Summer bit at his mouth, answering his moan with a little growl. Breaking the kiss, she murmured, “Are you going to be a good boy now? When I ask for something, I expect to get it.”
“Yes ma’am,” he muttered, grinning a little.
Deliberately, she laid on him, then slid off to one side, leaving an arm and a leg draped over his body. “You wanted to mark me. Now’s your chance to earn that privilege.”