LIL WRIGGLED ON TOP of him when she felt his arousal spring to life, knocking against her inner thighs like an insistent salesman. She didn’t have to be sold, she was a satisfied consumer. “Mmm ... can we do that again?”
Trevor blinked. “You really want to?”
“How could I not?” She laughed softly, looking at him. His eyelids were heavy. s*x popped into her mind and coursed through her body. Making love seized her heart. “It was wonderful. You were wonderful.”
“I had help.” He twined a curl around his index finger. His other arm was bent under the pillow at his head.
“I didn’t do much,” she countered. “You were the blazing fire of passion.”
“I think we both did some blazing there.” He winked.
She trailed her fingers through his underarm hair. She liked the soft, thick tufts. Somehow it
