Ami
The warmth of his body enveloped me as he slid under the covers, his hands reaching to pull me flush against his body.
And I relaxed against him. My eyes still closed as he placed the smallest of kisses on my shoulder. A moan escaped me before I could stop myself.
So much for faking sleep.
His chuckle was dark and dirty and my insides clenched with need.
“Do you need me to make you c*m little witch?” His voice was a husky moan in my ear as his hand moved lower still. And my thighs opened for him. My own breathing growing ragged as he cupped me.
I didn’t even care about him calling me little witch anymore. It didn’t matter what he called me as long as he was with me. But I made a mental note to ask him why that nickname stuck.
“Yes.” I ground it out between my clenched teeth a
