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“Ditto.” She went onto her toes and bit my lower lip. “Shall we distract one another?”

“God, yes.” I lowered my mouth to hers and there was no sweetness. Thank God for her. I didn’t have to worry I’d break her, or hurt her. At least not physically.

I fisted her ponytail and bent her back with the force of my kiss. Instead of shrinking away from me, she gave back just as aggressively. The kiss was hot and messy and more of a fight than romance.

My blood fired. Just what I needed to diffuse this frustration clawing at my damn bones. Wanting her and being pissed at another woman at the same time was exhausting and confusing.

I broke our mouths apart. Hers was bright red from my teeth and beard. Swollen with how harsh I’d been. I lifted my thumb to smooth across her lower lip, but she didn’t seem to want the sweetness.

She nipped my finger. “Upstairs?”

I didn’t want to go inside and get distracted. Because no matter how capable her team of people was, she couldn’t help but get involved in her business.

She was too Macy.

I tugged her forward. “Go for a drive?”

Her eyebrows rose. “What are we, teenagers?”

“I’ve been sporting a hard-on half the day like one. Might as well see how far I can get in my truck.”

Her lips spread into a rare wide smile. “All right. I’ll remind you how bad an idea it was when we can’t get it right.”

“My truck is much more roomy these days.”

“You saying you need room for us?” She slid her fingers into my back pockets and squeezed none-too-gently.

“I’m saying I need room to get you on top of me, Mace.” I gripped her ponytail to match her hold on me. “I need inside you. And not the easy, sweet kind of way.”

“Well then.” She dug out her phone from her jacket pocket and flashed off a text, then grabbed my hand.

Both of us had a long stride, and we got to my truck in record time. I went around to open the door for her. Again, her eyebrows shot up. “Boy Scout,” she said against my mouth.

Because my truck was parked off to the side under a huge oak, I didn’t have to worry about prying eyes. I dipped my fingers into the front of the stretchy pants she wore all the damn time. I went straight under her panties and slipped two fingers inside of her.

She hissed out a breath and braced herself on the open door.

I dug deep inside of her, groaning at the building heat waiting for me. Was she just as wound up all the damn time as I was? I ground the palm of my hand along the top of her slit where her clit was already begging for a touch.

She growled against my neck and held on as I finger-fucked her like there was no one around. Like it was just us and no one could interrupt. Instead of feigning that she didn’t want this, she opened for me. She lifted her hips up to meet each of my grinding strokes.

I nudged her jacket and shirt aside enough to get to her neck and sucked hard along the sensitive skin between her shoulder and neck as I drowned in her. As I pushed her up and through two orgasms before she could take a breath.

When I pulled back enough to look into her eyes, I drowned in the dark blue depths. I let her see me and know it was me who was giving this to her. Demanding it from her.

She tried to tip her head back to break the connection, but I slammed my mouth against hers, both of our eyes open as she cried out in my mouth. I swallowed each of her cries and groaned as her sweet pussy clenched around my damn fingers instead of my cock.

But it was enough.

For right now, it was enough.

I slid my fingers out of her as she sagged against the seat. I looked down at how soaked my fingers were and watched her as I licked every bit of her off me. I didn’t say a damn word as I hiked her up into the truck.

She wouldn’t look at me when I closed the door.

Pissed or shocked, I wasn’t quite sure.

I walked around the back of the truck and gave myself a quick moment before I opened my door. I was as hard as a fucking beam, but I was strangely even, knowing I could have her like that.

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