" What do you call sneaking out before the sun comes up?”
“Punctual,” she decided. “I had things to do.”
“We had things to do.”
Heat settled low in her belly. “Did we? I don’t recall you making an appointment.”
“Keep running that mouth, hustler,” he rasped beside her ear, making her shiver. “I’ve been impatient to fuck you for days. If you keep taunting me, I’ll have no choice but to assume you want it as rough and dirty as I can give it. And, baby?” He nipped her ear. “I saw the way your back arched and your thighs squeezed together when you heard my voice behind you. I know how bad you want it. "