The MI6 Playboy: A Rivals-to-Lovers Standalone Romance by Jordan Grant

Author:Jordan Grant [Grant, Jordan]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-02-15T05:00:00+00:00

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Evangeline's skin sizzled beneath his touch, her mouth wanting more of him, demanding more. Kissing Oliver felt right and made sense when it shouldn't have. That made her want to flee from the room and hide in the nearest closet.

She sheared her lips from his, panting heavily as she teetered on a tightrope somewhere between kissing him and killing him. The line she so carefully walked swayed beneath her feet, and her balance wavered. She tore his shirt open, sending buttons flying.

God, he was gorgeous. Hard muscle and sinew and everything male. Her gaze followed the broad expanse of his chest down to his abs carved from granite.

She raked one manicured hand straight down the middle of his chest, feeling the ripped muscles ripple under her fingers as a groan tore from his throat. He retaliated, yanking the sheet off of her and throwing it to the floor. Grabbing her, he yanked her on top of him, so that she nearly sat in his lap.

His eyes blazed, arctic ice melting into waves of blue fire. He wanted to fuck her until she saw reason, until she realized there was never another option. They were, and always had been, inevitable.

A sunset that promises a morning sunrise.

A winter that fades into a blossoming spring.

Kismet and karma colliding in cosmic glory.

He captured her chin beneath his thumb and index finger and kissed his way from her mouth to her collarbone and down between her breasts. As he took a rose-colored nipple into his mouth, she moaned. She teetered on the line, held out her arms, and allowed herself to fall.

Her hands caught his belt buckle and fought to free him from his pants. His boxers and trousers landed on the floor. His lips claimed hers again, his tongue laving over her own until all he knew was her sweetness.

"Say it doesn't mean anything," Evangeline pleaded, breaking them apart as she fought to catch her breath.

"What?" Oliver breathed. Why had they stopped?

"Say it doesn't mean anything. Say it won't complicate things. Say it, Ollie."

"Fine," Oliver replied through gritted teeth, "for now, Evangeline. It doesn't mean anything for now."

That had to be good enough because she needed him to kiss away the loneliness, to make her forget her fears, to remind her what it felt like to be loved by a man.

She pushed him over and for a long moment as he lay there, she committed him to memory. She wanted him to remember her, even if it was just a one-time fling. She wouldn't be discarded and forgotten again. She wanted to claim him, forever brand him with her touch, so she leaned forward, gaze locked with his, and ran her tongue over the length of him. Closing her eyes, her tongue washed away the drop that wetted the head of his cock. Then she took him in her mouth and began to suck.

Oliver took back everything he had ever said about Evangeline's beauty. Seeing her lips around his cock had to be the most beautiful thing he'd ever seen.

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