“Nobody likes a showoff,” I reply huskily, breathlessly, as I try not to close my eyes to the sensation of his breath on my skin, still hovering over me like a predator watching his prey.

“You like me… That’s all that counts.” He moves so his mouth finds mine again, and this time, I clamp my lips shut and shake my head at him, trying not to smile until he gives up and goes back to sitting up to stare at me. Holding his weight over me without actually crushing me this ...