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“They often say people are snakes,” Dita pondered when she silenced the radio, and it swiftly took me by surprise. “I wonder why.”

“Because they are,” I casually said while I waited for her to put her seatbelt on. She didn’t. Instead, she turned sideways to face me.

“They aren’t,” Dita countered, tracing circles on the center control with her pointer finger. “People are far worse. I feel bad for these cuties to be compared to humans.”

Her fondness for the species made me smile. “I agree.”

“Oh, Ares Volt does? Are we friends now?” she teased.

If she hadn’t been this beautiful soul, the molten look I gave her would’ve been forced. But nothing about this was.

I noticed the way her eyes dipped down to my mouth and how it made her smile falter. The tingle in my pants once more present when she licked her lips.

Impossible. Between the sheets, she could impossibly be a prude.

“We’ll never be just friends, D.” Her gaze flickered back up, clashing with my lustful gaze. It was the first time I didn’t use a nickname to disparage her.

I placed my hand on top of hers and brought them to my crotch, lacing my fingers with hers and pinching my hard-on with both of our hands. “Friendships aren’t meant to burn like this. And right now, I’m burning up pretty fast, baby.”

For a second, I thought she’d crawl up on her knees and smack her mouth on mine. And oh shit, did I want that. But with the backbone this toughened-up girl had, she had a different idea, one I appreciated equally as much.

She rolled her eyes and without gaining much space between us, pushed herself off me. “You’re so full of shit, baby.”

Even belittling, my dick stirred.

I should’ve known then and there that she held all the power.

Gods, damn me to hell! Since when did I dream of a girl with a cute oink and pink cheeks?

My plan—thatfuckingplan—was failing miserably. She’d destroyed every unwritten word of my pledge to “fuck her up” into “fuck her upside down and backwards”. I wanted her in my bed so badly, it literally hurt.

The tires of my RS Sportback ate gravel. Something had to soothe me. The thing was built for speed. I didn’t want to admit it, but it was the best birthday gift in the history of my existence; an engine that roared. The purr eased some of the tension in my loins. The smoothness of the wheels rolling over the road gave me a sense of control.

I swear it was better than the falsified euphoria of all the drugs Cary had inhaled, snorted and injected.

Dita, though—she couldn’t leave me alone. “Thank you for today.”

I rolled my eyes and clicked my tongue, swapping my good mood for agitation. I was hot, hungry for her pussy and not getting any. And I’d tried having Kelsey over. She did great things to silence my forbidden cravings.

Insert sarcasm.

“And we’re back to that,” she mused.

“Back to what?”

She let her head fall back, tiredly staring out the window. “Your daddy issues. You’ve been pouting since you started the car.”

“Pouting? I’m not pouting,” I sputtered.

She pushed her lower lip out. I’d snatch it with my teeth if I wasn’t driving. “What does this look like?”

“Like Peppa lost her candy cone.”

“What?” She scrunched her nose.

“Nothing,” I muttered.

Asshole Ares was back. Just let him be.

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