Page 66 of You Saw the Best In Me

“Oh! I did it! I hit one,” she squeals, jumping up and down.

“Let’s keep going, kitten. Take a deep breath and aim,” I remind her, and she returns to the cans.

She’s a quick learner and hit most of the cans in no time, so I decide to up the difficulty.

We make our way to the silhouette cut-outs, and Karina challenges me to say she can hit more targets than me.

“Oh yeah? Okay, tough girl, let’s see it then,” I wave toward the cut-outs hanging up.

I let her go first, mainly to observe and see how she does. Almost every shot hits a vital spot.

“You’re up, broody,” she smiles at me, stepping to the side.

I hit my targets, and when I turn back to brag, her face is flushed.

It reminds me of the first night we spent together, when she asked me what I was doing in her apartment, with a breathy tone to her voice that is her tell-tale sign.

Her cheeks were rosy, and she kept biting her bottom lip. I know she was drunk, but her turned-on face is exactly the same, and on display for me right now.

I test my luck, taking a few steps closer to her, and when she bites her lip, I know I’m right.

Instead of pleasing her, I tease her and load my clip up again.

I fire off the rest of my round into a new silhouette, hitting the head every time.

“Oh, fuck,” she groans under her breath, and I smile to myself before facing her.

“You okay, kitten?” I ask, knowing damn well that I’ve got her right where I want her.

“I’m fine,” she breathes, and I place my weapon on the table.

I wrap my arms around her like I did when demonstrating how to shoot. She melts into my chest, tipping her head back with closed eyes.

I kiss my way down her neck, moving the strap on her tank top to leave a small mark. I can feel her breathing speed up, and she hasn’t told me to stop, so I let my hand trail down to the waistband of her leggings.

She moans a little louder, and I cup her breast with my other hand, the heat of the moment taking us both over completely.

“Don’t stop,” she whines, and I almost slip under the spell until realize we’re in public.

I’m so caught up in the moment that I forget we were at Tony’s. I immediately move my hands and gently kiss her cheeks.

“We can’t do this here, but I’ll take you home right now. Just say the word,” I whisper, and I feel her body shake with anticipation.

“Take me home, Mav,” she kisses my neck, running her hands up and down my back.

I scoop her up, tossing her over my shoulder and smacking her ass as I carry her back to my truck.

I toss a twenty in Tony’s tip jar to thank him for letting us stop by.

Karina climbs into her seat and takes the scrunchie off her wrist to toss her hair in a messy bun.

I spread her legs a little as they dangle over the side of the seat and slide between them. She can see through my jeans how she affects me and smirks at me before letting me kiss her.

“You’re in for it, kitten,” I groan after she drags her lips off mine.

“Give me all you’ve got,” she breathes, and I need to get this woman home, and fast.

I thought we were taking things slow, but after this, I don’t think either one of us can hold back any longer. The desire is too strong, and we’ve both comes to terms with the act that we’re on a fast-track.