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He presses the button on the visor again and the door begins its loud, slow descent to close behind us. By the time the door touches the floor, shrouding us in darkness and blocking out the dim light of the streetlights, Craig’s mouth is on mine again, and this time he doesn’t pull away until we’re both gasping for air, our chests heaving with the weight of our need.
“What are we doing here?” I manage to choke out, seeing the dashboard dials reflect in his eyes just before they go out.
His thumb runs across my bottom lip, sending every nerve ending within me straight into overdrive. “You hesitated,” he replies simply, breathless. “When I said it was a bad idea. If you’re up for a bad decision, Meg, so am I.”
“You think this is a bad decision?” I can’t breathe, can’t do anything but search his eyes for something, anything, that will give me a clue as to what’s going on in that sexy head of his.
“To be honest, I’m not really interested in thinking at all,” he whispers, pressing his lips softly against mine as he reaches across my body and unbuckles my seatbelt. “The only thing I am interested in is you, and how you kissed me back.”
For a split second, everything stops. No movement, no sound, just a void as we watch and wait for each other to pull away, to stop things before—
I dive towards him, giving in to every ounce of bubbling arousal I can feel invading my mind and body. My lips crash against his, and Craig kisses me back, hard, pulling me across the bench seat and up onto his lap as I scramble to get as close to him as possible.
My legs straddle his thighs in the driver’s seat, and Craig fumbles with the buttons on the side of his seat, never once breaking our kiss. His tongue tangles with mine as the seat slides backwards, and he reclines it back as far as it will go.
We pull at the clothes that are barriers between us. I tug his shirt up and past his shoulders first, helping him to pull mine away from my body, too. In the darkness, I’m desperate to feel the heat of his skin against mine, to feel his muscles bunch with the exertion of showing me how badly he wants me.
Because I want him just as irrevocably.
“Megan, you’re so beautiful.” His voice is raspy as his eyes skim over my bare abdomen and the pale pink lace bra I’m still wearing.
Beautiful, he’d called me. Not hot, not some derogatory adjective a man would use if he was just giving into his most primal desires and taking me to get what he physically needed.
Craig Connelly wants more than that from me. At least, that’s how I construe the meaning of his breathless comment. That’s what I hope. Because I’m not a woman who takes giving myself to a man lightly. But I will give myself to this man, purely because I don’t remember a time when someone has so completely taken over my mind and body the way he has. Every breath, every feverish gasp and goosebump that rises on my flesh from his touch—it’s because of him. For him.
I want Craig, too. And to hell with whatever consequences come from it.
Chapter Eight
Craig
I’d given her the chance to tell me this was a bad idea. I’d paused and hesitated as much as I could, allowing her every opportunity I could muster to pull away from me and turn me down.
But Megan has given in to the same game we’ve been playing since the day I met her, and she’s doing the same thing I am—ignoring the rules completely. She’s got the same unrelenting desire coursing through her veins, and the same incessant need for actions that might result in something making sense. Anything.
Megan came to Cardon Springs looking for a fresh start, for a way to pick herself up from the cruelty and unfairness that life has cast upon her.
Instead, she found me—someone who’s just looking for the same thing.
That can’t be a coincidence. And as I slide my hands over her bare skin, my fingertips tingling with the electricity I can feel sparking between us, I know it’s not.
This isn’t a mistake. It can’t be. Which is exactly why I give up on words, give up on hesitancy, and allow my desire to just feel her to take over me.
The way her mouth melds against mine is intoxicating, and the way her hands are soft and firm at the same time as they explore my bare chest is the most sensual thing I’ve ever felt. But as our kiss becomes more consuming, our touches and movements more frantic, pure and unadulterated lust takes over, guiding us as we awkwardly unbutton and pull and tug our remaining clothes off, aching for more.
I need to be inside her. My guttural groans as Megan’s fingertips graze over the fly of my jeans are deeply rooted in agony. Judging by the flash of concern in her eyes, she knows it.
“I want you, Meg,” I manage to growl against her sweet mouth as my hands pull away her unclasped bra and cup her ample breasts in my hands. It’s her turn to moan with the sensation of my fingers circling her pert nipples, and despite how awkward it is to get undressed in the cramped space of my truck’s driver’s seat, the sight of her naked silhouette straddling my lap is absolutely breathtaking and worth every awkward and uncomfortable moment.
Megan unzips my jeans and I lift my hips to help her pull them down as far as she can get them. She pulls her soft lips from mine, letting out a long, frustrated sigh as she tugs desperately on the denim, determined to get every barrier out of our way.
“Meg,” I whisper, sliding my hands between us and holding her hands in mine. “Megan. Slow down. It’s okay.” I bring one hand up to glide around to the back of her neck, pulling her down to me again. “Just come here.”
I kiss her again, passionately, and she responds, moaning against my mouth. I shift in the seat, pushing my jeans just a bit farther down on my hips, enough to let my rigid cock spring free. The throbbing ache and pulsing isn’t eased by its release, and my breath hitches when Megan’s soft fingertips c
aress the silky-smooth skin along my shaft.
“Son of a—” I suddenly clutch her fingers desperately between my own, halting her. “Your touch is like fucking gasoline,” I choke out in a hoarse voice. “With the fire burning in me right now, you’re going to make me combust if you keep doing that.”
