Chapter 51

A shiver wracked his body. I actually saw the hairs on his thighs stand on end. “I-I don’t know if I can continue painting with you doing…that…”

“I didn’t mean to disrupt your work. Do you want me to stop?”

“You areinsane if you think the answer is ‘yes.’”

“Then continue on the best you can, artist, and pretend I’m not here. Oh, and don’t worry about making a mess.” Looking into his eyes, I flicked my tongue over his leaking slit. “I’ll be more than happy to clean up after you.”