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“So am I,” she whispered fiercely. “You just don’t know how much.”

His arms tightened around her as if he were trying to absorb her into his body. Maybe he was. Maybe he sensed the fragility of their relationship and was trying to hold on for as long as he could. Life had taught them that nothing good lasted forever. It was foolish to believe otherwise. They knew better.

But kissing under that starry sky, it was hard not to believe in fate and fairy tales, in destiny and soul mates.

It was hard not to believe in forever.

Chapter Thirty-Five

LOGAN

The rebels were on a roll.

They charged into the second round of playoffs and won the first two games against Winnipeg, beating them in decisive fashion. Now they were headed to Canada for games three and four.

The night before they were due to leave, Logan came home from a late team workout at the arena. His body ached from his exertions on the ice. But the moment he walked through the front door and saw Jupiter, his sore muscles were instantly forgotten.

She was lying seductively on the chaise lounge in the foyer, her hair swept over one shoulder. She wore nothing but a pair of strappy red-bottom heels.

“Holy shit,” Logan breathed, his dick swelling in his jeans. His eyes roamed the curves of her naked body as she lay there polishing the tip of a cue stick with a cube of chalk.

“Hey, you,” she purred in her natural phone-sex voice. “Welcome home.”

He moved toward her. “This is one helluva welcome.”

Her lips curved into a sexy smile. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

“Yeah?” He stood over her, devouring her with his gaze. Her breasts were high and full, her hips perfectly round, her pussy bare and smooth. She was so beautiful, so fucking hot she made him dizzy.

“I’m ready for my pool lesson.” She finished polishing the cue stick and blew off the excess chalk with puckered lips, then began sliding the wood back and forth between her manicured fingers.

Logan’s dick went from pulsing to pounding in a single heartbeat. Holy hell!

Without releasing his lustful gaze, she lowered the cue stick to the floor and rose sensuously from the chaise lounge. When she stood in front of him, he brushed his thumb over the plump pillow of her bottom lip. The way her breath hitched made his cock throb harder.

“I’m so addicted to you,” he whispered. “There’s no cure for it.”

A feline smile spread across her face. Then she leaned up on tiptoe and kissed him, moaning softly as he palmed her bare ass, bringing her naked body flush against him. As she parted her lips beneath his, he dragged her sweet taste into his mouth, pulled her heady scent into his lungs.

Reaching down, she cupped his bulging crotch and whispered against his lips, “Now that you’re done drilling pucks for the day, why don’t you come drill me?”

It sounded like a cheesy line from a porno. It was also one of the hottest fucking things he’d ever heard. As his boner tried to crash dive through his pants, she backed away with a naughty laugh, her amber eyes twinkling bewitchingly.

“Catch me if you can,” she purred, then turned and took off running in those fuck-me heels.

He chased her like she was carrying a puck toward the goal. But he didn’t move at full speed. He was too busy enjoying the view of her naked backside, the mouthwatering globes of her ass bouncing enticingly as she ran.

He grinned as she raced into the game room and hopped up onto the pool table, spreading her legs open so he could see the glistening lips of her pretty pussy.

“Fuck, Jupiter.” He reached behind his head to yank his shirt off.

She purred appreciatively and ran her hands over his chest, her fingers brushing his nipples and making them bead up.

He ripped open his zipper and shoved his jeans and underwear down, freeing his rock-hard cock. The way Jupiter licked her lips made him feel primal as he grabbed her hips and dragged her to the very edge of the table. She wrapped her legs around him as he gripped his shaft, guiding the head to her entrance. She was dripping wet, sending a raw shiver through him as he stared down at her flushed face, his precum juices mingling with hers.

“Better hang on to something,” he warned before thrusting up inside her.

She screamed his name and threw her arms around his neck, her pointy heels digging into his ass.

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