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Sebastian must think I’m nuts.
He looks down at me with curiosity. “Uh, you okay?”
I’m still laughing. “You were supposed to catch me!”
A bemused grin lifts on him. “Sorry.”
His answer only makes me laugh more.
“Harper, did you hit your head or something?”
“No,” I answer, shaking my head, my cheeks aching from laughing so much.
I raise my arms for him to grab me and lift me up, but when he does, I tug hard with all my weight, pulling him down to the ice with me.
“Harper, what the fuck!” Sebastian exclaims, but now he’s laughing, too.
“That’s what you get,” I tell him.
“Get for what? Lettingyoufall?”
We’re both on the ice, bodies heaped together, smiling and laughing as we have this absurd conversation.
“Exactly,” I say. “What kind of boyfriend lets his girlfriend fall when he’s teaching her how to skate!”
He pushes up from the ice, hauling me with him. Now I’m upright on my skates, Sebastian’s grip curled around my arms, only a sliver of distance between us.
Our eyes lock. Heat rushes through me. I’m still high on endorphins from all the laughing.
I feel like I want to kiss my fake boyfriend.
So, I do.
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Harper’s eyes flutter closed, her head arcs up and toward me, and next thing I know, we’re kissing.
Electricity burns through my veins as I slide my lips over hers. Immediately, I feel how eager she is, how hungry her lips are for mine. Intensity lights up my body from head to toe, and I pull her close, molding her body against mine as I sink into the kiss she started.
Harper’s lips slant, diving deeper into our kiss. This is so different from the last time I kissed her. Her lips aren’t yielding to mine as she lets me control the pace: no, she’s setting her own pace, and it’s a frantic, hungry one that has my nerves humming down to my damn fingertips.
I slide my hands off her arms and curl those fingertips onto her hips. Instantly, my cock is a stiff, throbbing bar in my pants. My groin is so tight with want that it’s fucking painful.
The only outlet I have for that pain is to kiss her harder. Harper rises to the intensity. She snags my lower lip between her teeth and pulls. The sensation has sharp arousal rattling through my body. My heartbeat thrums at the base of my cock.
For the first time, I glide my tongue into her mouth.
A thrill like I’ve never felt before fires in my chest when our tongues touch.
Every ounce of restraint I’ve held onto around Harper for the last weeks shakes off in an instant. I delve in with pure hunger, tongue sweeping through her mouth, lips slanting against hers, utterly desperate for her taste.
Her lips close firmly around my bottom lip, and she applies suction, pulling it into her mouth.
“Fuck,” I groan, my voice little more than a growl.
I nip at her soft, full lip in response, loving the way the sharpness of my teeth has her body quivering against me.
