Chapter 31 Eleven: Gage

• “You kiss your man with tongue, Stella.”
• She makes a halting sound. “You’re too tall. I can’t reach.”
• That’s when I realize she’s straining in her kneeling position, head tipped all the way back, hands using my shoulders for leverage, just so our lips can meet. “Aw, you’re a tiny little thing, aren’t you?” I tickle her ribs, swoop down for a hard kiss, then drop down onto the blanket, rolling over onto my back, stacking my hands behind my head. “Does this make is easier for you?”