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Kevin's POV

I was lost the second my mouth merged into hers and groaned as I slipped my tongue into hers. I loved how she responded easily and eagerly, her tongue dueling with mine with passion as her mouth sucked lightly on it.

The world before me faded away—it didn't matter that we were in a haunted jungle and had pissed off a cannibal giant who was on our trail with probably his friends or more and neither was the absence of my men pricking my mind like it was minutes ago, not that I wasn't worried about them still but my worries have been pushed to the back of my mind.

It was Ella, only Ella at this moment and she was the only one that mattered.

Kiss me, Kevin. I had almost lost it at the time she said that and wondered where I had gotten the restraint to ask her if she was sure of what she was saying because there was no going back for me again and I wasn't going to play any more push and pull game we've been having.

I could sense her arousal, the sweetness of it filled my no