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Sterling (Carolina Reapers 6)

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“That’s. That’s. Amazing.” She was taking heaving, gulping breaths now.

I pulled back just enough to cradle her face. “Tell me what to do here, London.”

“I don’t. Know. I don’t know.” Her face trembled in my hands, and my gut clenched. She’d said the claustrophobia made her feel helpless, but I was right there with her, powerless to take it from her.

“God, I’m so sorry.” Someone had to get us the fuck out of here. I couldn’t even see her, couldn’t read the feeling in her eyes.

“I. Chose.” She took a breath and held it. “Distract me.”

“I’m trying,” I promised.

“Try. Harder.” Her face rose to mine and our lips collided.

Soft skin. Hard press. Over before I could blink.

“London—”

“Kiss me, Jansen.” She brought her lips to mine again.

I groaned and gave in to exactly what I’d wanted all along. Damn, she tasted like sunshine and sugary lemonade. So fucking sweet. I licked the line of her lips, and she opened for me without hesitation.

My tongue swept inside, stroking over hers.

Mine.

She gasped, clutching my shirt, and kissed me back, sealing her mouth under mine and giving just as good as I gave it. Electricity shot down my spine with every thrust of her silken tongue against mine.

I sank my hands into her hair and took her deeper, exploring every corner of her mouth until I knew it as well as my own. Fuck, I wanted to see her. Wanted to lift my head to read her eyes, her body language, but there was something utterly sensuous about only being able to feel.

Every sip at her lips, every stroke of our tongues felt magnified as if the world only existed in this kiss—this moment.

“Jansen,” she moaned against my mouth.

I wanted to hear her scream it, to feel her body clench around me as I brought her to orgasm.

My lips found her chin, her jaw, the impossibly soft skin of her neck as I licked and sucked a path to her collarbone. She cupped the back of my head, arching her neck, and another groaned again, concentrating on the little spots that made her breath catch.

“Holy shit,” she whispered. “That feels so good.”

“You’re so fucking sweet,” I replied, returning to her mouth. “I could kiss you forever.”

She whimpered, and I did just that, taking her mouth until we were both breathless, both straining at the belts that kept us locked in place. Just this kiss had me hard and hurting, pushing against the fabric of my shorts.

My palms itched to explore the curves of her body, but I wanted to see—

The lights came back on, and the ride jolted forward, breaking our kiss.

Her eyes were so bright they were almost luminous as she looked up at me, her tongue drifting across her lower lip. Fuck me, it was swollen from our kiss, and she was only more tempting now that I knew exactly how she tasted.

I rested my forehead against hers, struggling to catch my breath and praying this wasn’t the only chance I’d have to kiss her.

The boat hit a ramp, and we were slowly lifted into the lighted tunnel above as the ride came to an end.

She gasped and pulled back quickly, horror filling her eyes. “Ohmigod. Did I just force you—”

“Hell no,” I assured her. “I’ve wanted to kiss you from the second you walked into that elevator.” I ducked my head again, but she pulled back.

“You have to promise me that no one will know about this. At least not on the team.”

I would have been insulted if not for the panic in her eyes. “I’m not sure I follow.” Fuck staying quiet. My heart was pounding, demanding that I crow to the world that I was the lucky asshole who got to kiss London Foster.

“Caz will kill you. I mean it. He’ll slaughter you.” Her hands slipped to my chest, gripping the fabric of my shirt as we crested the ramp.

Okay, there was something to be said for feeling like I’d just taken advantage of her in a vulnerable state, whether or not she asked me to. I’d probably go after the guy who did that to my baby sister, too…if I had one. But if he kicked my ass, I deserved it.

“Please,” she begged softly as we approached the offloading zone, where the amusement park workers waited. “Please, Jansen. Promise me.”

“I promise.” There wasn’t anything I could deny her in that moment, my secrecy included.

She nodded and sighed in relief as our belts were unlatched, and we climbed out of the ride.

That had been the single most incredible kiss of my life. If I had to keep quiet in order to get another taste of London Foster, then I was more than willing. And if Caz found out…well, she was worth that risk, too.

6

London

“Hey, London, wait up!” Maxim called to me, and I slowed my pace, whirling around to find him hurrying out of the locker room. He had a white bundle in one hand, his pads already on beneath his Reapers’ gear.



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