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“She’s got me.”
Both of us whip around at the cold steel of Petrol’s voice cutting through the room. He stalks inside and his eyes are intent on where Zero’s hands are. “What the fuck are you doing here with Addie?”
He grunts and lets me go. “Not a damn thing, asshole. Just trying to clean up your damn mess.”
He glares right back at Petrol. The two of them look like two junkyard dogs circling each other, snarling and snapping.
“Hey!” I step between the two of them, putting my hands on Petrol’s hard chest, feeling it rise and fall underneath my fingertips. “I don’t know what the hell is going on here but stop it!”
“Was he making a pass at you?” Petrol’s hard green gaze like sea-washed glass stays focused like a laser on Zero.
“No! Why would you think that? We were just talking.” I shrug and Zero just smiles an evil smile that gives me a quick shiver of unease. He looks like he’s just begging for trouble. And Petrol has a look on his face that says he’d like to take care of his problems for him. Permanently.
“Get on out of here, Zero! And I better not catch you up here anymore unless I’m up here, fucker.”
I gasp and glare at Petrol as Zero grins and charges out of the room. “I don’t know what your problem is but you need to apologize to him,” I say as Zero scrambles out of the room.
Petrol keeps his cold gaze locked on Zero until he’s out the door. Then he turns to the window, keeping his eyes on anything but me. “I don’t give a fuck. It’s my place. He asked for it.”
“What are you…two?”
At that, he grins and his green eyes meet mine, sparkling with laughter. “I don’t think so.” I can feel his hard length stirring against my hip and he presses forward, pushing it even further into me until my head is whirling, the hunger and want for him washing over me like flames barreling over a forest, consuming everything in its wake.
Especially me.
“Don’t start something you can’t finish,” I whisper, fighting the fierce desire curling in my belly, the curiosity and need for him overwhelming my common sense.
There’s too much going on in my life. I don’t have time for a relationship or whatever this is.
All of those very intelligent thoughts trickle into my mind but then they all shoot out the window when he growls, “fuck it!”, and slams his lips down on mine, his tongue pushing into my mouth and tangling with mine, writhing and twining with my tongue until I wrap myself around him like an anaconda, desperate for his touch.
CHAPTER8
Petrol
She tastes like sweet, spicy cherry candy and I’m absolutely addicted to it. I’m never going to get enough of it.
She whimpers and moans and I should stop. I know I should. But like its got a mind of its own, my hand snakes around and wraps in her golden curls, turning her head until I’ve got her just where I want her. Her leg comes up and wraps around my hips like I’m a tree and she’s dry-humping me.
“Fuck, baby girl. You taste like sweet candy. I wonder what that pretty pussy tastes like.”
She whines and her hands drift up and down my chest until her fingers reach my belt and drift lower. Her hand wraps around the bulge in my work pants and she squeezes me tight, making me hiss out a tortured breath. “Damn, that feels so good.”
I pick her up and her legs wrap around me. She’s so tiny that her legs barely reach all the way around me, but I slip my hands under her plush ass, kneading the rounded globes like a kitten works its bed.
Her eyes open, slow and slumberous. Like banked fire, darkened to sapphire blue. “Petrol?” Her voice is so soft and sweet. Like a whisper on the wind.
“Yeah, baby girl.”
“I need you. You make me feel so good. I’ve never felt like this before.”
I stop and my eyes sharpen. “What does that mean, sweetheart?” My heart pounds. I know what I want it to mean. I want it to mean no other fucker has touched the soft pussy that’s currently rubbing up against the bulge in my pants. That when I claim her, I’ll claim her fully as mine. I’ll make her sing like an angel when I drive inside of her and fit that little pussy to my dick. Only mine. No other man will ever touch her, taste her, feel her soft curves under his hands like I will.
No man will ever breathe her in and feel her essence on his tongue. Just me.
“Tell me that no man has ever licked this pussy, tasted your sweet honey and driven his dick in what’s mine,” I snarl, one hand touching where her body is rubbing against mine.
“This is mine, baby girl. Only mine. Always mine. You’re never getting away from me. I don’t fucking deserve you but I’m gonna fuck you so hard that you’ll never leave me. Never be able to move.”
