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My lips part but no words escape. I’m not entirely sure what’s wrong with me, but I think I’m—hopefully—temporarily brain-dead.

So, instead of making him wait, I cup my palm around the back of his neck and slowly pull him closer.

I can smell the Jack Daniels off his breath and the scent of me. My whole body shutters at the thought of what he just did, and I’m high off him.

I want all of him and what he has to offer.

“I want you—” Reid’s lips slam into mine with a ferocity that almost sucks the soul right from my chest. His tongue demands entry that I immediately give him, and it was just how I thought it was going to be.

Intense.

Consuming.

Intoxicating.

Three things that make me burn alive with pleasure as this man kisses me like his life depends on it. I can barely take a gulp of oxygen with how Reid is attacking my lips. Everything about him blocks basic functions because this is extraordinary in all its forms.

I may have crushed on Weston. But I’m fully obsessed with Reid and what he’s doing to me right now.

So much so that I boldly conjure up the action of reaching for his hard cock in his wet jeans, earning me a hiss of pleasure that’s only meant for me.

Stroking him, Reid’s breathing quickens, urging me on as I begin to unbutton his jeans with my free hand. I want to drive him as insane as he made me feel. I want to watch his eyes roll back and see what he likes.

When I finally free him, Reid grips the base of his cock and positions himself closer to me, forcing the kiss to break.

“Not yet,” he emits gruffly. “I need to feel you, Shorty.”

He picks me up and brings me over to the steps. Then he’s thrusting inside me in the next second, causing a sharp gasp to fill the space between us.

Gripping his biceps, my naked ass scrapes against the unforgiving concrete but I refuse to stop him. His cock mixed with the gravel digging into my butt makes this so Reid that I’d be a moron to stop him.

Rough.

Raw.

And absolutely carnal.

After all, he’s known on the ice as The Reaper, and I wouldn’t expect anything else from him.

“I’m sorry, baby,” he grinds out, pounding into me harder. “I should’ve taken you to my bed.”

I shake my head. “No, I want it…right here.”

The growl that leaves his throat only makes my pussy clench, and Reid snaps his eyes closed. “Fuck, Hollyn. You do that again, and this is going to end a lot sooner than I wanted.”

“There’s always round three.”

“Oh, there’s going to be a round three,” he confirms, cupping the side of my face. “You’re gonna ride my dick like you own it, Shorty.”

A wave of desire crashes through me again, and visuals of him underneath me take over. Having him at my disposal and driving him wild is what I want to do right now, and we’re not even done here yet.

“You’re thinking about it, aren’t you?” he asks, still pumping viciously into me. “Are you gonna try and make me beg, too?”

“No,” I immediately say. “You’re gonna be at a loss for words.”

He smiles at me. “Yeah? I’d love to see that.”

Me too.

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