Page 3 of Ruthless Alpha


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“I wasn’t looking,” she insists.

My lips curl into a smirk. “Liar.”

“I wasn’t!”

I start toward her, eating up the distance between us in a few long strides. “You sure?” I tease, grabbing her around the waist. Sloane squeals, kicking her feet as I lift her from the ground, tickling her sides relentlessly underneath her thick hoodie. “Just admit it!”

She dissolves into fits of giggles, flailing and kicking and barely able to catch her breath. “Okay, okay!” she finally concedes. “You win! I… looked.”

I set her back down, chuckling as she swats my arms away from her body and spins to face me.

“Why?” I ask, both amused and intrigued by this strange turn of events.

Sloane throws up her hands. “I don’t know! Curiosity?”

“Uh huh.” I fold my arms over my chest, smirking.

She rolls her eyes, giving me a shove. “Stop it!”

I laugh as I stumble back a step. “Hey, if you wanna see my dick, all you have to do is ask.”

“Ugh, no!” she protests with a grimace, reaching out to shove me again.

I capture her wrists, yanking her into my chest instead. Then I spin us both around, trapping her between my body and a large tree trunk. “Don’t lie, you little creep,” I tease, grinning down at her.

“I’m not lying,” she pants, still adorably flustered.

But as we stand there, pressed up against one another and staring into each other’s eyes, something between us suddenly shifts. Any trace of playfulness is gone, replaced by something a whole lot more potent. Electricity crackles between us, our faces drifting closer until we’re breathing the same air.

Our breaths come out in short bursts, fogging in the frosty air between our lips.

There’s less than an inch of space between us.

I should just fucking go for it.

I’ll never know if I don’t try, right?

But what if it ruins what we have?

I linger there for what feels like an eternity, frozen in indecision. And just as I’m about to chicken out again like a goddamn pussy, she makes the decision for me.

Sloane flings her arms around my neck to yank my face closer, pushes up on her tiptoes, and crushes her lips against mine.

It’s. Fucking.Everything.

When our mouths slam together, every nerve ending in my body lights up, fireworks exploding behind my eyelids like the damn fourth of July. I grab her face in both hands, pressing my lips harder against hers as they start to pout and twist. They’re so damn soft, but her kiss is firm- desperate and demanding, raw and possessive. I tilt my head to deepen it, sweeping my tongue across the seam of her plush lips until she lets me in.

I’ve thought of this exact moment so many times, wondering what it’d be like to finally kiss Sloane. Honestly, I expected our first kiss to be hesitant and clumsy, since neither of us really know what we’re doing, but this isn’t like that. Instead, it’s as if our bodies know exactly how to respond to one another’s, primal need taking over.

She sinks a hand into my hair as our tongues meet, twining together. She tastes like peppermint gum and sweet sin, her body melting against mine.

She smells so good.

Has she always smelled this good?

A growl rumbles in my chest as I kiss her harder, deeper, like it’s the last thing I’ll ever do. My hands slide beneath her sweatshirt to grip her waist, my fingertips digging into her warm, supple flesh. She makes this hot little moaning sound that has me groaning in response, our lips sliding as our tongues battle for dominance.

Then, just as quickly as it started, Sloane jolts back to break the kiss, looking a little dazed when her eyes open to collide with mine. We’re both breathless, the air fogging between us as we pant and stare at one another. Her face is flushed, lips puffy as they part to speak.

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