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“Sorry.”Hepulls me close by my hips. “Comehome with me soIcan kiss you everywhere else, then.”

“AndZak?”

“Botanica.He’llbe gone all night.”

Ichew on my bottom lip, debating, as his hands roam.Hisbreath hitches as he pauses on my breasts and massages.Mynipples harden, begging to be licked and pulled.

Whenhe squeezes hard, pinching them,Igasp as my pussy throbs.

“Comehome with me,” he murmurs in my ear.

Turningin his arms, my mouth crashes against his and fingers curl in his thick hair, driving my hips forward.

Hegrunts in surprise, stumbling backward until regaining his footing and pushing me against his truck.Hispelvis moves against mine as the kiss deepens, desperation fanning the flames.

Icould lose myself in the taste of him.

Guessinghe lost himself, too, from the long groan that magnetizes my pussy to him.

Iwiden my stance to allow his thigh between mine, dry-humping him like a high schooler.Myentire body flushes with heat.

“Fuck, it’s hot,”Adriancomplains as he palms my breasts.

Imoan softly. “Takesome clothes off.”

“Ican’t.”

“Please,Dree,”Ibeg as my hand slips under his shirt and over the compacted planes of abdomen.

Hestares at me with a roaring smolder. “OnceIstart fucking you,I’mnot gonna stop.”

Thrillcourses through me, circulating from my pounding heart to my pulsing core.Ilick my lips. “Thentake me home, babe.”

Chapter12

“Gasoline Kiss”

–My Ticket Home

Mymouth locksontoAdrian’sneck, hand on his junk asIlean over the center console in his truck.Thegrowing stiffness strains his shorts harder with each stroke of my hand, every squeeze making him moan softly.

Myteeth graze his earlobe.Hewatches the road with half-closed, glazed-over eyes asIkiss down his jawline.Thesaltiness of his neck coats my lips untilIlick it away, and my tongue slips to trace the sinews alongside his neck.

Acuspid sinks into his bottom lip, and he sighs impatiently. “Younormally this horny after a pregnancy announcement?”

“Ha,Iwouldn’t know.”Hethrobs in my hand. “Wehaven’t had a baby in our group sinceDrea.”

“It’shard to beat la princesita.”

Afterone last kiss when he pulls up to his place,Iask, “Doyou ever think about starting a family of your own?”

Hethrows the truck into park before killing the engine.Along pause occupies the space between us before he murmurs, “Haven’tthought about it since you started datingZak.”

Searchinghis eyes in the fading daylight,Iask, “Howwould that work with y’all?Thehouse,Imean.”

“Idunno.Alwaysthought we’d stay in the house together.”

“SoifZakandIwere still together andImoved in, you’d live with us?”