She bit her lip. “Your jet helmet.”
I chuckled darkly. “Oh, you are going to get yourself into all kinds of trouble up here, aren’t you?”
“Yes, sir.” She saluted me with an adorable scrunch of her nose while my cock jumped with excitement. “I have to ask—did you buy me this plane just so you could join the mile-high club?” Her head tipped back, exposing the elegant curve of her neck as I ran my nose down it.
“Maybe I did.” I ran my tongue over the column of her throat before sucking on it. “Because I have all kinds of things planned for you way up here in the sky, pretty girl.” I was going to send her to heaven as many times as she’d let me.
Her eyes heated with understanding as she teased, “What about what I want?” She palmed me, and I rested my forehead against hers with a breathy chuckle. “I’ll let you have a turn once I’ve had mine.”
A smirk flashed across her face. “I dareyou to prove it.”
“Careful, Sarafina, you sure you want to start that game all the way up here?” I threatened, “There’s nowhere to hide today, nowhere to run.” I rumbled greedily, triple-checking I’d set the plane on autopilot.
Sara bit her lip, and I wasted no time sucking that pillowy thing into my mouth, loving every minute of my two favorite things. Claiming her and being in the sky.
As I kissed her, the feel of her in my arms, so small and delicate, reminded me how vulnerable she was. And even if The Society’s threats against her had proven to be empty so far, I was still on edge.
I didn’t even care that Theo had accepted payment from Liam for additional private security on top of the team I’d hired. Liam couldn’t have known—but Theo did. The bastard. It didn’t matter, though. I was grateful she had an additional bodyguard glued to her hip. Closer was better. Safer. I wondered if Sara had confided in her brother about what had happened with Isaac. Socialite or not, Sara was breathtakingly gorgeous by anyone’s standards, and that was reason enough to draw attention. Either way, Isaac and every other asshole she’d been with was a piece of shit. She was mine. And she was never going to be pushed past her physical or emotional limits again. I’d make sure of it.
“Carter.” Sara moaned into my mouth, swollen-lipped, looking perfect as ever.
“Fuck.” I blew out a breath, knowing I’d never wanted someone this bad in my life and any illusion of control I had—she decimated with a simple bat of her lashes.
Sara gave me an innocent smirk and sunk her teeth into her bottom lip, her mass of chocolate brown curls completely disheveled thanks to my handiwork.
An odd wave of nerves washed over me, anxiety that bringing her deeper into my life would somehow endanger her lingered at the edge of my mind. Then again, never letting her out of my sight was an equally appealing alternative.
“Hey,” I whispered, “I uh, I have to ask you something.” Shetensed. “It’s good, I promise.” I quickly amended, realizing she was expecting the worst. My sweet, sweet girl, I hated it so much that she ran so anxious—that she was always waiting for something bad to happen. I brushed a strand of hair out of her face and leaned in for a slow but chaste kiss on the lips to reassure her. God, she smelled so incredible, all the time. It made it hard to think—sweet but sexy, warm and tempting, like strawberries and honey, like something that I desperately wanted to take a bite of.I wanted to taste every inch of her, actually.
I also loved how much she trusted me, as she instantly relaxed, raking her nails over my scalp with an adorable giggle. “Ilikegood.”
God, I loved this girl. Fuck! Too early to say it? Yeah. Way too soon.
I booped her nose with mine. “I likeyou.” I murmured instead, feeling like my chest was about to explode. “Like really like.” I knew I must be in love, because I couldn’t even string an intelligent sentence together.
“That’s good.” Her eyes were soft as she teased me affectionately. “I like, really like you, too.” Her hands slid lower, making my brain stutter. “Like really.” Cheeky girl.
I cleared my throat a bit dramatically, loving how she was already giggling, hanging on my every word with expectant wide eyes. “Sarafina Amara Devereux.” She straightened slightly. “Will you do me the great honor of being my girlfriend?” I added, “Officially.”
Oomph.Sara slammed into me with surprising strength, basically choking me as she squeezed her arms around my neck. “You want me to be your girlfriend?” She squealed with delight. “Carter Ambrose Kensington, I thought you’d never ask.”
I chuckled nervously from within the curtain of hair draped over my face as she loomed over me. “What do you say, pretty girl? Should we make this thing official?”
“I think the plane sort of solidified our relationship.”She teased, pretending to be put out, “But okay,I guessI can be your girlfriend.”
“Wow.” I sunk my teeth into my bottom lip. “I likethat.” I murmured, gripping her ribcage, loving that she was even more filled in and healthy than the last time I’d seen her.
Her eyes sparkled. “Do you likethis?” She deviously trailed her fingers down my chest, and her hands were a little chilly as she slipped each of them under my shirt, making each breath come a little tighter.
“I know you’re not trying to get your hands on me before I’ve even touched you—tasted you.” Her eyes flared, but she quickly pushed my shirt up, peppering my neck and chest with soft kisses that led lower.
“But what about this?” She looked up deviously. “Doesn’t this feel good?”
Fuck. I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think with her hands on me, so I just nodded with a hard swallow.
It was taking everything in me to keep control. If I moved a muscle, I was going to flip her underneath me and sink into her. The way she’d looked, and sounded taking that damn unicorn horn back home, the way her tight heat had felt wrapped around my fingers in the shower—tonight I wondered what she’d look like whenIsank into her, what kinds of sounds she’d make, takingme.
It was a moment of wet dreams, knowing I was going to claim her for the first time, way up here in the sky. Ididwant to take my time with her, but I was also deploying, and after years of pretending, I honestly didn’t have the strength to stay away anymore, not when so much of my time with her was already out of my control.
