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Whatever she saw in my eyes caused her to suck in a breath, her cute little nose pinching briefly before flaring.

My cock twitched. My chest tightened.

“Reed.” Her voice sounded desperate as her eyes searched mine, the light reflecting specks of amber in her gaze like a brewing fire.

I licked my lips, taking a step closer until our chests bumped. I could feel how stiff her nipples were through her shirt.

I’d gladly let her fire burn me. Over and over again.

I was desperate for her.

I made my decision then. I wanted us—justus. I set my cowboy hat on the table, running a hand through my hair. “I’m not done with you yet, sweetheart.”

Not waiting for a response, I toed off my boots and ripped off my shirt, hoisting her up into my arms. Her breath hitched, and she let out a little squeal when I pulled her to me, her arms locked behind my head while her legs wrapped around my waist. My palms encompassed her ass, holding her to me while I walked us to the bed in the front. I felt her hips roll, seeking friction.

Her lips were inches from mine, her breath coasting across my mouth. I could almost taste her in the air between us.

“Fuck, Lina,” I breathed.

I couldn’t wait to cross the distance to the bed and pushed her up against the wall. My lips ghosted across hers, lightlyteasing the bow of her lip. My tongue darted out, tracing the seam of her mouth, urging her to open for me.

“Reed,” she said again, this time pleadingly. It was just enough for me to deepen our kiss, my tongue stroking the length of hers until I could run it across the roof of her mouth.

“God, you can kiss. That fucking tongue.” She moaned, my own following hers.

She rocked her hips again as I pressed her harder against the wall. My hands tightly gripped her ass, wanting to leave my mark all over her while I helped her rub against me.

“Fuck, baby.” My cock throbbed painfully. I was so fucking hard, I’d be surprised if I didn’t come in my pants with the friction she was building.

“Thank you,” she murmured softly against my mouth.

“For what?”

“Those piercings. They’re the best apology you could’ve ever given me.”

I couldn’t help but smile, holding back a chuckle as I kissed her, relief coursing through me.

“Are you going to be a good little slut for this cock?” I asked, my voice thick with want.

Lina groaned, her head tipping back to hit the wall. “I feel so fucking empty. I need you to fill me.”

Fuck.I could already feel myself leaking with another brush of her pussy against me.

“Please,” she whined.

“Baby, you don’t need to beg. Not with me.” My hands traveled up her sides, burying into her locks, bringing her head back up so I could kiss her again.

I peeled us off the wall and walked to the bed, letting us fall onto the mattress.

Staring down at her, she looked so gorgeous beneath me. Her hair splayed on the pillow, her eyes glistening with a twinkle,and I wondered what she was thinking. She was so quiet. Unnervingly quiet.

“What is it?” I prompted. “Do you need something, sweetheart?” I asked her, suddenly feeling concerned and a little self-conscious. “Is this too much?”

She shook her head, her teeth dragging across her full bottom lip, momentarily distracting me before she spoke. “It’s not enough. I want to feel you, Reed. All of you. When I said I need you to fill me, I meant I want you to fuckingfillme.”

My eyes shot to hers at that, my heartbeat kicking up a notch at what I thought she insinuated. “You want me to fuck you bare?”

“I want to feel you slick on my thighs, even long after you leave me. I want you to fuck me sore so tomorrow I can feel the echo of your cock inside me.”