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“Oh my God. Just get away from me!” I screamed and started running into the area of the field where there were no lights. Once in the darkness, I tripped over a hole in the dirt and went airborne, hitting the ground with a thud. “Ooph.”
“Are you okay?” Fox called out as he ran up to me.
“Fine,” I said as I stood, dusted myself off, picked up what was left of my pride and kept walking.
“Harley, wait.” He was suddenly in front of me, blocking my path. “Look, I don’t know what I’m doing anymore, okay? You’re driving me crazy.”
I stopped walking and glared back at him.
“Really? How? I haven’t been anywhere near you.”
“That’s what’s making me crazy. The fact that you can act so casual about everything when I can’t.” He took a step back and ran a hand over his face. “With you, I felt something I never have before.” His voice lowered and looked away. “Half the time I don’t know whether I want to forget about you or fuck some sense into you.”
“Well, that’s romantic.” I snorted as I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms.
“Is that what you want? Romance?” He stepped forward with a hopeful look. “’Cause I would try anything.” His admission made my chest ache. I wanted him, I just couldn’t allow myself to fall for anyone and end up hitting the ground face first. I had to know that I would be okay. I knew with Fox, I would be far from it. I decided to give him my honest answer.
“Just forget about me, Fox. It’s safer that way.” Although I wasn’t sure who would be safer, me or him. He stared at me as if he wanted to say something more, but no words left his mouth, so I walked away and headed back to the gathering.
Chapter Eighteen
When I returned back to the group Blake was staring at me with concern. I gave him a small smile to show that I was fine. It was obvious that he wanted to ask me questions, but I was in no mood to talk so I decided to do what I do best.
“Showtime!” I called over to Blake’s racing friend. “I think I saw a bottle of something in your backseat. Are you going to share?” I asked as I strutted over to him.
“Hell yeah! Here you go, Harley.” He reached into the backseat of his car and handed me a liquor bottle. I had no idea what it was until I unscrewed the cap and took a swig. Thankfully, it was tequila.
“Now we’re talking!” I shouted as I took another drink. I could feel Fox’s eyes on me the entire time, but I ignored him. His confession in the woods messed with my head and I wanted to forget it. I sat on Showtime’s lap and let him feel on my thighs a little, although I felt like total shit about it. But the more I drank, the less I cared about anything. I began wiggling on Showtime’s lap to the music that was blaring from his car, and his touches grew braver. When he put his lips on mine for a kiss, I froze completely. It wasn’t what I wanted, but before I could push him away, I was suddenly tossed onto the ground while Showtime went flying in the other direction. I stood and realized that Fox had shoved Showtime and was about to throw a punch. Instantly, Blake and his friends were on top of the pair trying to separate them. My mind was too fuzzy to say anything as I stared in shock at the scene in front of me. Before I knew what was happening, Fox grabbed my hand and was pulling me with him. When we reached his car, he opened the passenger side, shoved me in, then he was peeling away as his tires kicked up rocks and dust.
“Fox! Slow down!” I yelled as he went from first, second, third and then fourth so quickly that I pressed my feet hard against the floorboard and I grabbed the handle above the door. In no time, he reached ninety miles an hour as he tore down the dark road. He didn’t acknowledge me as the engine roared as he steadily increased his speed. When I saw a curve in the road approaching and Fox gave no indication of s
lowing, I panicked.
“Drew! Stop!” I screamed as the back end of the car fishtailed and he struggled to control the wheel. He finally skidded to a stop and pulled off onto the shoulder. I instantly opened the door and began to run, but I knew I wouldn’t get very far before he caught up to me. He grabbed me and pushed me against a tree.
“I’m sorry. Shit, I’m sorry,” he repeated over and over as I struggled to break free of his hold. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me, that’s not why I ran. I was terrified of the emotions that caused him to behave the way he had. Fox grabbed a hold of my face and pressed his forehead against mine. “God, I’m so sorry.”
“What do you want from me?” I asked, my voice breathy from struggling with him.
“I...I don’t know. A chance?”
“A chance to do what?”
“To make you mine. Just let me. Please.” My breath caught at his words and I was finding it harder and harder to keep resisting him. Seeing another girl all over him drove me crazy but as gorgeous as she was, he still wanted me. Even after all the things I had done to push him away.
“I want to try. I…I just don’t know how,” I finally confessed with a whisper because I really did want that, but I wasn’t sure how to let myself go there with him. Before I could contemplate things anymore his lips were on mine. It was a hungry kiss full of heat and passion, something I had never felt with anyone. That instant connection and the unlocking of hidden wants I didn’t even know existed inside of me. Fox pushed me against the tree and grabbed on to both of my hands to lift them above my head. He slowed the kiss and nipped at my bottom lip. He pulled back several times, just enough to make me chase him then he’d start the process all over again. Soon he had worked me into a frenzy and I was panting and begging him to let my arms go so that I could touch him.
Fox released my wrists and my hands immediately slid under his shirt to trace the ripple of his abs until my hand dipped lower to where his erection was straining the crotch of his pants. With nimble fingers, I undid his buckle and slipped my hand inside to grip his hardness. He rested his head against my neck and groaned low in his throat as I worked him in my hand. The ache between my legs was growing with every reaction I was getting from him until I was squeezing my thighs together. Fox unsnapped the button on my shorts and pushed them down along with my panties then slipped two fingers into my throbbing center.
“So fucking wet. Just like I knew you would be,” he said against my neck as he pumped his fingers in and out then circled my clit. Goosebumps covered me as the cool wind blew on my heated skin and mixed with the scent of Fox. Even though we were in the shadows, we were still out in the open. The idea that anyone could drive by or come looking for us magnified the hotness of the moment for me. I lifted one leg and wrapped it around his waist as we both looked between our bodies at the feelings we were creating. I pumped his cock with my hand and his fingers slid in and out of me.
“God… need to be inside you, Harley… missed the feel of you, baby.” Fox growled then he reached into his jeans and plucked a condom from his wallet. He placed the packet between my teeth and tugged it so it would tear open. Once he had it rolled on, he lifted my legs so that they were wrapped around his waist. As soon as he had himself lined up with my entrance he pushed inside. No waiting, no easing in. Just straight to the hilt. I cried out immediately, loving the feeling of being full of him. He pounded into me over and over, each time bringing me closer and closer to insanity. My need for him in that moment was unreal. I couldn’t get enough of him. He was like air to me. When my eyes locked with his, the raw desire I saw there undid me. “Oh. Oh God.” I moaned, my orgasm nearly to the point of explosion. “I’m going to come.”
“Then say it. I want to hear you say it,” he commanded. His breathing growing heavy as he increased his thrusts.
“Ah, God. Drew. Yes, Drew. Please don’t stop. Harder.” I gasped, as the pressure built so high that it shattered me.
“Yeah. That’s it, baby. Fuck.” He buried his head into the side of my neck as he came right along with me. I rubbed my hand along the back of his head and through his hair and we stayed there joined and leaning against the tree. Fox was the first to move by pulling out and stepping back slowly so that I could get my feet back on the ground. He still kept his face against my neck as he rubbed his nose up and down the soft skin, inhaling and exhaling. Finally, he stepped away and pulled up his pants. I found my own discarded clothes and put them back on.
