Chapter 37. Answer

My pulse thundered.

He rose up on his knees and ran his fingers along the curve of my waist.

Then he dipped his head and nibbled gently—playfully—on the side of my butt cheek.

I jolted slightly.

“That’s not pain,” I muttered through clenched teeth.

He bit in a little harder.

I gazed down at him and found him behind me, looking like a predator biting into his prey.

Except that was my butt cheek.

“Are you sure you’re alright? If you don’t get your face off my butt, I’m going to fart in your face.”

He pulled back and smiled.

“I would love you to be that comfortable with me. Go on, release one.”

“Shut up! I don’t fart! I am a woman, women don't fart!”

I snapped angrily.

"My bad".

He chuckled and kissed down my spine… lower… until he reached my belly.

His lips were soft and slow there, teasing, lingering.

It wasn’t enough.

I raised my hips instinctively as he