“Do you need me to help you get into the bathroom?” he asked softly.

She shook her head. One finger came up to trace his jaw. Then his lips. Her touch was light, barely there, but he felt it like a brand in his bones. He opened his mouth and drew her finger deep. Her eyes went wide, then sexy.

“Baby”—he laved her finger with his tongue and then released her—“I asked you a question. I thought we’d established I like answers.”

She smiled again. Her smile could move mountains. “That’s not fair, you distracted me, probably on purpose so you could use that bossy tone.”

“You like my bossy tone.”

“True. But it makes me all hot and bothered, and you made it clear we’re not going there right now, so you can’t use that tone.”

His smile widened until he felt it in his gut. She did that. Brought sunshine into his life, even there in the night. He brushed a kiss over her mouth just because he couldn’t resist.

“My bossy tone makes you all hot and bothered?”

“You know it does.”

Yeah. He knew. “You’re wet for me right now, aren’t you? Hot and slick and dripping honey.”

She arched an eyebrow. “Probably.”

That was a clear challenge. She wasn’t going to tell him. She was teasing him. Teasing him. He liked it too. His palm shaped her breast, his thumb sliding over her nipple. He felt the answering shiver in her body and her eyes went violet. His hand kept going, down her rib cage to her waist. His finger dipped into her belly button and then circled it before sliding down to the soft nest of curls. The shiver grew into a tremor. She tugged her bottom lip between her teeth.

He liked this too. Playing gentle. It felt a lot like love. He sank two fingers into her. She was hot. She was slick. And there was plenty of spice calling to him. His woman was as perfect as she could get. She squirmed beneath him, her breath catching. He grinned at her.

“You are. Nice and hot too. It’s a damn good thing I’m a strong man.” Deliberately he brought his fingers to his mouth and licked her right off, making a show of it. “You taste so fucking good, Kitten, I could spend a lifetime eating you up.”

That got him a full body shiver. He rolled off her before it was too late. Teasing was one thing, but he wasn’t testing his discipline, not when it came to her. “Take care of the bathroom, Cat, and come on out to the kitchen. I’ll make us a sandwich.”

“Coffee,” she murmured, not moving when he got up.