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He swears again and drags his lips across my cheek to my ear. “Let me see them.”
The command is a guttural plea. Hardly able to believe what I’m doing, I unfasten the row of buttons down the front of my shirt. My hands shake.
I’m not wearing a bra, and the second my breasts are exposed, I shudder with both longing and uncertainty. Aside from the fact that no man has ever seen me naked before, I’m acutely conscious of the weight of my breasts and the swell of my belly.
Dane lifts his head. Twin flames light his eyes as he rakes his gaze over my bare breasts. A deep groan rumbles through his chest.
“Just like I imagined,” he mutters, bringing both hands up to palm my breasts. “Big and full, made for my hands…fucking perfection.”
I stare in aroused fascination as he fondles my breasts, squeezing and massaging. My breasts are large enough to overflow his hands, but his touch is so assured, so possessive, that it’s as if he wants to leave his mark on me.
He pinches my nipples, hefts the weight of my breasts in his palms, and runs his fingers underneath them. His heavy and fast breath is hot against my chest.
Trembles rock through me. I’m so wet my panties must be drenched. His leg is still between mine, and I part my thighs wider in invitation.
With a low curse, he slides his palm over my belly and down into my pants and underwear. The leather band on his wrist slides deliciously against me, and my pulse goes into overdrive when he eases his fingers into my pussy. He groans, flicking his thumb over my clit.
“Ride my hand,” he hisses, urging me back harder against the wall. “Rub that hot little cunt on my fingers so hard the earth moves underneath us.”
Shock and lust bolt through me with dizzying force. I can’t even believe I’m half naked in an alley behind a diner, letting a bounty hunter feel me up while I wiggle against his fingers—but here I am, and God help me, I don’t want to be anywhere else right this second.
His touch is exquisitely blunt, the calluses on his fingers sensitizing my nerves. I writhe my hips, pressing down at the same time, and the combination of his touch and the pressure on my clit sends my need into the stratosphere. I squeeze my eyes shut because the heat burns from him like a forest fire.
“That’s right, baby,” he mutters, lowering his head to bite my earlobe. “You’re a hungry little thing, aren’t you? But no one’s given you what you need yet. Not until now. You didn’t know it, but you’ve been waiting for me. Ah, fuck, tighten your pussy…you feel like goddamned heaven. Faster, honey. Make your tits jiggle for me.”
His dirty words fire through my veins and pulse in my blood. With a gasp, I obey his orders and grind against his fingers as he rubs all my secret crevices like he’s done it a thousand times before. All self-consciousness disappears in the face of the drive toward release. Gripping his arms, I squirm and writhe until the pressure mounts.
“Dane,” I gasp, my whole body straining. “I’m going to…”
“I know you are.” He licks my neck and bites down on my collarbone, circling his thumb around my clit. “Good and hard. Christ, you’re a firecracker. When was the last time you came?”
“I can’t remember.” If I’ve engaged in masturbation, those times have been few, far between, and not exactly satisfying. Certainly nothing likethis. I buck against his hand, my breath sawing in and out of my lungs. “That feels so good…your hands on me…I’m so close…oh!”
The second I start to come, he slants his mouth over mine again, drinking my cry and steadying me with the sheer force of his body. Sensations rocket through me, so fast and hard that my vision dims and my knees buckle. I whimper, struggling to stay upright.
“I’ve got you,” he murmurs against my mouth, easing his touch to a slow massage. “Ride it out. That’s it. Christ, you came all the way through your pants. You are so mind-blowingly beautiful, and you smell like a thousand amazing things all wrapped into one. Flowers, fruit, spices. I want to eat you, drink you,inhaleyou.”
His voice is like a deep, warm river. Slowly, he eases his hand away from me. As the vibrations lessen, I drag my eyes open to find him watching me with hot, approving intensity.
“You’re like a dream,” he murmurs, pressing his lips to my forehead. “How the hell did you drop right in my life?” He shakes his head with a low chuckle. “Don’t answer that. I don’t want to know anything abouthow.”
Neither do I—which is good because I could live forever and not have any answers.
As I regain my balance, Dane buttons up my shirt and zips my hoodie, pulling my hair out from underneath the fabric. His face is flushed, his eyes still heavy-lidded and hot.
I’d been so caught up in my own need that I neglected his. The idea of touching him intimately makes my heart race with both excitement and anxiety. I brush my trembling fingers against his groin.
“Do you want me to do something for you?” Fresh arousal spikes in my blood at the very thought.
He gives a half laugh, half groan and strokes my cheek. “Baby, eternity isn’t long enough for all the things I want you to do for me. But a lot has happened in the past couple of hours, and me groping you like an animal is more than enough right now.”
I swallow my disappointment, telling myself he’s right. I need to get a handle on this whole situation, if that’s possible. My sudden intense feelings for him aren’t normal—but I refuse to believe they’rewrong.
Dane turns to pick up my backpack from the ground. We go back into the diner, where he pays the bill at the counter.
“Here you go.” The waitress gives him a small white box and smiles at us. “Come back again soon.”
As we return to the SUV, Dane pulls open the passenger side door and ushers me inside. He hands me the box and gets into the driver’s seat.
