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“Great race, Hendrix!” one of them slurs, patting him on the shoulder. The closer I get, the more I see how drunk the people next to Hendrix are.
“Hey, where’s that chick that’s always hanging on you after the races?” another guy says, his voice a little too loud.
“Oh yeah, she’s got a nice set of tits,” the first guy nearly shouts, pantomiming squeezing breasts.
“The fuck did you say?” Hendrix growls, shoving one of the guys away. He stumbles back into his friend, who barely manages to catch him.
“Whoa, hey man, I was just saying you got a nice little piece of ass after each race. Must be nice.”
“Yeah, does she have a sister?”
I’m almost to them when Hendrix clenches his fists at his side. Every muscle is tense, and I somehow know he’s about to attack these two stupid, drunk assholes. I can’t have my man going to jail for assault his senior year of college, especially over these idiots.
“Hendrix,” I call out two seconds before launching myself into his arms.
He looks shocked to see me, and maybe a little apprehensive, like he thought I’d be mad. I get it, considering the last time something like this happened. The difference is, I know Hendrix is a good man. I know he loves me. I love him, too, and it’s about time I told him.
I don’t let him say anything before kissing the breath from his lungs. I curl my arms around his neck, and Hendrix lifts me up, encouraging me to wrap my legs around him too. I do, loving the way our bodies fit together.
When we break apart for air, I look at the two drunks over my shoulder, glaring at them. “Fuck off,” I spit out before turning back to Hendrix.
He grins, then dives back in, kissing me with more intensity this time as he presses my back against the side of his car.
“God, I love you, Locklyn,” he rasps into the shell of my ear.
“Hey,” I pant. “I was going to tell you that first.”
Hendrix freezes, then leans back just enough so we’re eye to eye. “Say it,” he commands.
“I love you, Hendrix.”
He closes his eyes and breathes in deeply before focusing his attention on me. “Again.”
“I love you, I love you, I love you,” I say over and over, pressing kisses all over his face.
Before I know what’s happening, Hendrix is buckling me into the passenger seat of his car. He hops in the driver’s seat and takes off, speeding toward his apartment.
“Need you,” he grunts, spreading his hand out over my thigh. I nod, leaning into his touch.
I have no idea how many laws Hendrix broke to get us back to his place in under five minutes, but I’m not complaining. We can’t keep our hands off each other as we shuffle out of the car and up the stairs, pausing every few seconds to kiss and touch and feel each other. It’s obscene, but also incredibly hot.
By the time we get inside, we’re both buzzing with lust and an insatiable thirst.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispers, tucking some hair behind my ear. “I need you, baby girl.”
I nod, needing him too. I always need him. He kisses down my neck, knowing just where I’m weakest for him. I feel his hands roam down my body, resting on my ass and pulling me into his body.
I slide my hands under his t-shirt, running my fingers over the hard, defined muscles there. My fingers roam over his torso, his ribs, his back, and then they slip underneath the waistband of his jeans.
“Locklyn… Fuck, I can’t wait,” he groans into my neck.
I'm not sure what he means, but then he picks me up, wrapping my legs around his hips while he walks us backward five steps, setting me down on the kitchen counter.
“You roommates,” I gasp out.
“They won’t be home for hours. I’ll clean up before they’re home,” he says and that’s good enough for me.
Hendrix licks and nips his way down my neck, in between my breasts, covered by the dress I'm wearing. He drags his lips over my stomach, and then kneels in front of me, flipping the skirt of my dress up.
