Page 112 of Healing Conviction

Drake’s normally tan skin blanched in horror. “I wouldneverlet that happen.”

She raised her brow. “You sure about that?” When he nodded, she released her cheeky grin. “But what if Ibeg?”

Confusion wrinkled his forehead before she watched the gears working in his brain flip the switch on his face. His eyes darted to her lips before he cursed and whipped his head back to the road.

“Don’t fucking try me, Pix. You’ve been through a lot. I don’t have it in me to be gentle right now, and we’re miles from home.”

“Who said I want gentle?” She stroked her hand down his arm, not at all missing the bulge growing in his jeans. “And you driving hasn’t stopped us before.”

He growled at her touch. “I mean it, Pix. Feed yourself and leave me alone.”

She gave a dramatic sigh before falling back into her seat. “Fine, have ityourway, then.”

Without any intention of letting his way happen, she took another big bite and made an utterly scandalous groan, loving the way he vibrated with sexual tension beside her. On her last bite, she let syrup drip down her fingers as she closed up the container and reached for the trash bag behind her to deposit her empty box. She took her time, wiggling her butt before she got a reaction.

“Goddamnit, Nora, just throw it back there. Quit being a brat and sit your little pixie ass down.”

She collapsed back into her seat before sighing in a heavy—and what she hoped was sexy—whimper before pretending to examine her hand.

“Oops. I’msosticky.”

Admittedly, not my best work, but he looks about to crack any minute.Keeping him in her periphery, she moaned again as she methodically licked up and down every digit.

His knuckles on the steering wheel rolled and whitened as they gripped tighter.

Goddesses above, I love his hands. Who needs butterflies when your pussy can flutter instead?

Her core clenched as her imagination went wild, and this time her moaned lick was purely sexual and wholly involuntary.

“That’s it.”

The truck swerved to the side on the empty road, and she yelped and hung on to the oh-shit handle, until he parked the truck in between two large trees. He didn’t even bother turning it off before pressing the button to lower the middle console. As he reached for her legs, he shifted with one knee on the floorboard, and the other on the cushion of the driver’s seat. In one swift motion, he’d pulled her sideways, wrapping her legs around him. He kneeled over her while his hungry eyes grabbed hers. Anticipation vibrated through her body and she imagined looking into those stormy ocean blues while she finally gave him everything.

“You asked for this, Pix. I hope you’re sure.”

“Oh, handsome.” She smiled and reached up to tug his shirt collar. “I’ve never been more sure in my life.”

CHAPTERFORTY-FOUR

Her eyes glinted with something that made Draco’s heart ache.

Calm down. It’s just sex for her. I’m only a fling.

His cock didn’t give a fuck, but his mind knew that his heart was about to hurt. Every time he forced her to even look in his eyes, it broke him a little more.Thistime, he was vowing not to let it bother him.

Give her what we both need right now and keep waiting. Prove that I’ll stay… until I just can’t fucking take it anymore. Hopefully it won’t come to that.

He closed his eyes and before she could unzip his pants, he’d successfully set aside his hopes. Opening them again, he immediately unbuttoned her jeans while she tugged her shirt and bra off, revealing those sexy nipple piercings.

“Fuck, I wish I could take my time,” he murmured before tweaking her nipple, pulling a whimper from her.

Gail had told them that no one was going to come after them anytime soon. That, plus the fact they’d been the only car driving in the middle of nowhere for hours, gave Draco the reassurance that the two trees he’d parked between provided enough cover. But he didn’t want to risk it any more than he already was, and he couldn’t wait to get to BlackStone to fuck her, so he had to make it quick.

Even though the cabin of his truck was roomy, he was big, and eating her out like this wasn’t going to be comfortable for either of them.

She should’ve thought about that before licking goddamn syrup off her fingers like it was his cock.

Still, she was injured…