Summer murmured, smiling — almost smirking — at him, “Oh, yes. You can have anything you like.” She pressed her mouth to his, slowly, giving him a very passionate, very long kiss.
When Ace pulled away, he flashed Summer one of his most dazzling grins before his gaze drifted down to the valley between her breasts.
“Can we order a pizza, then fuck?”
She brushed her thumb over his cheekbone, eyelashes lowered. “Yes, we can do that, cariad.” A mischievous light came into her eyes. “Are you going to have your wicked way with me?”