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And you’re such a slut, the voice in h "Please Takingall this stuff You’re like the dictionary definition of chivalry"
"Don’t say that" So hollow in Hunter’s voice ot a twisted look entleman" he mutters darkly "Believe entleet you alone souy twenty bucks to stop e reached the top," he continues, with self-loathing expression, "And I sure as hell wouldn’t be hard right now, crazy anting you"
What?
I blink at hi as I try to process what he’s just said
He wantsmy ravenous desire It’s more than I can stand Before I stop to think, or even breathe, I reach across the booth and grab hi hiainst me, shocked, but it’s too late to take it back His lips taste of cotton candy; forbidden and achingly sweet I have to have it all I runinto the dark warue with roan, and then he’s yankingme with a fevered intensity that blots the world fro I’ve ever felt before My blood sings, pounding wildly in my ears as Hunter’satfresh waves of desire through me with every touch I clutch at hih I break away, kissing a trail down his jaw, licking daringly at the salty-sweat taste of his skin
"Goddahis lap The safety bar of the Ferris car digs intoAll I can feel is the sweet friction of Hunter, pressing hard betweenpath of his mouth as he kisses down my neck and licks across the sensitive hollow of my throat
I shudder in his ar his eyes toover h above the world, but if it wasn’t for the hard steel behindme close, I feel like I could take off and fly
I lowerin the depths of hi his palainst the swell of h me We’re out in the open, with people in the cars above and below us, but nobody can see his wicked touch, hidden by our bodies I bite down on his lip, daring Hunter pauses, then reaches forthis time across the sensitive skin at the neckline of asp for air
Hunter lets out a lol He pulls away fro path downthe curve ofmy hardest not to make a sound, but I can’t control the whimper of pleasure that slips from my lips
Hunter’s body clenches beneath ainst ainst hi onbeneath the fabric of ins to asp My eyes"Jesus, fuck!" He liftsme back down beside him as I scramble to pullwith thefro at round rises up toout of the cars in front
"You good?" Hunter asks, his voice thick and ragged
I nod, wordless
"OK," he says, still short of breath "OK"
Our car descends the final distance The operator lifts the safety bar with a grin "Enjoy the trip?" he asks, with a knowing look, as Hunter takes s are unsteady, and I stuainst hi about," he tells theme away
I’m still so dizzy from what just happened, I don’t even notice until we’re back in the parking lot beside Hunter’s truck It’s dark here, and there’s nobody around to see, just rows of e us fro up on ain
"Brit," Hunter breaks away Disappointh me "Not here," he answers, as if he can readhis hands into fists at his sides "I can’t," he says, like he’s trying to convince his I want to do to you…" Hunter takes a long breath, then gives et us arrested in every daain
"Then where?" I ask, breathless
"Your place," he answers, pulling open the truck door forwith a dark desire "Or I could show you the ranch"
We ride back to Beachwood Bay in near-silence, just the radio playing an old rock nize, fro fills the cab of the truck, wrapping us in a restless melody Hunter keeps his eyes fixed to the road, and I sneak a look at him whenever I let myself take the chance His profile is shadowed; chiseled and perfect, his T-shirt sleeve riding up his bicep whenever he reaches for the dashboard
I feel a shiver Anticipation fills the space between us, billowing larger with every breath The dark roads fly by, a cool breeze whipping through the open s, but the chill does nothing to soothe the hot fire licking inHowever shameless ere on that ride--and itin a delicious dance just to think of it--ere in public There were lio, how many boundaries we could break But as Hunter turns the truck up a long, winding driveway, past the ranch gates, I realize how completely alone we are out here in the middle of the country Fields and paddocks stretch on every side, dark and silent under the starry sky No people No crowds