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She laughed. “Like that’s a surprise.”

That right there was what she did for him...made him laugh with her. When he was with her, his mind quieted. “What about panties. You commando down there, too?”

“Whether I answer that depends on how good your pickup line is. You don’t even have one, do you?”

“I got one. You ready?” She nodded, and he said, “Do you have a map, beautiful girl? I just got lost in your eyes.” Her lips twitched, and he knew she was trying not to laugh. “Hey, it’s a good one.”

“It’s terrible. Got another one that might work better?”

“How about this one, beach girl? I can’t tell if it’s an earthquake, or if you just seriously rocked my world.”

She rolled her eyes, then gave in to her laughter. “That’s even worse. I’m afraid you struck out with beach girl.”

“One more chance.” He cupped a breast and rubbed his thumb over the nipple. “Okay, here goes. Would you mind giving me a pinch? You’re so beautiful that I must be dreaming.”

She pinched him.

“Ow. You weren’t supposed to take that literally.” He tickled her, and that resulted in a wrestling session, which somehow led to stripping each other’s clothing off while laughing like children high on sugar.

“Oh, jeez, he’s watching us,” she said. “It’s creepy.”

He glanced over to see Duke sitting next to the bed, his body quivering with longing to join in the fun. He wasn’t allowed on the bed, but any second now, he was going to decide he didn’t care about that rule.

“Be right back.” He got Duke out of the bedroom, then closed the door. During the minute it had taken him to do that, she’d rolled over on her stomach, and he stilled, taking a moment to admire that perfect ass. And for tonight, it was his.

Chapter Forty-Five

Harper’s gaze was on the man crawling toward her across the bed, a predatory gleam in his eyes. She should have asked Skylar to come get her. It would have been the wise thing to do, but she wanted one more night with Kade more than she wanted to be wise.

The man was jacked, and she was afraid she might start drooling as her eyes took in a muscled body that was perfection. As much as she appreciated such a fine specimen of a man, especially when he was in a bed with her, she wished she hadn’t fallen in love with him. But she had, and tonight was for making one last memory to take home with her.

When he was next to her, he lowered his face and nipped her bottom. “I couldn’t resist having a little bite of your beautiful ass,” he said when she squeaked.

“Never had my tush nibbled on before.” The trick tonight was to keep things light, not let him see that her heart was shedding tears. He wouldn’t want to know about the ache deep in her chest. She thought he’d reply with something funny, but his only response was a growl she wasn’t sure how to interpret. Did it bother him to think of another man having his mouth on her bottom?

“Turn over, LT.”

LT.He’d always made the two letters sound special, intimate. Tears burned her eyes, which was just silly. They were initials, nothing more. As she turned over, she willed the tears away, not wanting him to see them.

“So many places I want my mouth.” He cupped a breast. “I think I’ll start here and work my way down. You like that plan?”

“I approve.”

His grin was pure wickedness. “While my mouth is here...” He swirled his tongue around a nipple. “My fingers are going to be here.” He danced his fingers down her stomach to her sex. “Need to test for wetness. Hmm, wet, but not soaked yet. Need to work on that.”

While his mouth made love to her breasts, alternating from one to the other, his fingers toyed with her with the skill of a maestro. She clutched the sheet in her fists as tension started low in her core and heat spread through her body.

“As much as I want to taste you, I’m not going to until you come on my fingers.”

Everything he was doing—from the swirl of his tongue on her breasts and the little bites that were a kind of pleasure pain, to the feel of his fingers inside her, to the way he talked to her—made her feel like a volcano ready to erupt.

“Come now, Harper.”

The volcano exploded. Her spine and the bottom of her feet tingled as euphoria crashed through her. He sealed his lips over hers, capturing her panting breaths with his mouth.

When her heart stopped feeling like it was going to pound itself to an early death, and he released her mouth, she snorted a giddy laugh. “You can’t just order me to climax.”

His smirk was full of male satisfaction. “I think I just did.”

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