He enjoyed that slightly rough side of her that came out every so often. Those little nibbles she'd perfected not only felt good, but they branded him as hers. Intentional or not, the possessiveness inherent in such an act was thrilling.

"I don't think I can go anywhere until you say so," he teased, tugging on his cuffs a little. He certainly didn't plan to go anywhere tomorrow, not if it meant being away from her. He couldn't get enough of her right now.