Chapter 87. Intimate

I feel like he is grabbing my hips and pulling me toward him. I laugh, turn the camera around so it’s facing him, kiss his cheek, and enjoy the way he’s laughing. Once he quickly pressed his lips to mine, I turned off the video on his phone and threw it on the coffee table. He was so happy, and it showed on his face.

"I’m going to watch that video over and over again." He whispers something to me between kisses as he nudges my nose with his, and I laugh and nod in answer. "Would you like for me to put you to bed?" Every time he whispers, my stomach does a flip.

"Okay." I whisper back, and he smiles, sits up, and puts his hands on the backs of my legs, as if he’s going to pick me up. But it looks like he stops when he notices his shirt is riding up.

"Don’t tell me..." I let out a gasp when I feel his fingers skim over the skin on my arms and legs. They don’t touch anything until they reach the top of my underwear. Then, while