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Tray was leaning against my car.
“What do you want?” I called out crossly, reaching around him and unlocking my door. Tray didn’t move, so I shoved him aside.
Instead of budging, even a little bit, Tray grabbed my hand and twisted my arm around me, pulling my body fully against his.
Holding my head away from him, the rest of me pressed tightly against him, I asked, “What? I have to go and save my ass, remember?”
Tray studied me intently and I averted my eyes. I didn’t need him trying to read me right now.
“Hey,” he said firmly, tipping my chin to meet his gaze.
“What?” I snarled.
“You’re terrified,” he stated, surprised at his realization.
“No, I’m not.”
“You’ve been hot and cold all day. That’s how you deal, isn’t it. You react and you’re scared to death of what you’re going to do. What are you going to do?”
“It’s a one-woman job.”
“Taryn.”
“No.”
“Taryn.”
“I said no,” I cried out, trying to get away, but he only pulled me tighter—if that was possible.
But he reasoned again, “Taryn.”
So I grabbed his chin and pulled him to me, his mouth meeting mine. It worked because it shut both of us up.
Tray quickly took charge and dipped my head back, giving him more access to my mouth. He whirled around, moving me against the car, with his body pressing me back. God. One of his hands was sliding down my thigh, sliding around to my stomach, sliding up underneath my shirt. His other hand was firmly clamped on the back of my neck, keeping my mouth in place.
I wasn’t fighting it. Believe me. I was meeting every one of his moves with one of mine. I had my own hands pressed up under his shirt, one hand moving to circle around his shoulder and the other tracing his abdominal muscles. Then I switched and my hand was sliding around his back, resting on the back of his shoulders, while the other slid to the inside of his pants.
I felt his sharp intake of breath and grinned against his mouth, lightly biting his lower lip.
He groaned and swept his tongue inside my mouth roughly.
Holy…
One of his hands traced upwards, softly against the swell of my breast, hidden from view, and lightly cupped me.
I groaned this time and could feel him grin.
Then I shoved him away, breathing raggedly.
“Not. Here,” I choked out.
“I know,” he said hoarsely, trying to steady his breathing, leaning his elbows on my car’s roof.
“I have to go.”
“I know.”
Getting in my car, I remembered and shoved my hand out through the open door. “Here.”
