Marlayna sent Jason another saucy look. She could hardly wait for this trip, and it was finally time. The six-month wait time from planning to evolution had felt more like six years. She squeezed his thighs, which brought his eyes from the road to meet hers.
She stared at his lips as he spoke. “I’m serious. I’m going to make you come so hard, you’ll scream loud enough for the guests on both sides of our room to hear.”
She simmered with excitement. “Well, I can’t wait for that rush, if it happens.” She screwed her face into playful doubt, her eyes blazing with skeptical mischief. She ran a hand through her long dark hair and played with the ends of a strand. “I don’t scream during sex,” she taunted.
He burst into laughter. “Have we been in the same bed?” He tapped the steering wheel quickly with his fingers. “Cause that’s a load of crap.” The smile on his face tickled her insides.
“Well, mostly I don’t,” she mused with an amused chuckle. She enjoyed playing with him so much.
“I’m thinking about the time that our neighbor texted me. Remember that?”
How could she forget? The neighbor had texted Jason, concerned after hearing a woman scream, asking if he should call the police because he thought it was coming from their house. This wasn’t the first time he’d been around their bonfire, and he knew all too well about their healthy sex life—Jason had even joked about it...