Another giggle was cut short by her writhing and moaning, and a shudder that owed nothing to anyone else’s emotions. “You did that on purpose,” she accused. “You /know/ what that spot does to me.”
Blinking innocently and tilting his head to the side, he graced her with an angelic smile as his fingers curled around her hips, his lips not moving from that very same spot. “Mmm, I’m afraid that I have absolutely no idea what you’re talking about.”
Summer shivered again, feeling like her skin crinkled with the way her nerves reacted. “Liar,” she muttered. “Oh god.” She squirmed under the inexorable teasing and the gentle strength of his hold.