Dahlia
As Michael leaned back, Dahlia slid up his chest, then down across his stomach. "That would be... interesting... and much more enjoyable. And, you know Michael, I don't have a last name..." She paused. "Well, I did... once. Another life." She smiled. "But, I like the sound of 'Dahlia Hendricks.' "
Michael slid around to face her and captured her mouth. She leaned into him as he parted.
"I will remember, Michael. No matter what happens, I will endeavor to choose you. Fair warning though, I may not be able to hold myself back." She chuckled at that last bit, while admiring Michael's form. She pecked his upper chest with brief kisses, running her hands up his arms. "Shall I make it up to you, my gorgeous god?"