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“Don’t you want to know my name?”

His eyes met mine. “It doesn’t matter.”

“It doesn’t—”Okay,maybe he wanted a one-night stand after all. This could work. This could totally work. One night with the badass Green Beret. He was big, so I had to assume he was proportional… everywhere. My pussy clenched at the possibility.

Running a hand over his face, he wiped the rain away, at least for a second. It looked like he had a scar through his eyebrow. There was a slice of dark hair missing, but I didn’t see a healed wound.

The wind kicked up, the gale pushing me forward and closer to him.

He breathed deep, and I watched as his nostrils flared again. Every line of his body tensed, and his hand still on my hip tightened more. His eyes seemed to glow in the headlights. He looked… wild.

Lightning lit up his features in stark contrast, and I counted.

One, one thousand.

Two, one thousand.

Boom.I shot forward into his arms. Okay, I needed to move this along. He seemed to be fine staring at me, holding me to him and… oddly enough, breathing me in. But damn, his strong arms felt good wrapped around me. Where I was cold, he was warm.

“Easy,” he murmured right by my ear. “You’re safe with me. I promise.”

My heart skipped a beat, then practically pounded out of my chest as I listened to him take another deep breath.

“I know.” I lifted my face and beamed up at him.

“Fuck me,” he muttered.

Did he sayfuck meas in I should fuck him?Yes, please.Slowly, I shook my head. “Um, I thinkyou’resupposed to fuckme.”

One dark brow winged up. “What are you saying?”

I smirked in the rain at the press of his cock—his huge, long, thick cock—press against me. “I think I made it pretty clear.”

His gaze roved over my face again, as if memorizing it. “Little girl, you are pure damage.”

I dragged my lower lip through my teeth. My small breasts pressed up against his ribs, my hands were on his rock-hard abs.

“The creek won’t go down for hours after the storm’s blown through,” he explained. “There’s a motel in the last town.”

Dark, tawdry thoughts instantly filled my head. His hands moved to my shoulders, but his gaze dropped to my breasts again, like he was thinking about cupping them.

If he did, he’d find out they were small, only an A-cup, but my nipples were hard enough to cut glass. I had to hope I was enough for a brawny guy like him. I might be small, but I wouldn’t break, and while I hadn’t had tons of sex—okay, barely any—I had pretty naughty thoughts.

Suddenly, I wasn’t cold. His scent caught on the wind. Soap or something spicy, but beneath it… man.

“You need to get out of those wet clothes,” he almost snarled.

So do you, my friend.

Would he help me undress? Lift my long-sleeved t-shirt over my head? Would he work my leggings down over my hips taking my thong with it? Would he pat every inch of my skin dry with a towel, or would it evaporate away when he kissed me?

The road in front of us was impassable. We’d spend the night in the motel he mentioned, but if I had my way, we wouldn’t do much sleeping.

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Vanilla and cinnamon.That was her delectable scent. She was breathtaking. Perfect.