Page 90 of Untamed Sinner

And somehow, I know we’re nowhere near done.

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HENDRICKS

Istand slowly, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand while holding her gaze.

She's wrecked.

Lips parted. Pupils blown. One hand still gripping the car like she doesn’t quite trust her legs.

I did that.

And I’m going to do it again.

"Get in the truck," I say.

She blinks at me. "What?"

"Back seat.” I open the door. “Now."

For once, she doesn't argue.

She kicks off her jeans and underwear completely—no hesitation, no self-consciousness—and climbs into the back seat. The space is cramped, the leather cold against bare skin. I watch her curl her legs under her, gripping a headrest, waiting to see what I’m going to do.

Like she's daring me to follow through.

I climb in and shut the door. The confined space forces us closer. Our knees touch. Her breath mingles with mine.

For a moment, we just stare at each other.

Then I reach for my belt.

Her gasp makes my blood simmer. I slow down, taking my time undoing my jeans. When I free my cock, she moans.

My control takes another hit. "Come here."

She moves instantly, straddling my lap as I take the condom I had the foresight to grab out of my pocket. Her hands brace on my shoulders as she watches me roll it down my length.

“Of course you came prepared.” She pauses. “That shouldn’t be as hot as it is.”

My hands grip her hips, positioning her over me. "You ready?"

She takes my chin. “Hendricks, I’m sitting on your lap. Keep up.”

I kiss her smart mouth as I pull her down onto me in one smooth motion.

She groans into me, her hips moving against me. Her tongue catches my lower lip.

I know the moment she tastes herself. Her eyes open, and the look she gives me is pure Mandy. Wicked. Satisfied. Unrepentant. Completely untamed.

I hold her gaze. “You wanted to fuck with my control, Amanda? You have my full attention.”

“Good.” She licks my lip again. “I was getting tired of sharing it.”

I move beneath her, slow and measured, taking my time. Her breath catches, her nails dig into my shoulders, and that smug look in her eyes slips for half a second.

Smiling, I pull her closer. “You have my attention, Amanda. Now let’s see what you can do with it.”