“Busy, I think.” Aria’s eyes gleamed with mischief. XXX He was already reaching for the container and taking more fudge with a spoon. She didn’t see when he pulled down his sweatshirt to cover up the bulge in his pants before making his way to the bedroom to answer the phone. “Are you cr—?”
His hand landed again, a bit more forcefully, and the sound reverberated throughout the apartment. She let out a cry and arched into his mouth as her body shook. She was thrilled and unbelievably aroused by his sudden intake of air. “What are you saying?” His gaze narrowed warningly.
