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He gripped her hips and owned their rhythm. “Fuck. Ride me, Den. Ride me.”
Her body was strung so tight she couldn’t breathe around it. But he was right there. His hands keeping her steady as she rolled her hips again and again, taking him deeper. She reached for his shoulders to stabilize herself and each thrust pushed her closer and closer to what she needed.
The friction, the darkness, the all-day tease, the anger and worry living inside her, all of it coalesced into a bright, shredding release. He rose up to meet her, one hand clasping the back of her neck to hold her mouth against his. And he swallowed her cries.
Her whole body shuddered and tensed, and she was so damn afraid a wall was waiting for her, but he held her tighter and flicked his thumb between them in just the right combination of circles until her world went bright white then fucking purple as something exploded on the screen behind her.
He brought her face to his neck as he jerked under her and a guttural groan echoed through her chest. His groan.
For her.
She collapsed against him and couldn’t stop the sob.
His arms came around her. “Shh. Denver, shhh.”
He didn’t ask her what was wrong. She couldn’t have answered him if he did. He just held on to her. His lips brushed against her temple, against her cheeks as he kissed away her tears. She lay her cheek against his chest, her heart racing along with his. As his heartbeat slowed, so did hers. Until finally there was only one heartbeat synced together.
Theirs.
She’d never allowed herself to stay this close to someone after sex. One and done was so much easier, especially when she’d never known any different.
What she had known before didn’t resemble this in any way.
Finally, she pulled away and repaired her clothes. She couldn’t look at him. It had been too much. Sex wasn’t supposed to be that intense.
“Colorado.”
“We need to get back. People are going to know…”
“They’re not stupid, you know.”
Her shoulders slumped. “We don’t have to toss it in everyone’s faces either.”
“What? That we had a quickie at the movies?”
She jammed her foot into her sneaker. “If I hadn’t been so wound up, I wouldn’t have done this. It’s a theater, for God’s sake. The floor is sticky.”
He laughed as he pulled on his button-down shirt. “So much derision in so few words.” He tugged on her hair until she turned to him. “We don’t have to talk about—”
“Good, I don’t want to talk about anything. Can we just go?” She looked around to make sure she wasn’t leaving anything behind. Anything to not look at him.
“You can talk to me. No matter what, okay?”
She pressed her lips together. “Yep. Got it.” The sooner she got out of this theater and back on the bus, the better. Driving. There were finite rules of the road and the only emotions were of the flipping-the-bird variety.
So much safer.
Chapter Twelve
Ryan followed her onto the bus. He tried to tangle their fingers before he went by, but she’d fisted her hands into her hoodie pockets. She dropped into her seat and started fiddling with her GPS. He gripped the top of her chair and twisted her to look up at him.
“Don’t shut me out, Colorado.”
She tilted her head in that don’t-fuck-with-me way she had. The knot in his chest eased. That was a helluva lot better than the shattered eyes he’d seen in the flickering lights of the theater. They’d been so focused on the crazy one-upping of each other he hadn’t thought about anyone else around them, let alone what emotions might do to the situation.
He knew he was falling for her.
Hell, he was already gone. It had been a foregone conclusion the moment she’d saved him in that alley. Even before he’d gotten inside that sweet, lush body, he’d been gonzo. No one evened him out quite like she did.
