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I shrug and shoot a grin over my shoulder as I fish my phone out with my free hand. Holding the device up, I lift my middle finger from the skin of Cedar’s arm without removing my grip and snap a picture that includes her helmeted head behind my shoulder and her arms wrapping me up.
“Wait, no—” Cedar moves behind me, the bike bouncing on its shocks when she damn near climbs over my shoulder with her grabby hands aimed right for the phone. “You did not just take awhere am Ipicture?”
Snickering, I extend my reach past hers, even when she ditches the helmet and climbs up my shoulders with her hips leaning into my neck.
“Gimme that!”
“Hell no.” I shake my head and grab her wrist to hold her back, but also keep her from falling on her damn head when her heels plant in the seat her ass shouldbe in. “I got dick pics on here.”
“I’ve already seen that.”
I grunt when she unintentionally pumps her pelvis into the back of my head in an attempt to reach farther. “Technically, you haven’t seen it.” I tuck my torso and yank her arm around until she’s wrapped around the opposite side of my body from the phone. “I might have a monster cock, you don’t know.”
“Pffft,” she scoffs into a laugh. “No way.” Anchoring herself with claws to my bicep, she gains leverage and throws an arm out. “I bet it’s pretty and tan,” she grunts. “All smooth skin from all that lotion.”
“Wow, burn.” Rolling my eyes, I hold my arm straight up in the air and away from her advances as her warm body clings to my left side and slowly works her way to straddling me and my hardening cock.
“Fin,” Cedar snaps when she finally lands directly in my lap, her thighs spread on either side of me and her breath coming in fast pants. “You can’t post that.”
Narrowing my gaze on her and all the sexiness she exudes, I bite the inside of my lip to hold back my grin. “Why’s that?”
Her blue eyes sparkle even though her brow furrows. “Someone’s gonna know it’s me.” She holds up her arm, the one that has the snake that wraps around her entire forearm and the head that rests on the back of her hand. “Ink they’re gonna recognize.” Then she flashes the wrist that Peach inked and my held-back grin drops.
“When did he do that?” It comes out as a growl when I didn’t intend for it to be, but for once, Cedar shrugs instead of jumping or snapping at me.
“I filled it in when I couldn’t sleep.”
Gripping her wrist, I rotate it in the faint light coming from the very same moon the once-was emoji now resembles and admire the way she captured the night sky surrounding it with smokey clouds and glistening stars. The cheeky grin is still there, but now it blends into craters and shadows on the bright surface.
“Jesus,” I breathe and bring her arm closer to my face. “You turned Peach’s whack job into this?”
Cedar snickers, but nods. “His wasn’t bad. But I’m not a smiley kinda gal.”
“Mm,” I half grunt and raise her wrist to press my lips against the heel of her palm, just below the fresh ink, as my other shoves my phone into the safety of my pocket. “It’s beautiful, sweet.”
And I don’t know how the hell I missed it.
Somewhere between the compliment and lifting my gaze to hers, the air between us changes. Charges. Feels, some-fucking-how, both heated and heavy.
Darting my tongue out to wet my lips, I hold her gaze as the next words tumble off of my lips. “But not as beautiful as the woman who carries it.”
I would swear I see a rush of red flush over her face, but this damn lack of light and the distance between us plays me.
Which only makes me wonder if she’s ever been called that before.
I want to ask her, simply because I’m finding that I want to know everything there is to know about Cedar Jones, but I don’t. Instead, I plant another kiss to the palm I still hold and watch her as she watches me with parted lips and a chest that picks up with each quickening breath.
“Shut up,” Cedar breathes, almost silently.
“Why would I do that?” I whisper and yank her close by the hand I hold to wrap an arm around her back when her small frame flies forward. She yelps as her tits crash into my chest and her hips slide up close and personal with mine, her warmth feeding straight to my stiff cock.
“I don’t know,” Cedar half sighs when my free hand lands on her bare thigh and the tip of my thumb finds the edge of her shorts. “Maybe don’t then.”
“Mm,” I sigh as Cedar wraps her arms around my neck and brings her lips dangerously close to mine. “I’m definitely not gonna.”
Cedar Jones is full of surprises. One minute we’re arguing, the next we’re almost making out. One second we’re fucking and the next she’s hightailing it out of the RV like I didn’t watch her ass go. One moment she looks at me like she hates my guts, then she looks at me like maybe she doesn’t.
Like right now, with her warm body against me, straddling me on my bike like the sexiest pinup I’ve ever seen when she was just ready to walk away from me again.
