“I’ll distract him when you go book shopping. You distract him when I go picking out decorations.”
Jesse sighed, a light note of sadness filtering through him. “My books. I’m going to miss them.” He settled on the mattress between her legs and licked the seam of her thigh. “Who is going to distract him when we pick out the biggest house we can find?”
“Silly man,” she teased. The words caught and rolled when his tongue skimmed her outer lips, the slightest of touches punctuated by his soft, warm breath. “We go during the day. This is one time his being stuck inside will work to our advantage.”
She felt more than heard Jesse’s laughter. “We still need to get the money from him.” His finger slid down her slit, then back up, his nail brushing against her clit. “How do we get blood from a stone?”