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“No,” I spit back at him.
He straightens, startling me, and I fight the urge to step back when he closes the space between us. I can feel his body heat pulling at me, my teeth threatening to chatter, but I refuse to back down.
“What do you want, Charlie? You want me to say I meant every fucking word that night? That I meant them all tonight? That you’re all I can think about—I breathe for you? You want me to say you’re all I’ve ever wanted?”
Tears stream out of my eyes, and I swipe at them, trying to blink the rest of the burning away. He’s saying all the right things, but they have a painful edge. An edge he wants to cut me with.
“What happens then, huh?” he asks, shaking his head as he turns away from me and walks back toward the car. “You’re with Archer, in case you’ve forgotten.”
“I’m not,” I tell him.
When Benji faces me again, he has his brow lowered in confusion. “You’re not what?” he asks, his question pointed.
I look to the ground, shuffle my feet. “Archer and I decided last night we needed some time apart. To decide what we really want.”
“You never know what you want,” he fires back at me. “Never knew what you wanted. And fuck me if I’m going to hang around again waiting. Hoping.”
“I know what I want,” I tell him. “I’ve always known. And it’s always been you.”
The muscles work under the skin of Benji’s jaw. Then he’s moving toward me. He slides his hands into my hair, and his mouth crushes against mine. I let out a desperate sound and throw my arms around his neck. He flips me around and walks me backward until my back hits the car.
“Say it again,” he all but growls, biting my bottom lip.
I run my nails up into his hair. “I want you.”
“Fuck.” He kisses me again, his tongue dipping into my mouth.
I feel one of his hands leave me, and then he’s dragging me away from the car. He opens the back door and nods. This time, I scramble in and turn around, but instead of following me in, he’s hustling to the driver’s door. He ducks in long enough to turn on the car, then he’s getting in the back with me as he loosens the dark maroon tie around his neck.
“Come here.” He pulls me onto his lap, my legs straddling his, and he rips off my coat. I run my hands up the front of his dress shirt and frantically tug at buttons. I only get halfway before he shoves my hands away and drags his shirt over his head. Followed by my sweater.
He sits back then, running a finger down the strap of my bra and tracing his way in until his thumb latches onto my nipple through the lace. His lips follow, then his tongue. I moan, and bury my fingers into his hair. My hips grind against the growing bulge beneath me, my body frantic for the friction.
“That’s it, baby,” he says, kissing his way up my neck. And his lips are on mine again, teasing me while he touches me, and he groans while sucking on my tongue. “This mouth is fucking heaven. There’s only one taste I want more on my tongue.”
I can barely object to the warmth of his mouth leaving me before he shifts us over to the middle of the backseat. He nips at my nipple, and then his palm wraps around the front of my neck, easing me down until my back hits the center console between the front seats.
A low rumble leaves Benji’s throat as he runs his palm up my inner thigh and then presses it over my core. My hips lift involuntarily, and he quickly takes care of the button and zipper of my jeans before stripping them down my legs. He leaves my panties on, his steel eyes dark when he looks up at me and presses my thighs apart. Our eyes stay locked, my breathing erratic as he leans down and runs his tongue up my center.
My head falls back on the console, the windshield fogged over with rivulets of rain running upside down. “Yes, Benji.”
“Again,” he growls. His fingers move my panties to the side, and I cry out at the feel of his tongue against my bare skin.
“Benji.” I reach up and grab his hair as his lips move against me. He worships me in a way I always imagined he would, taking his time with every single lick and suck. He groans when I start to grind against his mouth, and I feel his finger slip inside me. Then he adds two more, pumping them in a perfect rhythm to drive me crazy.
“So sexy how you’re riding my mouth, baby,” he says. “You gonna come for me, CJ? Let me feel this pussy come on my fingers and tongue?”
I cry out, feeling the pleasure vibrate through me, starting at every point of contact with him and striking out like lightning through the rest of my body. I come so hard I squeeze my thighs around his head, my eyes shut as I beg for mercy. But Benji just keeps licking and sucking, pumping harder and faster until I’m boneless.
My eyes are still shut when the heat of his mouth leaves me, his fingers dragging deliciously against me as he withdraws them, making me shudder. I gasp when he gathers me up, his hand at the back of my neck, and he drags me back into his lap.
“Mine.” He swipes the back of a hand over his mouth, wiping me off his lips before they slam into mine. “Finally.”
We both moan as our tongues collide, and my hands fly to the button on Benji’s slacks. He’s long and hard beneath the fabric, and I need him inside me.
Only as I’m flicking open the button, a buzzing comes from below me. Benji curses and gives me a look of apology as he drags his phone out of his pocket.
I see the name flashing on the screen, and Benji gazes up at me, his eyes falling closed as he says, “Brana.”
