“What's that face?” He pushed himself onto one elbow and arched an eyebrow. His hand slid across my stomach, and I shivered at the sensation. We’d touched everywhere last night, but it still felt like the first time. I didn’t think I’d ever get tired of it.
I turned over in his arms, chasing the last of whatever he was willing to give me. To my surprise, Kaden didn’t immediately jump out of bed and run away. He trailed his knuckles along my side, seeming to enjoy the way my muscles flexed under the attention.
He must have seen some of the confusion on my face. “What is it? You look like you’re waiting for me to bite you.”
“You already did that,” I said, waiting for him to tense up at the reminder of what we’d done last night. "I'm waiting for the other shoe to drop."
Kaden dipped his h
