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“Can you call your aunt for us?” I stand and set my mug down in the sink. I’m not drinking the rest, no matter how much she scowls at me.

Rev glances at the clock. “It’s morning in England. She should be up.” She takes her cell from the charging dock on the counter and gestures to the living room. “I’ll call her now.”

But even before Rev returns to the room, I know she has not received the answer we were hoping for. Worry and anxiety twinge at the sides of my mind, and when Rev does appear they intensify.

“I spoke to the professor,” she says. “He answered my aunt’s phone.”

Nova glances at me. Rev is clutching her cell in front of her chest, close to her heart.

“She’s missing. He thinks something bad has happened to her.”

7

TANNER

“Were you joking about the commiseration sex?” Nova stops with her hand on the hood of the truck. She looks at me over her shoulder, eyes wide. A skitter of electric heat zips down my spine, and I’m not sure if it’s my arousal or hers that I’m feeling.

I stride toward her and grab her by the waist. “I never joke about fucking you, Little Star.”

We are parked out the back of Rev’s store. The alley is dark and quiet. Only a few apartments have lights in their windows. On the other side of the truck, sentinel-like trees would offer us a shield if we wanted one but right now I can’t think of anything hotter than fucking her out in the open.

As she meets my eyes, challenging me to do it, I slam her body against the hood and reach under her shirt. She gasps as my hands find her breasts then lets out a shuddering moan as I cup them in my palms. I kiss her hard as our bodies move together. My heart is thumping like crazy and I struggle to remember to breathe as the sensations that fill her body fill mine too.

My hands are shaking as I slide them up beneath her skirt. She gasps when I yank her panties to one side. They are already wet, and the thick patch of moisture makes my cock throb with anticipation.

Her arms go around my neck and she pulls me closer, our mouths melding together as my hands rove over her body.

When I unbutton her shirt and ease her bra down, she shivers. But I know she’s not cold. My phoenix never feels the cold.

While her hands go to my waist, fumbling with my belt, her nipples pebble beneath my fingertips. She arches against me with a throaty moan that sends shockwaves through my entire body.

Impatient, I reach down between us and unzip my fly, pushing aside the denim and freeing my cock.

Nova glances down, smiles, then starts running her fingertips along my length.

She knows me now. Knows exactly which notes to hit to make me breathless and dazed and desperate for her.

Unable to wait any longer, I spin her round and ease her skirt up around her waist. As she juts out her hips, waiting for me, a moan escapes my lips.

Bracing her hands on the hood, breasts resting against the cold metal, she presses back against me.

With one smooth thrust that sends tremors through us both, I slide inside her.

Her back arches and her head drops forward. With a low moan, she starts to move. I grab her hips as I pull out then ease back in as she rocks against me.

Together we find a rhythm, and I close my eyes as the pleasure begins to build.

And this is the part that blows my mind... the part where her pleasure dissolves into mine. The part where I feel what she’s feeling when I touch her, and what I’m feeling, and it’s so fucking mind blowing I can barely contain myself.

Desperate to make her spark, I reach down and stroke her clit. Her body jerks and she lets out a little keening cry.

A jolt of pleasure powers into my core.

I speed up my thrusts, harder, deeper, until I can’t think straight. Her little pants of pleasure, her soft moans, the tightness of her pussy all send heat swirling through me.

She is warm, and the night is cold. Our breath comes out in thick billowing clouds, and I want her to scream so loud that all the lights in the entire fucking town come on and people run to their windows to watch.

I press my lips to her shoulder. Her skin is soft, and tastes of vanilla and heat. I can feel her pulse pounding against my lips. I’m not sure how long I can last, but I know her orgasm is close.