"What sort of wicked game are you playing on me?” I murmured into my lover’s neck, kissing him just below his ear.
His cheek muscles flexed beneath my hand, lifting into a smile that never failed to send shivers coursing through my body.
“’Tis no game, my love.”
“You have enchanted me as sure as any warlock.”
He frowned and paused, leaving me feeling delightfully full, but aching for movement. “Don’t say such things, even in jest. If anyone heard—”
My lips on his interrupted his sp