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She responded by grabbing my face and kissing the hell out of me. “Don’t ever change.”
The growl in my chest ripped through me as I stripped my girl, tossed aside my own clothes, and loved all over her body. Even as I kissed my way down between the valley of her breasts, down to her stomach, and swirled my tongue around her navel, she didn’t stop me. She accepted the love I gave her in any way I chose to give it. So, I made my way between her legs and made her come twice.
As the plane’s front wheels pulled up, she drove her fingernails into my back while I plunged inside her bare. There was nothing between us anymore. No insecurities. No barriers. No beauty standards. Thrusting into her while I rubbed her nipple, she detonated once as I barely held on to my sanity.
“One more time, Raven!” I demanded.
Lifting her pelvis, I slid in just a little deeper, driving into her until she squeezed my cock so hard we both exploded.
As I settled next to her side, my arm burrowed under her neck while my other hand crept between her thighs. Fuck, I would never get enough of her.
She moaned and her eyes sparkled as she smiled at me. “What kind of magic are you up to, Chief?”
I growled as I bit and soothed her neck while I rolled her pebbled nipple. “The kind that makes you scream my name.”
And that’s exactly what she did all the way back to Taylor Ridge.
37
RANSOM
“Who boxed this stuff up?” Phoebe shrieked, pacing our living room. “Look at this!” she said pointing accusatorily. “They put my hippo slippers in with my kitchen utensils. Do you know how long we’ve been back? I’ve been looking for them for a whole fucking week because who in the world would ever look for slippers with tongs?”
Pulling her against my chest, I pressed a hungry kiss to her indignant lips. When I pulled back, she was dazed. “It wasn’t my fault, so I get to distract you from your anger, right?”
With the breeze officially removed from her sails of anger, she melted into me. “Fuck, yeah. You’re so sexy with nothing but a pair of jeans and bare feet. It makes me want to sink to the floor and shove your dick down my throat.”
Flexing a little, it had the desired effect of her giving that little moan. The one that set my blood on fire. “You mean like this?”
She ran her painted fingernail down my chest. “Mm-hmm. You busy?”
She only wore a sweater dress while she unpacked and I didn’t see a panty line. Her hands already popped the button on my jeans and carefully worked the zipper down. Groaning at the feel of her hand around my shaft, I felt it pulse in her hands as she knelt in front of me. My weeping tip felt her puffs of breath, her soft lips following.
So the knock at the door made me growl.
With a snicker, Phoebe popped up. “We’ll finish that thought later.” She glanced back at me over her shoulder biting her lip until she opened the door.
I tucked my cock away, but damn that hurt to be so close and yet so far.
“Dom!” Phoebe shouted.
Dominic leaned down and pressed a kiss to her cheek. “How are you, sassy pants?”
She snickered and tugged him inside. “I’m great, but what are you doing here?”
He chuckled. “It’s good news this time. I figured out the supply issue. J didn’t make the arrangements for plastic to be delivered to Seattle. So, we’re flush with plastic, production is up, and the Board should be thrilled come next quarter.”
I flopped onto a barstool. “You’re shitting me.”
Dominic sat next to me and slapped a hand on my shoulder. “Hey, it’s over. And Piercing Tides is floating in the black once again.” Then he turned to Phoebe. “Now what is this I hear about our girl writing a book?”
She nibbled on her lower lip. “Um, yeah. There are other people who write books about their experiences with serial killers. Thought I’d give it a try.”
Dominic shook his head smiling. “True crime investigative journalist turns into a true crime novelist. It’s perfect! Aunt Lori and I are so proud of you, sassy pants.”
I punched my brother in the arm. “You have to stop calling her that.”
“Sweet cheeks?” he offered.
