Summer ran her finger down his chest again, without the fire, and said, “Oh, I intend to set you on fire in a completely different way.” Gently she pushed him back onto her couch.
Pietro grinned, “I sure hope so. I’m going to like this…a lot.”
“Shut up, Pietro,” Summer said gently, and knelt across him. Combing the fingers of one hand through his hair, she regarded him with head tilted for a moment before leaning in to kiss him. The kiss began softly, almost chastely, until she pressed closer and licked at his mouth.