Page 26 of The Sweetest Surrender

“Sure thing.”

“That’s more like it,” Jordan said, taking possession of Selena’s mouth.

A soft moan slipped from her lips as the heat from their mouths sizzled against their flesh. Jordan’s hands cruised down her back and squeezed her ass, pushing an unquenchable heat to her pussy.

“Mmmm,” she moaned, and Jordan coached her back into the wall, sealing her there as he removed his arms and placed them on both sides of her head. They pulled apart, slowly, staring into each other’s soul; breaths mingling and heat wafting around them.

“I missed you today,” he said.

Selena bit down on her lip. “I missed you, too.”

“I’m sorry I didn’t call. It’s been hectic these first two months of the new year.”

“You don’t have to explain. I know your work is important… AND you’re a Rose. Everybody who’s anybody wants to be a part of your winning team.”

Jordan smiled. “Yeah, but that isn’t an excuse. I don’t want you to think I’m neglecting you. And this idea you have that I’m seeing other people, where did it come from?”

Selena hesitated. She wasn’t sure if she was being paranoid or not, but addressing Madison could be problematic. She sighed.

“Talk to me, sweetheart,” his thick voice grooved.

“I know you talk to other women since,” she paused, “I’ve seen them call your phone. You and I have a good thing, but it doesn’t tell me where we stand.”

Jordan pushed a kiss against her forehead.

“How about this,” he said. “I have only one burning desire within me. And it’s for you, Selena Strauss.”

Selena squirmed, and her hands roamed up the solid wall of his abs. Jordan’s gaze dropped as their connection roasted him from her touch. When Selena’s hands met his heated neck, she tightened her fingers and pulled him in.

“Then I guess you belong to me then,” she whispered against his mouth. “No takebacks.” She smiled.

Jordan smirked and sank his mouth to hers. They moaned as their lips shifted and sucked one another together, coated in a stream of longing. Pulling back on a pant, Jordan added, “That means no more dancing with other men, lest I turn into an animal and someone calls wildlife management,” his deep voice throttled.

A risqué laugh escaped Selena, and Jordan’s heart knocked at the erotic sound and exquisite curve of her lips.

“You have a beautiful smile,” he said.

“Thank you, so do you.”

“Hmm, you think so?”

Jordan paused and struck a pose, turning his head to the side, front, then the other side. Selena laughed, and Jordan snuggled his face into her neck, inhaling her scent mixed with the sweet fragrance she wore.

“Your drinks, ma’am, sir.” The waitress stood idly next to them. For a minute, the waitress didn’t know if she should interrupt them or not, but watching was making her painstakingly jealous. She’d been single since man discovered the earth was round, and Jordan and Selena were making her sick.

Jordan pulled back far enough to take their drinks off the waitress’ hands. With a drawn-out sip, Selena sighed victoriously at the cool but warm way the mixed drink drizzled through her.

“Good?” Jordan asked.

“Very.” She wiggled her eyebrows.

Jordan chuckled. “How did you know Brandy was my favorite drink?”

“Because that’s all you have when we’re together.”

“Hmmm.”

Selena smirked.

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