Page 43 of Three of a Kind

The way he keeps eye contact during the entire endeavor doesn’t help anything.

“Now, that’s what I was missing,” he says in a breathy tone that makes my nipples ache.

The cool pint of ice cream rests in between my thighs, but my entire body heats up.

A devilish smile crosses his face as he grabs the spoon and tosses it into my pint. He moves mine to the table before doing the same for his container.

Dark brown waves fall over his forehead as he leans closer.

“You’ve got a little something…” His eyes sparkle as he bends low, licking the corner of my mouth.

My eyes squeeze shut as my chest rises and falls rapidly. With his electric scent so close, my instincts scream to melt into him. He flicks his tongue over my lower lip, and my mouth parts.

It feels like my heart could pound right out of my chest as his palm brushes my cheek and his fingers slide into the hair at the base of my skull.

His tongue teases, swirling around mine.

It’s a magical kiss.

Slow and sensual and all-consuming.

The warmth of his skin against mine seems to make my nerve endings sizzle.

Noble tastes like a combination of chocolate and vanilla ice cream, but that’s muted from the way his scent pulses in the air.

If I didn’t know better, I’d say I could actually taste his pheromones.

They’re delicious.

Okay, maybe I’m losing it.

Every sensation seems amplified as my head gets hazy. My instincts scream to tackle him to the couch so he can’t escape. It’s been a long time since my impulses have pushed me to act in a certain way.

Noble growls, the sound vibrating out of his chest as he deepens the kiss.

I moan in response, unsure if I climb over onto his lap or if he lifts me, pulling me to him. He cradles my face in one hand, and the other tightens on my ass as my fingers land on his shoulders.

He showed up in sweats and a white T-shirt, and neither do anything to hide his multitude of muscles.

“You taste like apple pie but so much more. It’s insane,” he murmurs between playful kisses. “Fuck, maybe I can taste your scent in the air.”

I smile at the echo of my earlier thoughts as my hands dig into his shoulders. He palms my ass and pulls me down over his lap.

He’s definitely not soft.

I mean, I don’t think his cock is fully hard, either, but it’s firm and poking my backside. I barely have time to focus on that because Noble kisses the hell out of me, distracting me from any and all rational thoughts.

My pheromones thump in the air, and everything feels muted and hazy.

Well, outside of my oversensitive skin and aching nipples.

He releases my face to move his other hand to my ass. It’s incredible how small he makes me feel, with his hands spanning from my hips to the bottom of my butt cheeks.

I don’t even get to be self-conscious about my stomach pressing against his because he lifts me, lowering my back to the couch cushions as he crawls over me.

It’s a bit of a struggle to tug my legs out, so I can wrap them around his backside.

Once I’m settled, my eyes pop open.

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