"And a regular Sunday is what?" "Browsing the shops." Luke enclosed her in his arms, his hands on her lower back, pulling her closer. He brushed his nose against her jaw, tracing her cheek before he bit her earlobe. When she moaned, he licked and sucked the sting away. "Or we can stay here and I can eat you. I can suck your clit and lap your honey." She shivered and nearly melted had it not been for Luke holding her close. She placed her arms around his waist, inhaling his clean scent and sighed. "Honestly? I'm sore." "Hmm...we can't have that, can we?" His voice deepened. "And since I'm guilty as charged, let me make it up to you." "Good." Gracie gave him a peck on the cheek. "I'll change to denims and grab my bag. Then we can window shop." That wasn't exactly what he wanted, but he couldn't help grinning. Yeah, window shopping would do him good. The anticipation of making love to her at the end of that day would more than make up for it. The sun decided to take over and by the time they arrived and found a parking space, it had stopped raining.
