My hand inches lower, dangles closer, temptation there. “I regret putting my tongue down your throat.” Which I didn’t. I stopped the kiss before it went that far, but it doesn’t matter. Deep rumbling laughter vibrates through him. “Take that back.” My face scrunches up and I pull my hand away. The asshole doesn’t deserve an ass grab. He can just keep his tight ass to himself. “Never. I swear to God when I get down, I’m going to disembowel you.”
