Ilya laughed, and kissed behind Shane’s ear. “We do not talk about these freckles on the back of your neck enough.” “I’m not—” Shane’s breath hitched as Ilya increased the speed of his strokes. “I’m not too familiar with them.” “They are just here. A little group of them.” Ilya’s lips brushed the base of Shane’s neck, making Shane shiver. “Adorable.”
