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Chapter 17
Harlow
“It does too count,” Wade growls against my neck as we’re standing in the back of the living room watching Janie opening wedding gifts.
His arms are snug around my waist, holding me so my back is tight to his front.
“I was under duress.”
The light scrape of his stubble tickles my neck, making me wonder what it’s done to my skin in other places. My legs press together and I have to bite my lip from how sensitive I am.
How much I want him again.
All of him.
Wade stills behind me, his breath coming in a warm rush. I can feel the smile on his lips. “Time to go, Good Girl.”
Silently, I nod.
This is madness.
Wade edges past me and cuts over to where his mom is standing. A few quick words, then he’s tugging me outside, and we’re running for the truck. He throws the door open and before I can blink, he’s got me by the waist, lifting me into the passenger seat.
Laughing, I push at my dress to keep it from riding up. But Wade has other ideas.
He bites his bottom lip and pulls it through the sexy clasp of his teeth. “One look.”
“Not on your life!”
Only he’s nodding, that gleam in his eyes as naughty as I’ve ever seen. “They’re alloohing andahhing over Janie’s new Instant Pot, but even if they checked outside, all they’ll see is the open door and my back. Come on. One peek.”
My eyes flare wide and, laughing, I check over his shoulder to the house filled with family and friends. “Absolutely not.”
His hands creep higher and beneath the dome light, I can see the hint of his tongue against the spot he just bit.
He is so… crazy… hot. My legs widen.
Satisfaction lights his eyes as his thumbs skate over the still bare, sensitive skin of my sex.
Someone wouldn’t give me my panties back after the boathouse.
“One more taste, Harlow.” He leans in, urging my knees apart with those big hands to make room for his even bigger body. “I’mstarving.”
I’m shaking my head the entire time, and I’m pretty sure somewhere deep inside there’s a part of me that really wants him to stop. But she’s not the one breathless and leaning back over the center console, sliding one knee fractionally higher. She’s not the one watching as he pushes my dress aside so I’m open and exposed to him again. So that we can both see when he drags his thumb through my slickness in one stroke… and then, eyes blazing, brings it to his mouth.
“Wade,” I manage on a broken breath.
“Yeah, Good Girl?”
“What do we have on the calendar for tomorrow?”
His brow arches, the corner of his mouth kicking up with it. “Errand in the city, but pretty easy day.”
“Good.” Hooking my fingers in his jeans pocket, I tug him closer. “Because you’re not getting any sleep tonight. Now get in the truck.”
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Wade
