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Fuck this.
She’ll keep arguing until she’s screaming out my name at this rate.
Making quick work of my jeans, I shove them down far enough to free my dick. Notching it at her pussy, I move my free hand to her throat and hold her in place.
“Shane, you can’t burn—”
I thrust inside her, and the argument stops, her legs already quivering as I pull out to the tip and push inside her again.
He body was meant for mine, her muscles gripping hold until I’m slowing myself down to keep from coming.
There are two things I can tell you as we steam up the windows of the car:
Number one: The shocks in the Bel Air are fucking phenomenal. She still rocks with every thrust, but nothing too worrisome.
And two…
I was wrong when I said driving Beauty at full speed was better than sex.
But then, I’d never experienced the freedom that comes with having sex with a woman I love.
Brinley
Here we are again.
Almost back to the beginning, to the night I met a gorgeous man, dressed in a manner that only served to hide what was buried inside.
Only tonight, I can appreciate the view.
And for once, I actually match my surroundings.
Ames squeezes my harm with hers, excitement an electric line to her voice as she whispers in my ear.
“Oh, another snooty party. What do you think will happen this time? Think they’ll just start fucking in one open place or another? Like a crazy, big money orgy?”
Laughing to remember what occurred the first time she crashed the engagement party with me, I glance at her then back to the men and women who stroll around the charity event, their expressions not as surprised or dismissive to see Ames and me walking among them.
“Behave, Ames. We’re only here to witness the show. And until that happens, you need to make a point to blend.”
Although she’s wearing a gorgeous, black, sleeveless full-length gown, the blue hair she has pulled up into a jeweled chignon still gives away the fact that she doesn’t quite belong here.
We’d arrived at the function with the boys, three limousines driving in a row when we pulled up to the red carpet.
One after the other, the Inferno and their dates emerged from those cars and confidently walked up to the entry doors, knowing full well their names would be listed as guests.
Thanks to Taylor on that one. Otherwise, we’d miss the group’s handiwork.
I’m not sure of the entire in and outs of what they have planned. Shane’s given me bits and pieces, but then he explained that this is Tanner’s game. Everyone knows only their part until they witness those parts put together.
Thankfully, Shane’s part was small, giving him plenty of time to enjoy working in the auto shop while also following me around like a damn security guard.
He burned my car.
Yep. Just like he promised he would.
Simply doused it with gas in an empty dirt field and laughed to watch the flames lick the sky.
I’m not mad about it, though. The Bel Air he gave me in return has been fun to drive. Almost like stepping back in time every chance I get to climb behind the steering wheel.
