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I slide my hand into her wild brown hair as we crush our lips together. Her soft tits are pressing into my chest and any hope I had of losing my erection disappears when I feel her hard nipples digging into my pecs.
Intense need and scorching desire thunder through me as I make her mine. I don’t even care that there’s a bridge full of people waiting and watching. I’m too busy enjoying my angel’s sweet succulent taste.
“Umm, hello?” my sister’s voice says as I feel an aggressive tapping on my shoulder.
I ignore her for as long as I can, savoring the moment with my Abby, but my younger sister can be persistent as hell. She won’t stop until she gets her way.
“Julian!” she hisses in my ear. “Inappropriate!”
I don’t care, but Abby pulls away with a shy little smile.
I turn and look at the lineup of people. There are about thirty of them—all staring at us in shock.
“Maybe you want to take your tongue out of that customer’s mouth and remove her bungee cord?” Ivy says with her eyebrows up and her hands on her hips.
I’d like to throw my sister off this bridge next, but she’s such a fighter, she’d probably take me down with her.
I don’t think Abby wants to cause any more trouble because she sits on the stool and smiles up at me.
“Alright,” I grunt at Ivy. “I’ll take care of her.”
“Yeah, that’s what I’m worried about,” she mutters before leaving.
I can’t even be annoyed at her. Not with this angel sitting in front of me. I drop to my knee in front of her and an urge to ask her to marry me pops into my brain.
“That was amazing,” she says, still smiling wide. Her adrenaline is still circulating through her body. It makes me wonder… Was that kiss caused by her feelings or by her adrenaline?
I look up at her face and I can suddenly feel my heart pounding in my chest. I can’t get over her. The freckles dotting her blushing cheeks are adorable. I just want to freeze time so I can take as long as I want to study every inch of her. She’s spectacular. Those cute little ears, that perfect nose, those white teeth that are all straight except for one that’s a little curved. I love it. It just gives her smile that much more character and life.
Her breasts are spilling out of her tank top from hanging upside down for so long. I turn around with a possessive growl to see if any horny men in line are looking at what’s mine. I don’t want to share this girl with anyone. I want her all to myself.
I force my head down and start to pull out the straps. I get the straps loose and then grip her calves as I guide her feet out.
Being so close to her legs like this—kneeling in front of them—is torture. I want her so badly. All I can think about is grabbing her knees and spreading her legs wide open.
She hops up from the stool when she’s free.
“I… I need to see you again,” I say, my voice thick with need. “Are you here on vacation?”
I don’t know what I’ll do if she says yes. I’ll pick up and leave if I have to. I’ll follow this beauty all over the globe to be by her side.
She shakes her head as she backs away with a smile. “I’m new in town.”
The tension in my body releases. Thank god.
“Come see me at the bakery,” she says with a grin. “I’m starting work there tomorrow.”
All I can do is stare in stunned silence as she nibbles her bottom lip and then turns, bouncing away like she doesn’t have a care in the world.
I never take my eyes off her as she leaves. She turns to look at me twice.
The first time, she smiles. I stare in stunned silence.
The second time, she blows me a kiss. I nearly pass out.
She disappears around the bend and I fight back the urge to chase after her.
I don’t know what the hell has gotten into me. What was that?
My sister would like to know the same thing.
“What was that?” Ivy hisses in my face. Her fist is digging into her hip and she does not look happy. “In front of customers, Julian? Come on.”
I shake my swirling head and apologize, even though I feel like there’s nothing to apologize for. When you see your soul mate, you go for her with everything you got.
“Serve our customers please,” Ivy says with a roll of her eyes.
She charges away as I run a hand over my face, trying to get rid of this drunk feeling I got going on.
“Alright,” I call out to the crowd. “Who’s next?”
Three women are standing on the yellow line, squirming and pushing and elbowing each other while smiling brightly at me.
