“Do you miss school?” I asked instead.
He sucked in a breath and I thought he might climb off the bed and leave the room. Instead, he propped himself on one elbow and tipped my chin with his finger.
“I don’t want to be a l-lawyer, T-Tasha. Not anymore.”
I fell quiet for a few seconds. “Why not?”
He gestured to the vicinity of his mouth.
“I don’t know,” I said, raking my fingers over his bare chest. All that gorgeous muscle wrapped in smooth skin. “I think you use your tongue just fine.” I leaned forward to place my lips on his.
“You ain’t seen nothin’ yet,” he said against my mouth, a glint in his eye sparking in challenge.
With that, he tossed the blankets off my body and lifted the shirt I wore, kissing my stomach while I laughed hysterically, because his lips, while delicious, were also tickling me half to death.
“Cade!” I shrieked, palming his head.
He captured my wrists and pinned them to my sides and kissed down my thighs, then nuzzled his face over my…
Oh.
I stiffened. His tongue slicked a hot path and I arched my neck.
A few minutes later, I sank into oblivion and he sank with me. Lost in an epic orgasm, and then in his arms, which wrapped me snugly.
He kissed my forehead. “Night, Tash.”
“Night, Cade.” Those were the last words we spoke until the sun peeked over the horizon and filled my room with light.