Wow. My muscles relaxed. In fact, my entire body felt lighter as I looked into those gorgeous eyes. He took advantage of my lack of attention, and in a few seconds, he pinned me beneath him. He was holding my hands captive, and I couldn’t move my legs either.
“Happy now? You made me ruin the surprise.”
“Just because I know about it doesn’t mean it’s ruined. I wasn’t expecting you to be so swoonworthy, William Connor.”
My heart was thumping wildly as he looked down at me with affection. I was so lost in him that I didn’t even realize he planned to tickle me until his hands went to my armpits. I shrieked and kicked my legs, laughing like a maniac. Will knew how to do payback like no one else. I deserved it, true, but goddamn, I was going to embarrass myself if he didn’t stop.
“Stop, stop, stop.” I wasn’t sure he’d understood any word I said, because I was shrieking. He must have though, because he stopped. Or maybe he just decided to show me mercy.
I was heaving out breaths while he brought his mouth to my neck. He was holding my hands above my head.
“Let’s go over the things you’re not allowed to do,” he whispered against my skin. “You’re not allowed to tickle me into telling you my plans for dates.”
“So you’re planning more?”
“Hell yes, I’m planning more.”
I rolled my hips until my belly was flat against his hard-on.
“What are you doing?” he growled.
“Showing my appreciation for your effort. You’re restraining my hands, and this is the only way I thought of doing it.” I batted my eyelashes innocently. “You were saying?”
“You’re not allowed to put your boobs anywhere near my mouth when we’re in public and I can’t taste them.”
“Is there anything I am allowed to do, Detective?” Why was my voice so husky?
“Yes. You’re allowed to go home with me and enjoy everything I’m going to do to you tonight.”
I smiled, because it was clear he wasn’t going to make good on his earlier threats.
Chapter Twenty-Four
Paige
The next morning, I woke up at the crack of dawn for no good reason. The sun had just come up, but I couldn’t figure for the life of me why I was up. That was until I looked to my left and noticed Will was propping his head on one hand, smiling lazily.
“Good morning.” How could he sound so sexy in the morning? And look so damn gorgeous? It wasn’t fair.
“Morning. How long have you been awake?”
“Half an hour. You’re cute when you sleep.” He slid closer, cupping my face. “You have a dimple here.” He pressed his thumb above the left corner of my mouth. “And you were dreaming about me.”
“Wait... what?” I had been dreaming about him, and it had been an embarrassingly sexy dream, but how could he know?
He circled the peak of my breast. My nipples were hard. Ah, yea
h. Dead giveaway. I liked to sleep in the morning, but since I was awake, why waste a perfect opportunity for morning sex? I scooted closer to Will. He watched me with a lazy smile, skimming his hand lower to my belly, and then between my legs. I groaned when he slid a finger inside me.
“You woke up wet. What were you dreaming about, Paige?”
“Why don’t I show you?”
His gaze darkened.
After the sexy action and showering, I changed into my clothes from yesterday, forgoing the panties. We were at his apartment, so I didn’t have a change of clothes.
Will was slicing bread when I entered the living room. And he was only wearing boxers. Yummm.... He frowned when he saw me.