“You’re adorable,” he murmured, nuzzling into my neck. His lips and his scruff sent tingles down my spine as he licked and nipped at the skin. My mouth just wouldn’t seem to stop, though. “I am not adorable. I am full of attitude and sass,” I muttered. He pushed off the covers and kissed his way to my chest, licking at a nipple. I gasped but kept talking. “I am a grumpy motherfucker. A force of darkness who can destroy joy with a single barbed comment.”
