Page 83 of Covert Vengeance

She brought the berry to his lips, her gaze on his. Jesse watched her through heavy-lidded eyes, slowly parting his lips to allow her to slide the berry between them. Her body, already satisfied, flared to life, arousal pumping through her as his hands stroked over the backs of her bare thighs to her rear, his caressing fingers sending shivers through her.

Amber kissed her way down his body, reaching between them to curl her hand around his rigid erection. He wasn’t the only one who’d paid special attention on the trip. She had a few seductive weapons of her own at her disposal, and enjoyed making him helpless with need and pleasure.

Jesse slid his fingers into her hair as she rubbed her cheek against the hot length of him, enjoying the way his muscles bunched. The low, ragged groan he gave when she parted her lips around the crown of his cock made the arousal flare hotter.

She teased him, moving slowly, so slowly. Drawing it out, making him work for it. He whispered her name like a prayer, his hand bunching in her hair, that dominant edge to him making her even wetter.

At first she thought it was the thud of her heartbeat in her ears, but soon she realized it was something else.

Raising her head, she met Jesse’s gaze. His face was taut, eyes blazing with need.

The rhythmic drumbeat grew louder in the distance.

Amber’s eyes widened as she realized what it was. Hoofbeats. Someone was riding this way.

She gasped and scrambled up the length of his body, curling into him as she whipped the edge of the blanket over her. The cool breeze over her skin told her she was still pretty much bare-ass naked for all the world to see. Two hundred acres. Two hundred acres to spread out on, and someone else had to pick this exact same spot.

Thud.

She wrenched her head upward, stared in horror at the shaft of the arrow, still quivering as it sat embedded in the tree trunk ten feet over their heads.

Shit—

The hoof beats grew louder still, almost on top of them now.

She closed her eyes.Nooo…

“Get a room,” Megan yelled as she thundered past. “Jeez!”

Mortified, Amber buried her face in Jesse’s neck, trying to hide. She wasn’t too embarrassed by her sister seeing her stark naked, but Megan catching her going down on Jesse was another story. His chest shook as a silent laugh rolled through him.

She pinched his side and stayed still, her face burning. When the drumbeat faded in the distance, Amber dared to lift her head. Megan and Rollo were long gone. “Do you think she actually saw us?” she said to Jesse.

“Naw.”

She snapped her gaze to his. His eyes were full of mirth, his face spasming as he tried not to laugh. “You’re lying.”

He busted out laughing. “Of course I’m lying. How could shenotsee us?”

“Oh, God,” she groaned, and sat up to shove at his shoulder, then reached for her clothes. “Help me pack up and get out of here.”

“But we’re not done.”

“Oh, we’re done. We aresodone.” She was scarred. Would never be able to look her sister in the face again after this.

“Wait.” Jesse sat up and caught her shoulders, causing her to look at him. And the intent, serious look on his face made her pause.

“What?”

He held her stare for a long moment, the intensity of emotion in his eyes taking her aback. “How do you feel about marriage?”

She blinked, thrown by the shocking change in topic. Or that he’d asked the question at all. “Huh?”

He shrugged, his expression determined. “In general. You ever think about it?”

Obviously he had. “Well I… I mean, I’ve thought about it.” But only recently, while on the trip with him. God, now her heart was pounding.

He shrugged. “I was just curious.”

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