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And I say to hell with all of it before I crush my lips to hers.

7

HELLIE

My heart gallops like a thoroughbred. I melt into him, our tongues twisting – hot, hungry, and intense. I settle against the hard contours of him, the heat of him. I might be dumb enough to fall for him, but I know it doesn’t go any farther than this…here…now.

It doesn’t matter.

I still want him. Need him.

He keeps kissing me, backing me up until I hit the wall. He kisses a burning trail down the side of my throat, sucking on my skin, making things flare into life inside.

I’m no virgin but I’m not overly experienced. It doesn’t matter, though. I want everything I can have, everything I can take.

His teeth nip me and I moan. His hands are everywhere, and he palms one of my breasts. My nipples bead hard, and I want…oh God, I want more.

Sliding my palms up under his T-shirt, I stroke over the smooth hard muscle. The heat of him makes me vibrate with need, turns me inside out until I’m quivering. It’s crazy since he’sonly kissed me and felt me up like we’re at our first school dance. We’re not talking dirty hot porn stuff.

Yet, I hope.

I rise on my toes and dig my fingers into his pecs. “I know we don’t know each other, but I feel like I know you and I know?—”

“Hellie. I feel it, too.” He slips the dress from my shoulders and unhooks my bra. My arms are pinned against him as his gaze scrapes over my nipples like he’s catching them between his teeth.

I lower my hands to the top of his jeans and unbutton them, taking deep breaths as heat pools between my thighs. My panties, already wet with desire, cling to me and he hasn’t touched me there. He captures my nipples with his teeth, one at a time. I reach out a tentative hand and cup his hard cock, making him hiss air.

He pulls my hands away only for a second to let my dress drop to the ground. Then he dives back on my breast with his mouth, taunting my nipple with his tongue and teeth as his other hand strokes my wet slit.

My pussy clenches. He slides a finger beneath the elastic of my panties and strokes my sensitive flesh, sending electric heat searing through me.

“I know you. The fear, the fire, the loneliness, the need for more. The girl who likes to make things entertaining to hide behind. The one with a wild need for freedom, the one who toes the line to find out who she really is.”

The rich timbre of his voice hums against my ear. One finger slides into my pussy, then two. He drives them deep, withdrawing them slowly so they graze my clit and drive me absolutely insane with yearning. I slip away, overcome by bliss, and consumed with ecstasy.

“And I know you,” I gasp. “There’s softness for me in your eyes, fire behind the ice, a man I could fall for.”

Maybe I already have.

“Hellie.”

I’m lost, my body and my world shattering as I come apart in his strong arms. In this moment, I know exactly who I really am and what I really need.

Him.

8

QUINN

Her cunt is the sweetest, hottest thing I’ve felt in my life.

If I was a good man, I’d kiss her into submission, take her to bed and just wait until she falls asleep. But I’m not, because I want it all. I want her mouth on my cock, I want to taste her cunt. I need to bury myself inside of her, too.

I pull my fingers from her and I kiss her again, harder, deeper, igniting the carnal edge into flames that rage through me. I lift her into my arms.

Hellie doesn’t need to be told what to do. She knows. Her legs wrap tight around my waist and she turns her face into my neck, kissing, licking, biting.

We fit like her body is made for me and I want to do all kinds of filthy, nasty things to her, but there isn’t time for anything but the truth.