Chapter 64

Her words were a machete to the gut. He closed his eyes, trying to block the scene out, but her scent, cinnamon and fresh peaches, all sugary and ripe, enticed him. Her hitching breaths and the way she called his name and stared, as Luc brought her to the edge once more...almost too much to take. He clenched his fists and realized he was shaking. Trembling like a fucking teenage boy.

“Deke.” Luc again, with that damn taunting, challenging voice.

Slowly, he opened his eyes. His hot gaze traveled from the rosy patches staining Kimber’s fair-skinned cheeks and splashing across her chest, down her rapidly rising and falling chest. His visual thrill ride continued over her narrow waist, the soft curves of her hips…then to the slick flesh that swelled and pouted for attention. The flesh Luc pointed in his direction so he couldn’t miss an eyeful. The bastard had planned this…but that fact didn’t make Kimber less potent or easier to resist.

“Luc, stop,” Deke growled.

His co