the other, his mouth descended to hers in a slow kiss.
She immediately parted her lips, allowing him entrance. She wrapped one arm around his waist, stroking the lean muscles in his back. Hearing him moan against her lips, she slid her hand under the back of his shirt to lightly drag her nails across his skin.
His hand roamed down from her hair to stroke the length of her body. Her mouth breaking away from his, she began to press light kisses against his neck. Licking a trail up the side of his neck, to his ear, she heard his breathing quicken. Drawing his earlobe into her mouth, she gave it a quick nip.
The hand that had been roaming against her back moved to her bottom now, gripping it with his palm. She took this as a sign to continue. She moved her mouth back to his neck, sucking and her way downward. Incredibly turned on now, she bit down against the sensitive flesh just above his collar bone.
She heard a low moan of approval at the back of his throat, then felt the stinging slap of his hand against her ass. The initial jolt caused her to jerk her head back and cry out in surprise. He rubbed his palm lightly over the spot he had smacked and looked at her.
Raising his eyebrow questioningly, he asked, “Yes? No? You said you were curious.”
Considering for a moment, she nodded at him and said, “I think, yes.”
“Let me know if it becomes a no,” he said.