Page 75 of Five Alarm Kiss

He chuckled. “Yeah, he’s living the dream.”

“Living the dream.”

Is that how Jake felt? Was dating a ton of women instead of settling down with only one his dream? If so, his dream was diametrically opposed to hers.

Stop it. He’s not dating me, and he’s not planning a future together. He’s helping me with the list. Nothing more.

“How did you know about them?” Laurel asked, mentally chastising herself. “I had no clue there were wild horses around here.”

Jake wrapped his other arm around her waist and pulled her in tighter. She couldn’t stop herself from melting against him.

“A buddy of mine rides dirt bikes out here. He happened to come across them the summer before last. Sheer dumb luck. I’m glad they’re still around. Sometimes they’ve moved up into the high country by now, but I figured it couldn't hurt to check.”

“I’m glad we checked. I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.” She looked up over her shoulder at him. “Thank you for bringing me.”

He gave a small shake of his head.

“What?”

“I’m just…” He kissed her temple. “I’m not used to girls like you, Princess.”

What was that supposed to mean? “Like me?”

“Someone who appreciates this.” He lifted his chin toward the herd.

Is he kidding?

“How could you not appreciate this? We’re looking atwild horses!”

“You’d be surprised,” he said. “And only one of us is looking.” He kissed her neck on the pulse point, then sucked softly.

Laurel hummed her approval.

“I know you’re a good girl,” he said in a hoarse whisper, lips against her skin, “but all I can think about is doing very bad things to you.”

Moving her T-shirt aside, he nipped the spot where her neck met her shoulder, eliciting a sharp gasp from her lips. When hesoothed it with his tongue, she struggled to hold back a moan. The man could win awards with that mouth.

He leaned against the side of the large tree next to them, facing away from the highway, and pulled Laurel into him, her back against his front.

“Very bad things.” He slid one hand underneath her shirt to cup her breast and thumb the sensitive bud to attention. Simultaneously, his other hand glided down her stomach to the apex of her thighs.

“Jake…”

Was it a plea to stop or keep going? She honestly wasn’t sure. He’d caught her off guard, but when he started rubbing her intimately through the thin fabric of her leggings, she couldn’t bring herself to protest.

Fudge, that feels amazing.

She arched her back, pressing her breast into his palm. The move shifted her hips back in the process, eliciting a groan from Jake. He cupped her crotch and forcefully pulled her against his hardened length.

What are you doing? You should stop him.

Instead, she let her head drop back against his chest, as his fingers massaged and rubbed her heat. The friction and continued movement had her writhing against him before she realized what she was doing.

I shouldn’t be letting him do this. We’re outside, for goodness’ sake!

“Even through your pants, I can tell you’re wet.” Jake whispered hotly in her ear. “You’re wet forme,aren’t you, Princess?” He pressed a finger against her heat, slightly penetrating her through her leggings.

“Fudge.” She mouthed the word, more than spoke it.

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