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Tonight he would revel in the headiness of accepting Opal as his mate.
As he got into the car, Benton searched her face.
“What?” Opal looked back.
“I just realized we haven’t had a proper kiss yet.”
“I think we’ll have time for that. The other ones today were pretty proper, sir.” Opal started her car, and they returned to the casino.
True to his word, Benton kept his hand on Opal’s thigh as she drove. Opal didn’t say anything. She enjoyed his fevered touch as it radiated over her thighs and to other underparts.
She didn't stop at the door when she pulled into the casino’s front lot. Instead, Opal drove to the side entrance and parked.
“Well, here we are.” She motioned to the building like a game show host.
Benton desperately wanted to ask her to come up. He didn’t want the night to end. He could see by the lines on Opal’s face that she didn’t either.
However, before he could say anything, she looked away. “I do have to get home.”
Realization settled over Benton. “Oh, right. You don’t live at the casino.” He laughed and rubbed his head. “I’m a little discombobulated. This fated mate chemical has me feeling a little drunk.”
“Are you sure it’s not the wine?”
Benton shook his head. “Yes. About that kiss?”
“Yes?”
“Well, last time we were kind of in public. I think we could do a bit better in private.”
“You mean, here in the casino parking lot?” Opal teased.
Benton rolled his eyes. “Well, yes, of course, a parking lot is public. But it’s only public to guests.”
“You know the casino holds more people than those playing poker today, right?”
Benton leaned forward and wrapped his fingers through Opal’s hair. “You don’t have to be so smart all the time, you know?” He pulled her into his body, and her lips met his in a crash of passion and longing.
His tiger essence mingled with Opal’s, and she hummed an appreciative sound. Benton did not want to push, but he also didn’t want to be polite. His tongue traced Opal’s lips, and she opened her mouth to him.
She moved to his side of the seat to straddle his lap. Her hips ground into his, and a moan slipped from Benton’s mouth.
He pulled away for a moment to look at her. She was floating above him. Her hair cascaded around her face like a waterfall. It outlined the shape of her breasts and the curls cupped underneath.
Her shirt was open enough for him to catch a glimpse of the black lace she was wearing under her business attire. A growl rumbled in his throat, and he pulled her back down on him.
Their lips met again with a strike of lightning.
They opened themselves up to one another, and Opal’s nails dug into the material of the seat behind him. She pressed against his erect shaft, and he inhaled.
Benton ripped the jacket off her to get a better look at her body. He would not take her until the tournament was over, but he would not deny himself other pleasures.
The fabric fell away easily, leaving just the silk of her shirt clinging to her shape.
“You are beautiful,” Benton panted between their kisses.
“So are you.” Opal brushed her lips over the bone of his jaw.
Benton put his head back as Opal traced the line of his throat but let his hands wander up under her skirt. He wanted to feel her ass as she pushed herself against him.
