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She leans down as if she’ll actually lick my hand, but I quickly lift it out of her grasp. Turning her away from me, my eyes land on Reanna at the entrance. She’s wearing a short dress with a cropped cardigan on top, and her long hair lifts in the breeze.
Crossing the space quickly, she stops right in front of me smiling. “You’re here.”
I’m not smiling. “Get in the Jeep. I’m taking you home.”
“To your home?”
“No. You’re drunk.” I catch her arm, leading her to my vehicle, where I help her into the seat and strap the belt over her shoulder and lap.
She puts her hands on my shoulders as I make sure she’s secure in the seat. “You do care.”
“I never said I didn’t care. I said we can’t be together.”
The happiness in her eyes vanishes, and my stomach cramps. I climb in on my side, pressing the ignition button and doing my best to focus on the road. For several moments, the only sound is tires on pavement. I flick on some music, and she rouses at the sound of an old Hole song, hitting the button to lower her window.
She unfastens her seatbelt and climbs onto her knees, yelling, “You really made it!”
I glance at her bare legs, the hem of her skirt swirling in the wind, rising dangerously high on her thighs. “Sit down, Reanna.”
“This night is perfect!”
Checking my mirrors, I pull the Jeep to the side of the road and put it in park. “You’re freezing.”
“I was born in the cold.” She tries to push my hand away, but I evade her grasp, pulling the belt over her shoulder and fastening her in the seat again.
Sitting back, I study her face. Her cheeks are pink, and she’s breathing fast. “Sharon told me Evan’s no good. He’ll hurt you.”
“You’re worried about me?” She takes my hand, threading our fingers and dropping her head against the headrest and smiling. “No one ever worries about me.”
My stomach tightens, and I take my hand away, fastening my seatbelt and pulling on the road. “I want you to be safe.”
“That’s not all you want,” she laughs lightly. “Remember?”
As if I could forget how fucking hot it was to have her at last, what a fucking relief to sink my dick violently and repeatedly into her hot little body. A grin fights with my lips, and she arches an eyebrow nodding like she won some kind of truth prize.
She’s playful and beautiful, and I want to kiss her. I want to pull her into my arms and tell her this nightisperfect. I want to tell her I think she’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, and she fucking blows my mind, and if everything were different…
Reaching across, she takes my hand again, and the music changes to some old U2 song about wild horses and being dangerous.
The skin on the back of my neck tingles when she places my palm on the inside of her bare thigh. Her skin is so soft, and I don’t remove my hand. I can’t remove it. I can barely breathe.
Clearing my throat, I try to ignore her fingertips tracing mine. “You have to be more careful with men.”
“Not with you.” Her voice turns sultry, and my dick hardens immediately.
My fingers tighten on her thigh, and all of it is back, all the heat and desire I’ve struggled to lock down. She’s here, the object of my lust, the woman who awakens my senses. Her fingers curl over mine, and she slides my hand higher.
“Reanna…” The warning is lost in the wind swirling around us from her cracked window.
I’m no longer cool. Heat burns in my belly and need seizes my cock. Her fingers leave mine, but I don’t remove my hand from her leg. On my own, I slide it higher, until I reach the place I crave, tracing my fingers along the thin scrap of silk covering her cunt.
“Do you feel how wet I am?” She places her fingers behind my neck, sliding closer to me.
She’s dripping, and my hand knows what to do. I’m inside her thong, cupping her. My two middle fingers dip into her core, and my thumb circles, pressing and massaging her clit faster.
“Yes…” she moans in my ear, her body moving like waves on the ocean as she rides my hand. “Right there…”
She gasps, and my dick is so hard it aches. Her nipples are sharp points in her thin dress, and I almost swerve in my lane.
