“Maybe not /innocent/ … ” she drawled. She grinned at him, nose wrinkling. “So you don’t like my idea, then?”
“Mmm, that’s my Summer right there,” he praised her and leaned to kiss her sweetly on the nose, a delighted laugh tearing from him. “Oh no, I really do. In fact, I’d be quite disappointed if we stopped now…”
She ran the fingers of one hand down his cheek before locking her arms around his neck again. “Don’t stop then,” she purred, giving another bounce. “Finish opening your other present.” Another kiss kept him from replying to that right away, as she teased at his mouth with teeth and tongue.