Chapter Five
Sean lay in bed, still kind of out of breath. He didn’t know what the hell had made him carry Emma into his bed, but it felt right. Now he knew why chicks dug that sort of thing in movies. He liked the power of moving her almost as much as the power he had to make her curse and scream his name. They lay on his bed, panting, and Emma turned to him with a smile.
Fuck, she was gorgeous.
“Well, that was fun.”
“Better than birthday cake?”
“Heck, yeah.”
“You’re back to saying heck. I guess I have to work on that.” He flipped to his side and stroked a finger along her ribs.
She squealed and squirmed away. “Don’t do that. I’m ticklish.”
With her feet flat on the mattress, she pressed her hips into the air and pulled up her pants. The sight made him want to crawl between her th
