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“I already told you. He’s trying to cook his way into your panties.” Chase licked some of the cream cheese off his fingers. An image of what he could do with those fingers flashed in my head.
I shuddered and struggled to concentrate on eating. “No. He’s not.”
“Yes he is, and with his food, Gabe actually has a chance.” He finished the sandwich and gazed at my bag. “What else did Lover Boy prepare for you?”
“None of your business.” I placed the bag behind me. “Go ahead and eat your expensive steaks.”
“No. I want what’s in your bag.”
“Why would you want my stuff when you already have your own?”
“Because you messed up and let me have a sample and now I can’t get that taste off my mind.” He slid his tongue across his bottom lip. It made me think he was talking about last night. “Please. I’d like to try some more.”
“No.”
“Do you remember what happened the last time you kept telling me no?”
I stirred in my seat. My breasts suddenly seemed restricted in my bra. My pants became more of a barrier than a source of comfort.
This is going to be a long, long plane ride.
“Well, since you said please, here you go.” I swallowed and dragged the bag back around me.
He didn’t touch the bag. Instead, he kept his gaze on me. “You’re captivating.”
“You’re full of it.” I looked like I was getting ready to go to sleep. My hair was pulled back in a ponytail. I just wore a t-shirt, yoga pants, and slippers.
“Trust me. If I could, I would induct you into the Mile High Club.”
“How do you know I’m not already a member?”
“You wouldn’t allow it.” He winked. “It’s not proper behavior.”
“I’m a naughty girl when I’m in a relationship with someone I love and trust.”
He leaned in as if to kiss me.
My heart stopped.
I clutched the couch pillows in terror, but I didn’t move away. I couldn’t, because in the end I craved his touch more than I had the courage to admit.
“I want to be that guy for you.” He kissed me.
And not just any kiss. He kissed me like he owned me, as if he’d bought me last night and my orgasm was the payment. His tongue didn’t explore my mouth. It taunted me, gliding in and out between my lips in a rhythm that reminded me of hot sex. He shifted his hand to the back of my head and trapped me to him. My bag and its contents dropped to the floor as he groaned and closed the distance between us.
God. I don’t want this to end.
I whimpered under his lips. My body waited impatiently for his hands to travel around my skin, his fingers to do naughty things to my flesh, and his cock, dear god I needed to see and feel it. My panties shifted to instantly wet. And between my legs was a searing hot heat that signaled I was ready for him.
“Jasmine,” he whispered. “All last night I pictured your face right when you came. Did you think of me last night?”
“Yes.” My smooth breathing transformed to panting as he nibbled the curve of my neck.
“Did you touch yourself when you thought of me?”
“Yes.” I arched my back to him as his hands glided to my hips and then pushed up under my shirt.
“Will you give my arrangement a chance?”
