He grinned at her. “That was fun. We should be okay up here, what do you think?”
She poked his chest with her forefinger, just to see how he would react. “Yeah, as long as I don’t fall off during meditation. Looks safe enough.” He grabbed her finger and took it into his mouth. Then he winked as he sucked a little, his smooth tongue and the wet sensation sending more shivers down her spine. She pulled her finger back sharply, trying to get her mind back on the job. That boy was really distracting.
“You know, there’s a whole lot of things I want to do to you with my tongue when we get back.” Her eyes widened, and her thoughts came to a sudden halt. The bastard smugly continued, “Just saying. I’m good at motivational talk.” Some motivation. She sighed, a little dreamily, before snapping bac
