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“I wasn’t asking for your permission.”
Who the hell is this man?
“She’ll have to sign, Rex.”
He’s gotta have a secret family or something.
I feel the scrape of calloused fingers touching my jaw, bringing my gaze away from the passing landscape I wasn’t watching anyways to the wild curls framing a handsomely bandaged face.
I scrutinize what I see—the crooked nose, the light freckles, the intrigue and touch of playfulness lighting up his eyes, hisgrin that ratches up the longer I stare—and the things that run through my mind just don’t seem right.
No way he’s in the mob—too pretty, too much attention to get away with shit.
Hitmen live in the dark, right? They don’t have homes nearby and they never stick to one place. Can’t be that.
Lawyers definitely don’t get chased in cars that end up rolling. Right?
How the fuck am I still alive?
Is it witness protection?
“Babe,” Those rough fingers caress my jawbone from one side to the other as I have a silent existential crisis. “Can I take you home?”
I stare longer, my palms giving away the anxiety eating away at me.
He asked for trust. Fuck me, this is stupid.
So fucking stupid.
Embrace the moment.Chip’s voice enters my mind with his infamous catchphrase that has me questioning my sanity.
Am I really about to do this?
But when I look into his blue eyes that have a hint of green in this light, I already know I’ve lost my damn mind and the only answer is the one that falls from my lips.
“Yes,” I whisper. Just as I did at the photo shoot, I pick up my big girl panties and do what my gut is screaming for me to do. “Yeah.”
His character breaks—the badass with hard glances who only gives smiles halfway at a time—breaks into an all-out, megawatt grin that softens his eyes and has my thong slicking. The kiss that comes next I wasn’t prepared for. It’s feverish, but sweet. Tender, yet demanding. He grips my jaw with both hands and slides his tongue along mine in a way that has my panties ready to make a run for it.
“Fuck,“ He pulls back with the curse and leans his forehead against mine, his breathing labored just like mine. “You’re … goddamn.” He flops back against the seat and groans, his eyes roll as he sucks in a breath, one hand still firmly planted in my hair.
“I’m what?” Call me a cat, go ahead. Like anyone else wouldn’t want to know what the hell he’s talking about right now.
The eyes that meet mine again are dangerous. Hungry. Darkened with desire and a primal need I’ve never witnessed. And I swear my thong just ran away on its own. It already knows it’s going to get torn to shreds the moment we’re alone.
Clearly, I’ve lost my fucking mind.
“You’re a babe, babe.” He leans in again as darkness blankets the car’s interior and nips at my earlobe. “You’re a fucking ten.” His hands are on me, trailing down my sides to grip the part of my ass the seat will allow him to reach, his mouth teasing the sensitive flesh on my neck with nips and licks. My skin breaking out in goosebumps, his touches pulling gasps from me.
“Rex,” I whisper, not wanting any of it to stop, but very aware that Ian is still in the SUV with us.
“Yeah, babe.” He groans against my neck and slides his hands between me and the leather to lift me up. He sits me firmly on his lap, knees on either side of his hips. I gasp when his very hard and very restricted erection lands against my wet core. The subtle movement of the car has me leaning further into him, gripping the back of the seat for dear life. “Say my name,” he demands, a hand snaking into the hair at the base of my neck and tugging.
“Rex,” I whisper moan, shifting my grip from the seat to his broad shoulders as his other hand finds its way to my hip and urges me to move against him. I grind down against him, hiscock rubbing me in all the right ways, and pull another groan from his lips that find mine again.
He devours me, his scent intoxicating, and has me throwing my head back in a full-on moan.
Why was I holding that back?
