Page 54 of Full Throttle

Before I could ask him what the plan was, he closed in, his lips crashing against mine.

A shock of electricity cut through me, scattering throughout my body, charging me. I whimpered at the contact. I’d never been kissed before. I didn’t know what to do, but that didn’t stop my eyes from closing.

Then, a very low, soft groan came from his throat, and he tilted his head to the side. The sound was like a song to me. I wanted to hear more of it. I needed to hear more of it. His tongue touched my lips, and I opened for him, gasping. Wasting no time, he plunged in, my tongue meeting his as his lips moved against mine.

Follow my lead.

Follow my lead.

Follow my lead.

For shits and giggles, I told myself.

My fingers straightened and pressed into his hoodie, feeling his solid body underneath as my lips began to move with his. One of the men whistled again, followed by some chuckles. Cain shifted, pressing his body against me. Then, I felt his hands cupping my head, his fingers snaking into my hair.

“Leave them alone,” one of the men barked. “That man isn’t going to share her.”

I tensed.

“My lead,” Cain grunted softly against my lips.

As the men’s footsteps faded away, Cain continued kissing me, his thumbs sweeping back and forth across my cheeks. He caught my bottom lip between his teeth, sending another wave of electricity through me. I felt a throb between my legs. I’d always felt it anytime I thought about him, remembering the last time I saw him—the way he’d held me against him.

I whimpered again, my hands fisting his hoodie as I pulled him closer. His weight pressed me further into the brick, and I felt something against my lower stomach. He grunted into my mouth, biting my lip before releasing it. His tongue swooped in again as his fingers tangled in my hair.

“Fuck,” he growled against my lips, kissing me harder—faster.

I liked that.

I liked when he growled. The sound was…unlike anything I’d ever heard before. A sound escaped me, and he pulled away. Then, his lips were on my jaw, trailing down my neck as I tried to catch my breath. Another low sound left him as soon as his lips touched my neck. He shifted again, and I gasped as he shoved his knee between my legs while his other hand dropped down, sliding around my waist, anchoring me to him. The throbbing became more intense, and I felt a tingle in my breasts.

My body moved on its own, my hips rocking slightly against him.

Cain’s teeth scraped against the sensitive skin on my neck as his grip on my hair tightened. It only encouraged me, my hips moving faster, the hardness of his leg providing just the right pressure. He growled in my ear, his hands going to my hips, moving me harder and faster against his leg.

I let out a whimper before his lips found mine again, his tongue invading me, tasting me. His fingers squeezed me, holding tight as he moved my lower body against his thigh. Something was building—something beautiful. His lips left me again, trailing down my neck, his teeth grazing my skin.

“Cain,” I gasped.

“Yeah, baby,” he pushed out.

Baby.

My hands snapped up to his biceps, holding on for dear life as my legs began to shake. “I—I—,” I choked out on a moan.

He growled again, this time into my skin as his hands snaked to my ass, guiding me still. “Dammit, clover,” he pushed out. “Fuck.”

A smile stretched across my skin.

He was back.

I had my Cain back.

Pleasure zapped through my body. “Touch me,” I pleaded.

I felt his tongue at my ear. “Fucking drive me insane, you know that?” he clipped.

Words weren’t an option. It was here. My chest heaved as I gasped for breath, rotating my hips faster and harder, my core rubbing just right against his strong powerful thigh. I moaned, my eyelids fluttering as hot, blinding pleasure took over.

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