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I move in and crush my mouth to hers. Her lips are soft and swollen, and so eager for me. They open for my tongue, and she pulls close to me. My cock throbs like hot steel against her soft skin. Reality feels like it’s blurring around us. And all I know is her lips on mine and her skin under my hands.
And then, reason hits me like a slap in the head. I pull back, and so does she, both of us panting and wide-eyed.
“Oh my God,” she whispers hoarsely. “Oh, fuck,” she pulls back and away from me. “Tanner, “I’m so fucking sorry—”
“No,” I growl tensely. My hand grabs her wrist. I don’t pull her into me, but I keep her from pulling further away.
“No, that wasn’t you. That was all me,” I whisper gently. “That was my fuck up.”
“I—I’m sorry,” she whispers, her eyes wide in the darkness. “That’s not why…”
“I know, Cora,” I growl.
“I should leave.”
She pulls away. Then she slips out of the bed and bolts. I stare in disbelief as she’s out the door and down the hall before I can even blink. But then I lunge after her. Like hell am I letting her just run off like that.
I run into the living area after her. I grab her and pull her back—not aggressively, but just to stop her from leaving. Because I don’t want this girl to ever leave a room I’m in. One damn kiss, and I never want her away from me.
“Who the hell are you?” I growl.
She looks away.
“Cora, I’ve made a point of not asking questions. But none of this shit is adding up. You’re a burglar who was only stealing a shower and use of a towel. The cartel was after you. And you’ve got video of the Chief of Police executing a guy and making a drug deal.”
My eyes burn into hers.
“How the hell did you end up in Loretta Kenner’s bathroom—”
“Because she’s my aunt,” she blurts out.
My eyes grow wide. My jaw clenches in disbelief. “What?”
Cora looks down. She swallows thickly. “She’s my great aunt. My name is Cora Kenner.”
Suddenly, she starts to cry. Without even blinking, I pull her close to me again. I growl, possessively and deeply. She looks up into my eyes, and one more time, there’s no stopping this.
Her hands are on my bare chest. Mine slide down to grip her hips and pull her against me. I’m still so fucking hard, and I can feel the heat pulsing under her skin. Our lips crush together, and I groan when she whimpers eagerly into my mouth.
I growl and hold her tight body against mine. I kiss her like her mouth was meant for mine to take. I’m lost in this girl—and I do mean honestly and truly lost. So much so, that I didn’t even hear my front door open.
“What the fuck!”
Cora gasps, and I whirl. There in the doorway, looking at me with a mix of “what the fuck” and like he wants to shoot me, is Bishop.
