"It's not too weird." Tired of waiting, I sweep her into my arms. Her heartbeat patters against my bare chest, and she melts, her arms wrapping around my waist. She's careful, trying to avoid my bruises, and it hollows me out. I press my nose against her head and breathe in her scent.
"Do this with me, Kat." I squeeze her as gently as I can, though she still lets out a muffled squeak. "Come on, Valentine. Be brave."
That gets her. Because my Kat is a firecracker, and she can't resist rising to a challenge. Especially not when the challenge is something I know she wants, but doesn't think she deserves.
Fuck. That.
She goes still in my arms, and her breathing deepens. Her fingers scratch slowly against my back, and electricity zips down my spine to my c**k.
"Be brave, huh?"
"Yeah," I r
