- We were on a joy ride, Bonnie and Clyde, never ever been so satisfied. -

"Mmmm Phil," I moaned softly.

He was kissing my neck and chest, nipping and sucking gently at the skin. Having been quite turned on by the story of my wrong name disaster, he'd dragged me straight to my bed before I'd even had time to kick off my shoes, and now he was giving me a reason to moan his name.

"Mhmm?" he murmured against me.

"You're such a tease," I complained.

"Me? Never?" he feigned innocence.

"Yes, you. Stop teasing me and give me some."

"Mmmm, I like the sound of that."