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The world narrows down to the space where our bodies meet, the rest fading into nothingness. Our lips crash together in a kiss that steals my breath away. He tastes like freedom and something indefinably wild, a flavor I didn’t know I’d been craving until this very moment. His arms wrap around me, solid and unyielding, and I melt into him, giving in to the hunger that’s been simmering just beneath the surface.
“Jane,” he groans against my mouth, and I hear the raw need threaded through his voice.
“Tex,” I gasp, clinging to him as if he’s the only thing keeping me upright.
His lips moving against mine as his hands touch the bare skin of my waist sending electric shocks through me.
“God, Jane,” he murmurs, his breath hot on my neck. “You feel like you were made for me.”
His words send a shiver down my spine that has nothing to do with the evening chill. Every cell in my body responds as I thread my fingers through his dark hair.
“Tex,” I breathe out, a plea and an affirmation all in one.
His lips trail a path from my jawline to my collarbone, each kiss igniting a fire that spreads through my veins.
“Tell me what you want,” he says, eyes blazing into mine, daring me to voice the desires that have been curled dormant inside me.
I arch into him, our bodies fitting together as though we are two halves of a whole.
“You,” I whisper, the word carrying all the weight of my longing.
His response is immediate, a growl of approval as he lifts me effortlessly, pinning me against the aged wood of the bridge, its rough surface a stark contrast to the smoothness of his touch.
“Jane,” he rasps, voice laced with the same hunger that claws at my insides. “I’ve never wanted anyone like I want you.”
Hands roam, exploring the terrain of muscle and sinew, tracing the lines of scars, and lived life—a testament to his past, to the roads traveled and the battles fought. Our dance of give and take, push and pull, is as old as time.
“Tex, I—” My words dissolve into a moan as his mouth descends once more, claiming me with a fervor that speaks of pent-up yearnings and whispered midnight promises.
The connection we share deepens with every stroke, every nip.
“Stay with me tonight,” he groans against my skin, the vibration sending another wave of desire crashing over me.
“Yes.”
In this suspended slice of time, in Texas’ arms, I am home. Our bodies are entwined in an intimate embrace, the warmth between us defying the chill of the evening air.
His thumb brushes my cheek, a tender gesture that belies the strength in his calloused hands. “All those years on the road, I never found a place that felt like this... like home.”
“Home is more than a place, isn’t it?” I whisper back, my fingertips tracing the patches on his leather jacket. “It’s about who you’re with.”
We move together, a cascade of urgent motions—hands roaming, lips searching, hearts pounding. The bridge creaks under our synchronized symphony.
“Jane,” he gasps, his breath hot against my ear, “I never want to let you go.”
“Then don’t,” I respond, my voice steady even as my insides quake with the intensity of my emotions.
CHAPTER 4
TEX
The roar of my bike dies as I cut the engine, and for a moment, there’s only the sound of our heavy breaths in the cool night air.
“Home sweet home,” Jane whispers.
“Sweet indeed,” I drawl.
My hand finds hers and we dismount my bike. We’re close now, so close the heat from her body mingles with mine.
