Careless (Enemies to Lovers 3)

“What’s your favorite color?” he asks.

I smile up at him, surprised at his question.

“If I have to pick, then I’d have to say red.”

“Why red?”

“It’s the color of blood.” I laugh at the expression on his face as he shakes his head. “What’s your favorite color?”

“Pink.”

He didn’t even need to think about it.

“Why?”

He grins playfully “It’s the color of your pussy.”

“Eww,” I laugh as a blush creeps up my neck.

“It’s also the color of your cheeks when you’re embarrassed or turned-on.”

“If you were stuck on an island which three things would you take with you?”

“Coffee.” Hell, that one isn’t even debatable. “My laptop, but it has to come with free Wi-Fi for life.”

“Why your laptop?”

“I can study while I’m stuck there.”

He lets out a burst of laughter, and I feel his body shuddering against mine. It’s amazing being skin on skin with this man.

I bring my hands to his jaw and brush my fingertips over his stubble

“I’ll bring you,” I whisper.

“Why?”

“You give good orgasms.”

He chuckles, but I can see he’s satisfied with my answer.

“What would you take?”

“You, Marcus and food.”

“I didn’t think of food,” I muse.

“That’s okay, you can give me blowjobs.”

I crinkle my nose at the idea. I’ve never given a guy a blowjob so I don’t know what it would be like.

“That’s an experiment for later,” he whispers as he brushes some hair away from my forehead.

“You feel so good underneath me.”

I can’t argue there. It feels incredible having him on top of me.

“Thank you for giving us a chance.” His voice is low and scratchy, and the emotions show on his face.