Shock - Marie Johnston Page 0,30

a ditch and wrap a tourniquet around a motorcyclist’s amputated leg.

No way would she back down.

Did I count on that?

But when those lips of hers hit my finger, I knew nothing but the wet, pink flesh on my skin and the soft sweep of her tongue. How much better would it be if I had that mouth on more of me?

Now she’s presenting me with an opportunity to taunt her right back?

Game on.

My gaze captures hers and her eyes flare as I dip my head, holding eye contact. I purposely overshoot the cheesecake bite and wrap my lips around her fingertips and suck.

The explosion of sweet dessert over my tongue mixes with Lia’s soft gasp and I’m lost. Every neuron in my brain remembers how she tasted and I want more.

The cheesecake’s forgotten as I lean in, releasing her fingers and swallowing the bite without chewing.

I push her back and capture her mouth before her back hits the blanket. I don’t waste time licking across her lips. I want in. I want more of Lia.

She whimpers and opens for me. I dive in. Her arms twine around my neck but I’m all gentleman—I don’t roll on top of her and wedge myself between her legs. With the dress she’s wearing, she’d give everyone way more of a show than we’re already giving them.

I’ve been fighting the realization that there are no panty lines under that snug dress. I’m more than aware of it now.

Our tongues lap at each other, tasting the sugar and the need and the desire. She’s as eager as I am. A groan escapes and I sink over her. I love the crush of her body against mine. She’s solid, and for once I don’t worry that I might be too big, too heavy, too much. I’ve seen Lia haul a five-hundred-pound, bedridden cardiac patient onto our cot with only one other person.

I don’t know how long we kiss. I let my hands roam up and down her sides, stroking from under her breast and over the curve of her waist to her strong thigh. It’s there that my fingers graze bare, satiny skin.

I don’t care how many women I’ve been with, nothing has made me feel more like I’ve got no damn experience than anticipating what else I’ll get to touch. I’m looking forward to it more than my first time getting past first base.

I curl my hands around the hem and my arms tense, holding her in place.

Dammit, but I can’t haul her dress up and get to the place I want to touch the most. We’re in public.

And I’m not the only one who’s noticed.

“Excuse me,” a male voice interrupts.

I start at the interruption but take my time releasing her mouth. She looks at me, her lids heavy, her lips swollen from mine. I’m dying to take control of them again, but I have some dickwad to tell fuck you very much.

I’m hard as stone and can’t completely roll over without flashing more than a bulge, and I need to protect Lia from some idiot’s gawking. I crane my neck to glare over my shoulder. “What the he—” Shit.

I get an eyeful of navy blue pants and black boots. The sun’s shining behind his head, but I still know Officer Roberts when I see him.

“Monroe, not surprised to see it’s you,” he drawls. His gaze shifts and his eyes flare. He blinks a few times. “Wescott?”

I suppress a growl and roll onto my ass, keeping my knees bent until blood evacuates my groin.

Lia sits up and primly adjusts her skirt, hiding that creamy flesh I only got to touch briefly. “Hey, Roberts.”

“So, you two are, uh…”

I bristle at the confusion in his voice. Is it so crazy that Lia would settle for someone like me? Or that I’d settle down at all? Hell, if I was going to ever do long-term again, I’d be lucky if she was half Lia’s caliber.

“We are, yeah,” Lia answers and glances at me. She runs a hand over that glorious hair. My chest puffs in pride. Her glossy strands are messed up because of me.

“Oh. Wow.” Roberts’s voice continues to ring with disbelief despite catching us making out. “I mean, I heard talk but I didn’t believe it.”

“Well, now you know,” I snap.

Lia’s brow crinkles but she lifts her gaze to the officer. “Is something wrong?”

Roberts relaxes. “Not as long as you keep your clothes on. I stopped to eat my lunch and a mom flagged me down.