“Should I be expecting expensive gifts, then?” Summer teased. “I feel like I’ve wasted my life next you.” She mouthed at his jaw, fingertips stroking behind his ear. “Victor darling.”
He laughed a bit, “Sure, you can have whatever you’d like.” Victor looked down at her then, smiling. “I very much doubt you’ve wasted your life, besides, mine hasn’t always been roses and rainbows.” Victor tensed a bit when she mouthed at his jaw and shivered at her words, a small moan exiting his lips as he closed his eyes. “Yes love?”
“I just like to say your name. Victor darling.” She exaggerated her accent again. “Is that why you decided you liked me? Roses and rainbows?”
“No, Summer, I don’t like you cos of roses and rainbows. I like you cos I believe I can trust you with myself and my emotions, and I hope you feel the same way.” Victor grinned at her accent, it sending a pleasant hum of desire through him. Then he brought his lips to her neck, planting teasingly feather-light kisses along the column of her neck.
Summer tipped her head back, green eyes closing. She didn’t bother replying, just purred softly for him, cuddling close. “I could — mmm — listen to you talk for hours.”