“You really think so?”
A little confused herself at her instinctive reaction, Summer shook her head. “I don’t know. What you were doing before.” Letting go his hair, she pulled on his shoulders. “Come up, come here.” He was still wearing underwear while she was nude. That wasn’t right.
Isaac went up, nerves actually hitting him. He hadn’t meant to do anything wrong… He came up and looked her over hesitantly, waiting for a response. “You okay?” he asked quietly.
“Hey, no, I’m fine.” Summer cupped his cheek, smiling, eyes hazy. Curling over, she tangled her legs with his, bringing hips and mouths together. She kissed the taste of herself off his lips, licking and nipping. One hip pressed against his erection.