Page 5 of Running For It


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“I’ve got a room here for the night.” His voice was low. “Bed big enough for three.”

“We’re not getting back together.” I had to put that out there now, before I lost all grip on my senses.

Ramsey hovered his mouth near enough mine I felt his breath on my skin. “Tell me you don’t still feel that spark.”

“Just one night.” I was reminding myself as much as them.

“Notjust.” Hunter was at my back. “It’ll be so incredible you won’t forget.”

I never had. I rose on my toes, to press my lips to Ramsey’s.

He gripped my neck harder, and crushed his mouth to mine. I gasped in disappointment when Ramsey broke away too quickly for my liking, but he didn’t let me go.

He pressed his forehead to mine. “We should continue this conversation upstairs,” he said in that same growly voice he sang in.

The sound and sentiment were a skilled touch, sliding over me. “If you insist.”

The three of us left the ballroom, walking side by side but not touching. I’d be wounded by that, but there was no reason to announce a casual hookup to the world. Besides, the anticipation that roared through me was wonderful at helping me ignore most everything except what came next.

The elevator ride up was quiet. Cool. From the outside, three friends sharing a car up to their respective rooms. The stroll down the hallway was the same.

Ramsey opened the door with a sleight of hand so smooth he would have made most magicians jealous, and let us in the room. I caught a glimpse of sprawling luxury, before his hands were on my cheeks and my back was against the wall. He kissed me hard, devouring my moans and clinging to me like I was his oxygen. Or that was me, arms around his neck and nails digging into his shoulders, clinging for all I had.

Three

Ilost track of one kiss flowing into the next and then another. At any other time, I could deny how much I missed this—how much I missed Ramsey—but not now. This was familiar. Delicious. Everything.

When Ramsey let me go, I didn’t have time to flounder, before Hunter was tilting my head in his direction. Claiming my lips. Knotting his fingers in my hair. I swore sparks danced everywhere he touched. He and I had always connected—that whole friends-with-benefits thing—but tonight, it felt more intense.

Maybe I was making more of this than I should be. On the other hand, my memory had understated the feeling of Ramsey’s fingers gliding up my arms. His breath on my skin. Hunter’s teasing growl, as he licked a line up my neck.

Ramsey slid my zipper down my back one agonizing tooth at a time. “I missed unwrapping my favorite candy.” He drew his mouth up my shoulder to my neck, and then to nibble on my ear. “You taste even sweeter than I remember.”

“My second wish from the genie.Make me candy flavored.” It didn’t matter that I hadn’t had that conversation with them earlier; they ran with the reference.

“Your face is candy flavored.” Hunter caught my bottom lip between his teeth.

I laughed. I’d missed both of them, not just Ramsey. “One of the things I like about you. You’re not going to follow that with,So’s my cock. Want a taste?”

Hunter rolled his eyes. “Tacky. Besides, you already know it’s more of a cherry flavor.”

“It’s true.” My teasing faded into a surprised gasp when something fitted over my eyes.

Ramsey pressed his lips into the hollow behind my ear. “Since you’re only here for the night, let’s make the most of it.” He pushed my dress to the ground, leaving me blind and exposed, in nothing but a strapless bra and panties.

My anticipation was back, spiking my pulse and making my head fuzzier than any champagne could. Fingers grasped mine and tugged, all other contact falling away. I didn’t hesitate to follow. I trusted whoever led me to do so safely.

Another pair of hands rested on my hips and pulled me to a stop. My bra fell away, and my panties were pushed to the ground. Cool air kissed my dampness, and my heart hammered against my ribs.

“On the bed. On your back.” Ramsey set my hand on the edge of the mattress, so I’d know where it was.

I didn’t make any excuses or apologies for loving the way he took charge in the bedroom. The last few years apart, the arguments since—they all fell away as I did as commanded.

Silence settled into the room, blanketing me in desire and raising goosebumps everywhere. With no sight, I strained my ears for any indication of where they were. Of what came next.

Hands grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head.

Ramsey’s lips on mine drew a light moan. I didn’t need to see, to know who was kissing me; he was more demanding, serious, and eternally clean shaven. He followed a lazy path down my chest. He paused to flick his tongue over my nipples until I squirmed against Hunter’s grip, then continued his journey downward.

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