Delia stretched out on the bed, thankful for soundproof walls that would ensure her that Gran could sleep peacefully while she and Michael made as much as noise as they wanted. Though some could be heard through the bottom of the door, most sounds were muted and hard to discern.
Michael nipped at her ankle. He seemed to be in a playful mood, and he tugged at the skin of her calf before licking a line to the inside of her knee.
Work hard, play harder, he thought as he traced a slow circle that made Delia shiver with raw delight.
The whiskers on his chin rasped along her skin, both hard and soft as he kissed one thigh, nipped the other, edging closer to her heated core as the saliva pooled like hot lava on his tongue.
The top of his head pushed her onto her back when he went higher, send
