Chapter 114

Swing Bed

He flops me on the swing bed again and tells me, "Your injury is not a joke. Take some rest while I prepare for lunch." He made me excited for nothing!

Guilty of disappointment, I throw a pillow onto his head and he pauses, and then I clamp him on his loins to drag him onto the bed. This is a kind of instance where the woman should make the first move! He's leaning his back on me while I hug him from behind, holding onto my thighs positioning on both of his sides.

"I can take burns and bullets piercing through my body. This is nothing compared to those," I whispered in his ear.

"What? Why'd you do that—!?"

Ignoring his reaction, I strip his shirt in one swipe upward and kiss his neck. I slid the tips of my fingers on the shape of his body with the conspiracy of my sliding toes to tickle him. As I expected, it's easy to push all of his buttons. He turns to face me, pulls my legs to him, and lies above. "Should I just make you faint?" he teased.