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I wasn’t sure if he was mad or if…
“I’m sorry…I didn't mean to—”
“Don’t bullshit me,” he growled. “I used to pride myself on my self-control. Did you know that? Literally nothing could break my resolve. Nothing.”
He sighed, fisting his hands again and bringing them to his lap.
“I get it, you’re still very in control—”
“That’s the problem,” he interrupted, still not looking my way. “That’s why you drive me fucking insane, because you tempt me unlike fucking anything I’ve ever fought. It’s easy when there’s good and bad. Friend and enemy…but you’re neither. And both. You’re pain and balm, forbidden and tempting, and if I do all the things that I want to do to you, Tommy will kill me.”
“He can try,” I blurted, which finally made him turn to me, amusement curving his lips the tiniest bit before his eyes darkened to that predator gleam I was starting to crave.
His hands were still fisted, and for the first time, I realized that they weren’t clutched because he was angry.
He was holding himself back.
“Can you take him on?” I asked, appealing to the feral side of him. “Am I worth fighting for?”
The animal in him leaned forward, anticipating the challenge.
“Yes,” he hissed, fists still clenched.
“Then get a straw, SITFU and kiss me, Ash.”
He rasped in a breath and leaned closer, taking my advice to suck it the fuck up, and do something already.
Finally, he got closer and I felt the rasp of his unshaven cheek against mine and his heavy breath rustle the fine hairs by my ear.
“I’m going to kiss you, Frey,” he murmured, gruff and raw as he added, “If I do, I’m not going to stop. You better be damn sure this is what you want.”
“Suck it the fuck up and—”
In less than the time it took me to gasp, his cheek scraped mine as he dragged away and his mouth was covering mine, swallowing my shock and the sound of my desperate cry as his rough hand curled around my neck and pulled my face to his so hard it almost hurt.
His tongue invaded my mouth, immediately tangling with mine as he crawled closer, my back pressing into the door of the truck as his chest pressed to mine. Every nerve in my body started firing, my clit tingling as my pussy throbbed. I needed more.
“Ash,” I choked around our kiss, trying to breathe, but unwilling to lose the contact of his mouth.
“You already had your chance to say no,” he countered, which made me smile.
“I’m not saying no,” I blurted. “But my spine is about to crack over the armrest behind me.”
“Shit,” he clipped, gripping me by the waist until I was spinning, landing with my ass in his lap, his fingers digging so hard into my ribs I knew I’d have bruises there in the morning.
“Facing the wrong way,” I panted, grinding down on the massive erection poking at my rear.
“I’ve got you how I want you,” he corrected, hands sliding around my hips to grip the fleshy parts of my thighs, dragging them wide as his mouth found the soft spot behind my ear with his tongue.
His strong hands gripped my skirt in seconds, pulling it up past my thighs until it was bunched around my hips.
“Ash,” I gasped again as his left hand lifted to cup my breast through my bra, and the right slid under the band of my red panties until his calloused fingertips dragged over the soaking seam of my pussy.
“Keep saying my name.” His voice was silk, soft and luxurious in my ear as that hand slipped between my slick folds and immediately circled my clit.
My chest arched, breast pressing further into his hand as my hips tried to move with every flick of his fingers.
“Don’t stop,” I demanded with a lusty, willowy voice. “Don’t stop, Ash. God, you feel so good inside me.”
