“I just need you to understand that I want to go as slow as you need, Tabitha.” He strokes my cheek with the backs of his knuckles. When I nod, he continues. “But…I also need to paint your door or I’m going to crawl out of my skin.” Paint my door…? Oh. He wants to mark me as his. As claimed. Even after kisses and reassurance, he still needs this. And maybe I’m feeling a little bold anyhow, because I tell him, “I’ll let you as long as I get to watch.” Jrrru sucks in a breath. His lips part and his purring grows louder, even as he rubs and nuzzles his face against mine. His voice is a near growl
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