She Loves Me (Harmony Pointe #3) - Melissa Foster Page 0,52

kiss cam!”

They both looked up and saw their faces on the screen above the rink and yelled, “Nerd reel!” in unison.

They stuck out their tongues and made faces, wiggling their hands with the hang-loose gesture—thumb and pinkie extended, fingers curled down. They gave each other bunny ears, laughing like fools. Practically the whole stadium chanted, “Kiss! Kiss! Kiss!” But Piper and Harley continued their childish antics. They loved making fun of the people on the kiss cam, for which they’d coined the name nerd reel, because the kisses always looked forced and uncomfortable. They had a running joke that if they ever got caught on the nerd reel, they’d act even weirder than the kissers.

When the camera panned away, they fell into each other’s arms, cracking up.

“I can’t believe we were on the nerd reel!” she exclaimed. “This is the best date I have ever been on!”

That was music to his ears.

They laughed and joked, cheered and booed throughout the remainder of the game. When their team made the final goal and won the game, they shot to their feet—well, Piper shot to her feet; Harley shot to his one good foot—whooping and cheering. This time, when she launched herself into his arms, he was ready, and their mouths connected with a kiss so hot it could melt all the ice in the rink.

She jerked back, wide-eyed and panicked and so damn beautiful, she took his breath away. “Oops! I did it again!”

He laughed. “I was ready for you, Trig. I’ll always be ready.”

He drew her mouth back to his as he sank to his seat, bringing her down on his lap, and proceeded to kiss the hell out of her.

He continued kissing the hell out of her as they left the stadium—and from the minute they got back on the train heading home all the way until they hobbled across the parking lot and into her truck, where they were currently fogging up the windows. Thankfully, they’d parked in a dark corner of the lot and the truck had tinted windows, because Harley wasn’t about to stop until they got their fill.

They lay across the front seat, devouring each other’s mouths like they’d never get another chance. He was hard as an iron spike behind his zipper, throbbing as he thrust against her softness. He wanted to claim every inch of her, to feel her mouth on his body, see her sucking his cock as he buried his hands in her silky hair. But he’d been dying to get his mouth on her all night, and when he pushed his hand beneath her blouse, meeting her bare breast, heat seared through him. He loved her perfect little breasts and that she didn’t always wear a bra. He teased her nipple, and she moaned, arching and writhing, driving him out of his mind. He’d never imagined their first time touching that way would be in a truck, but he wasn’t about to complain. He was careful of his sore ankle as he tore his mouth away and moved lower, needing to taste more of her. He sealed his mouth over her neck, sucking hard. She dug her nails into his flesh.

“Yes,” she said on a long, needy breath.

“Again,” he growled, sucking hard again, trying to earn another sexy sound.

“Harley!” she cried out, and he eased his efforts. “Don’t stop, so good,” she whispered as he teased her nipple with his fingers. He lowered his mouth to her neck again, and she hissed, “Yesss.”

There was an art to loving Piper Dalton, and he was determined to become an expert. He licked and sucked, nipped and kissed down her neck, across her shoulders, and along her breastbone. He pushed her shirt over her breasts, baring her to him.

“Christ, you’re gorgeous.”

He pressed a series of tender kisses between her breasts, each touch of his lips earning a sensual, anticipatory gasp or murmur. When he lowered his mouth over one breast, she grabbed his head with both hands, holding him there. She bowed up beneath him, and he sucked harder. She cried out, but when he tried to pull back, she wouldn’t release him.

“Again,” she pleaded. “I like it hard.”

Holy. Fuck.

She was his every fantasy come true.

He grazed his teeth over the taut peak, and when she panted out a plea, he sucked hard, then soothed the redness with his tongue. She drew in several sharp breaths, guiding his mouth to her other breast, which he gave the same lavish attention to. One of