Summer grinned. “I’m curious what ‘excitable’ means. And I’m curious how obedient you’re feeling right now.” She climbed back onto the bed, stretching herself out along the length of his body. Delicately, she traced the scars and marks on his torso, fingertips slipping ever downward, occasionally bending to kiss or lick a particular point.“When am I ever feeling particularly obedient?” Tony asked, arching one eyebrow. He fell back the short distance to the bed, flat on his back again as he settled his hands on her hips, his fingers skating up her sides as she moved lower. He offered her a cheeky grin and jerked his hips up once. “See? Excitable!”
She laid a hand on his fly, pressing a little and sitting up again. It pulled her from his grip. Slowly, she licked at her lips, sliding her left hand under the fabric of her dress at the throat. “So you don’t want to watch any more?” Summer asked, slipping the sleeve down and baring her shoulder.