Page 65 of Stolen Trophy


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He’s tasting our combined releases and cleaning me up with his tongue.

Licking his lips, he gets to his feet again, holding the counter on either side of me. “Now, you have a five-second head start.”

“What?” I ask dumbly, my voice hoarse.

“Start running, because when I catch you, I’m going to fuck you again.”

He’s got to be joking.

He steps back and grins at me, flushed and coated in sweat. “One,” he counts.

Shit!

I scramble—okay, fall from the counter and stand on shaky legs as I meet his cocky, satisfied gaze. “Two.”

I hurry from the kitchen, panicking even as I giggle, unable to help myself. I freeze for a moment when I spot Gage. He’s pressed against the front door, white knuckling the handle. I didn’t even hear him come in. He must sense me though because he turns to see me, and when his eyes drop to my body, they darken.

“Three!” Eric calls.

Smirking at Gage, I grab the rail and drag myself up the stairs, almost falling as I squeal.

“Four, five!” he calls in quick succession. “I’m coming for you, beautiful!”

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