She lifted her gaze to his, some of the tension easing from her face.
He clicked. “Perfect.”
“Wait! Can I see?”
He turned his phone. “See? You look amazing.”
“That’s good!” Winona said.
Naomi smiled. “Okay. Thanks.”
Chaska sent the image in a text message to Tina. “Now I guess we wait to find out what the two of them learn tomorrow.”
He hoped that, whatever the news, it would bring Naomi peace.
Chapter 18
Naomi woketo the delicious feel of Chaska’s lips against her nape.
He whispered against her skin. “Hihanni waste. Good morning.”
She tried to repeat what he’d said. “Hi-hanni wash-tay.”
He chuckled. “Lila waste—very good.”
“Are you giving me a language lesson?”
“Hmm. Not a bad idea. Pay close attention. There will be a test afterward.”
They lay spooned together on their sides with him behind her, his erection pressing against her bottom, one big hand resting on the curve of her hip.
He slid his hand back and forth over that curve. “Nite. Hip.”
“Nee-tay,” she repeated.
His hand moved higher, tickled her ribs, making her wiggle. “Tucuhu. Ribs.”
“Tu-chu-hu.”
His hand moved higher still, cupping and shaping her breast. “Aze. Breast.”
“A-zay.” She pressed her breast deeper into his hand, his touch kindling that now familiar ache between her thighs.
His fingers found her already puckered nipple, rolling it, flicking it. “Azepikpe.Breast tip.”
She didn’t repeat the word this time, too caught up in what he was doing to her, his lips on her throat, fingers that were strong enough to support his body weight teasing her nipples with such finesse.
His hand left her breast behind, slid down her belly to cup her. Then he slid a finger inside her. “San—vagina.”
“Shan.” She opened her thighs, gave him more room.
He withdrew his finger, spread her wetness over her clit, stroking her just right, until she was going out of her mind.
“I want you inside me.”
“Mmm.” He stopped what he was doing long enough to put on a condom, leaving Naomi hanging.
She moaned in protest.