Page 40 of Crossing Every Line


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“So you keep saying.” He leaned back and crossed his legs. “My mom took me here every year as long as I can remember.”

She looked down at her turkey club. Not sure she wanted to know, but she asked anyway. “After she met Lawrence?”

“No. Not after Larry,” he said quietly.

She took a healthy bite of her lunch. The crunch of lettuce and bacon with the kick of horseradish mayo made her groan. “Oh, man, that’s good.”

He glanced at his sandwich. She laughed. Limp bread soaked through with greasy mayo didn’t look nearly as appetizing as hers. She sat up and held hers out. “Bite?”

She was expecting him to say no, but he leaned in and took a large bite. “Hey!”

He shrugged. “You offered.” He rolled onto his knees. “Yours is better.”

She pulled her arm back. “A bite, not the whole thing.”

He flipped her onto her back and clasped her wrist. His lips brushed her fingers as he took the last bit of the quarter of her sandwich. “Much better than mine.”

Their legs tangled, and she tried to shimmy back, but he pressed his hips into hers. “Well, then. That good?” She laughed at the definite ridge in his jeans.

He wiped the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand, then caged her in. “Let me see.” He dipped his head, and her elbows dissolved under her. He hooked her knee over his hip and lightly rolled his hips against the V of her thighs as he took her mouth.

She slid her fingers into his short hair. The strands sifted and teased around her fingers and wrist as she held on and accepted the slide of his tongue along hers. She sucked on the tip gently, and the kiss went from hard and fast to slow.

She reversed their positions until she straddled his waist, her knees hugging his ribs. She laced her fingers with his and pinned them over his head. The golden centers of his hazel eyes burned. She lowered herself until there was little more than breath between them.

He lifted his head to bridge the gap, but she backed off. “Uh-uh.”

He let his head drop back down with a growl.

She smiled and lowered her mouth. She flicked her tongue along his lower lip. “You can just lie there and take it for once.”

He widened the space between their clasped hands and his head so she had to come closer. “I don’t remember you being an inactive participant.” He sealed his lips over hers, and she hummed into his mouth.

God, he was way too good at that.

His grip tightened on her as she lightly undulated against his belly. The kiss spiraled out so fast she couldn’t drag in a breath between the breaks of their lips. His tongue was a slice of pure temptation.

With a shiver she remembered how it felt inside her.

This angle was awkward and taxed the muscles of her shoulders and arms. She tried to maneuver his hands toward his head, but he wasn’t budging.

Stubborn man.

She scooted up farther, and he broke their handclasp. “Keep moving up, babe, and I’ll have my tongue between your thighs.”

His lips were berry red from her bites and nips. What would they look like wet from her in the sunshine?

He dug his fingertips into her denim-clad ass. “You like that idea?” He lifted her until she was balanced on her knees. He pushed up her tank with his nose and licked around her belly button. “I want to taste you again.”

“I—”

He tugged open her button with his teeth. “Say yes.”

She shuddered out a breath. She was always saying yes to this man.

His hands slid around to the front of her jeans and unzipped her. “Say yes.”

SEVEN

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