I’m risking everything to make these moves. But I’m too wound up—too sick of being alone—to care.
I don’t know how Billie and I will make this work.Ifit will work. I’m not sure I could forgive a friend for falling for one of my siblings without saying a damn word to me about it.
I just gotta hope that Billie and I can figure out a way to make things right.
In the meantime, I’m gonna lay this girl down. Give her what she wants, then take what I need.
She rises into the kiss, her fingertips trailing ribbons of need up the naked slope of my stomach and chest as I play with her nipple.
She’s sosofteverywhere. Soft and hot and eager.
I pull back. Tug her bottom lip between my teeth. Then I’m leaning in again and slipping my tongue inside her mouth.
At the same time, I give her nipple a hard pinch. She gasps.
“I hate you.” She breaks the kiss to try to yank my shirt over my head.
It gets stuck, so I help her take it off. “Tell me more.”
“You’re a fucking tease, making me wait.” Both her hands are on my chest now, her fingers catching on my own nipple. A bolt of lust lands in the tip of my dick. “Being so hot.”
The rain hits my skin and rolls down my back. The contrast between the cool water and the heat that throbs inside my skin sends a shiver of pleasure down my spine.
“I think I need some evidence of how hot you think I am.” Curling my hands around her waist, I toss her up onto the hood of the truck. Then I part her knees and step between them, reaching for the fly of her jeans. “How wet you gonna be for me, darlin’?”
Her hand finds my nape. She digs her fingers into my hair, and I bite back a groan at howgoodit feels.
“Quit playin’ around and find out.”
I duck my head and sink my teeth into her neck, making her yelp. “I’mma have to fuck the brat out of you again, aren’t I?”
“Uh-huh,” she pants.
Her jeans are soaked to the point that they’re like a second skin. Total pain in the ass to take off, but I gotta see her. All of her.
So I pry off her boots. The jeans. I cuss when I see the cute pink panties she’s wearing.
“Didn’t think they could get any tinier than the ones you wore the other night.” Taking them off, I hold them up and marvel at the little strings and delicate lace they’re made of. “Why even wear them?”
Billie is naked from the waist down now. Propped up on the hood of my truck with her nipples poking through her shirt, her dark hair plastered to her forehead and neck, she looks like the wet T-shirt contestant from heaven.
Lord, thank you for the bounty I’m about to eat. Receive. Whatever.
“Because I like them, and they make me feel sexy. No, you can’t keep?—”
“Too late.” I tuck them into my back pocket. “If you don’t want me stealin’ ’em, you shouldn’t be wearing ’em.”
Her hazel eyes ignite. “You really should give me a heads-up, then, when you’re gonna show.”
I slide my hands up her legs. Resting them on her inner thighs, I push so that she’s spread nice and wide. “I think the surprise turns you on.”
Her nostrils flare. “I think you’re a jackass.”
“Let’s see who’s right.” Reaching up, I part her pussy with my thumb.
We both hiss at the slickness I find there. She’s swollen and hot, and when I dip my thumb inside her entrance, she contracts around me.
All the while, the rain pelts the hood of the truck.
