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And that’s it.
"No more fucking games, you little tease," I whisper hoarsely on her lips.
I see the tip of her tongue peek out for a second and resist the need to kiss her, instead reaching for her hand under the blanket and pushing it away from my erection.
I tuck my hard dick back into my jeans as best as I can, pulling my shirt down as much as I can.
“Spoilsport,” she grumbles and leans back against her seat, moping.
She thinks I’ll leave it at that, but she should know better by now, and as soon as we reach cruising altitude, I’ll show her and wipe that little sexy pout from her face.
Epilogue 2 Part 2
LYNN
Devon stands up and pulls me behind him, our friends stare in our wake, and I'm very glad all the lights are off, and it's dark ‘cause the obscene bulge in my man’s jeans would have been unmistakable otherwise.
“Where are we going?” I ask.
He only answers with a soft grunt and tightens his grip on my wrist.
Okay, maybe I pushed him too far with that stupid game. I know he's a very private man, and his self-control is very hard to put to the test in public —unless a quantity of shots that could land a rhino in a coma is involved.
“Love, are you mad?” I ask as I trail behind him. "I'm sorry if I teased you so much, I'm just so curious, and yes, I wanted to win. You know how competitive I can get sometimes.”
"Oh, I know, I know… but you also know I don't like to be outdone for long—or at all—, baby…" he says, his voice gravelly and low, making my wet core tingle.
I realize he's leading me to the back of the jet, and I frown.
“What are you doing?”
“Making your wish come true, doll.”
My eyes widen. “Devon!”
“Follow me,” he barks, his tone commanding.
Before I know what hit me, my future husband propels me into the bathroom and shuts the door behind us, bolting it for good measure, and then I'm in his arms, his lips devouring mine with an insistent, plundering kiss that makes me both melt and arch against his hard body.
Devon crushes me into his muscular chest, his arms closing around my hips as he cages me against the metallic wall, his tongue taking my breath away in a hot, demanding kiss.
My eyes fly open in response, and as soon as my grasp on reality gets a little stronger, I pull away from him. "Devon? You can't be serious we're—"
“Oh, I am, baby,” he interrupts, his aqua-green eyes boring into my very soul in that unsettling way that I’ve grown to love so much.
He starts to fondle and knead my breasts with one hand, the other impatiently hiking up my dress and then unzipping his jeans.
My nipples tighten beneath his blazing touch, and I whimper.
I feel his other hand squeeze my butt and his hot breath fans over the side of my neck.
“You little liar,” he murmurs on my lips, feeling the fabric of my panties. “You said you weren’t wearing any.”
I take a shaky breath. “I never said it was my panties, love. I only implied it.”
“Don’tlawyerme, baby… it doesn't matter anyway, you implied it, and I'm going to make it real."
Devon bites on his lower lip and, with a harsh pull, rents my panties, throwing them carelessly behind his back.
