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But when my focus fell to her knees parting at my words, finding her trying to hide a squirm on the seat in reaction to what I’d said . . . there was the answer. “Hell yes, sweetheart.”
Her slender fingers slid across her collarbone like a seductive tease when my eyes returned to hers. Wetting her lips now, I realized I was more than likely losing my mind to share the truth right there, but . . .
I wanted her. Always had. Always would. That was the only real truth I knew.
“What are you doing?” I asked as Natalia unbuckled, and then her hands went to her thighs, and she slowly bunched up the fabric to reveal her panties.
My eyes had adjusted to the darkness, but there wasn’t enough light to make out the color. My guess? Black. Probably lace.
“Natalia,” I warned, the pain in my pants now far more severe than the pain in my head.
She looked up at me, startled and wide eyed, like she’d been caught doing something she didn’t think I’d see. But she didn’t stop either, just held my eyes as she whispered, “I just . . .”
She was feeling what I called “the rush”—worked up and in need of expending the leftover energy post-fight. Or a near-death experience, in many cases for me in the past.
But yeah, I’d also just confessed the truth to her, too, so . . .
Natalia quietly reached for my hand, and I couldn’t tear my focus away from her legs, not if my life depended on it.
When she slipped my hand between her warm thighs and murmured, “Touch me,” I about came in my pants. In my defense, it was Natalia. The woman I’d spent a decade thinking about while beating off, only to feel like a horrible human being for it after. “If you don’t, I’ll do it myself.”
My hand remained still between her silky thighs, mere inches from her panties. She urged it closer to her sex, and my last shred of resistance completely dissolved.
I turned in my seat for better access and hooked her panties with my finger, shifting them to the side and then swiped the pad of my thumb over her sex.
She. Was. Soaked.
My breath hitched at the little sounds coming from her lips, and I lifted my eyes to her face. Her attention was laser-focused between her thighs. She covered my hand with hers, urging me to keep touching her.
We were on the shoulder of the highway. Anyone could pull over and check on us at any moment. But to hell with it. I was going to get this woman off.
She kept her hand on mine as I thrummed her clit, then she arched against my palm and cried when I penetrated her with two fingers.
Watching her lips part, seeing her small gasps of breaths as I touched her was intoxicating.
I set the heel of my free hand over my crotch, the discomfort there nearing agony as I fingered her tight, wet sex. She continued to buck and move against my hand. Visions of her letting loose and riding my cock came to mind.
So. Damn. Hot.
I leaned farther over, snatching her chin with my free hand as she kept grinding against my rough palm, and sucked her bottom lip.
I kissed her softly at first, moving my hand behind her neck to pull her closer. Then I deepened the kiss, turning it into something erotic. She moaned into my mouth, coming hard, her pussy clenching tightly around my fingers.
Fuck me.
When I finally eased my hand from between her thighs, she was panting and blinked as if in shock as she began to get her bearings back.
“Buckle up,” I gruffly said. “I need to get you home.” I straightened in my seat, surprised at what just went down. I’d have a lot to unpack later, but for now I needed to get us off the side of the road. And her out of my truck.
“I have to ask you something first.” She put her hand on my arm, and I paused from pulling back onto the road. “The fight tonight made me realize the lengths you’ll go to protect those you care about.” I knew exactly what was coming. Because I knew her. I really did. I didn’t need to hide behind my Navy training anymore to explain why I knew her so well.
I tensed as I waited for her question.
“You need the money for Anthony, don’t you? He’s the one you’re trying to protect. I don’t know why it took me until now to realize that.”
I nodded hesitantly. The events of the night were setting in like a choke hold around my neck. I didn’t look at her when I gritted out, “Like I said earlier . . . my life is complicated.”
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
