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I couldn’t move quickly enough to get my clothes off to make the lower half of my body accessible to him after that. He opened the truck door and picked me up, sitting me just on the edge of the seat in front of him. He grabbed both my hands to place them on either side of my legs before his grip went to my hips. I had to instantly tighten my hold on the truck seat when I realized he was expecting me to hold myself suspended here while he pulled me close enough to push himself into me.

“Fuck, Colt.”

I couldn’t keep from crying out with the first rough thrust, and I couldn’t keep my eyes from watching the full length of him reappear just to disappear inside me again. I watched goosebumps spread across my own skin when he chuckled. He let go of one hip to be able to wrap his hand around the back of my neck while he leaned in closer to me. He pressed his forehead against mine and waited there until I looked into his eyes.

“You like to watch,” he said, and smiled. I spent less than a second wondering if I was supposed to be embarrassed that he’d realized such a thing, or that he’d called it out so blatantly. This was Utah. There was simply no reason to feel any of that with him.

“Then watch, sugar,” he whispered. He never took his eyes from mine. He certainly didn’t pull his face away from mine, but his hips started to move again. And I absolutely dropped my eyes right back down to where we were connected. “Watch how perfectly you take every inch of me. Watch me fuck you like I can’t get enough. Watch me take away your ability to walk.”

This wonderfully insane man leaned down to kiss the tip of my nose before his hand returned to my hip and he fucked me until I was screaming with every thrust. The lightning, the thunder, the fire, the house collapsing behind Utah, and even Utah himself — all of it. Everything about this felt like it was happening in unison on my behalf. The absolute destruction of everything that made me this way, that led me to this place in life, left all of this wide-open space for whatever was supposed to come next.

And so much of it was because of Utah.

I poured the gas throughout this house, but he brought it with us.

I lit the fire that brought this house to the ground, but he handed me the lighter.

My pure, unbridled rage was going to result in the eradication of this entire organization, but Utah was going to be the method of delivery.

CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT

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So.

She was a little scary, this new Memphis.

Well. She’d always been a little scary in theholy fuck, my heart doesn’t seem to remember how to beat when she smileskind of way. It was different now though. This was taking the most powerful mind I’d ever encountered and chainsawing my way right through the tether that had always restricted it. This was setting its bottled-up anger loose on any target that it deemed worthy.

And she was on the verge of telling me exactly what she expected of me in helping her achieve those goals.

Didn’t really matter what she asked of me.

Whatever she wanted, she’d have it.

I was more than prepared to be the thing to make it happen every single time.

Everything about that was both shocking and terrifying. I’d done my fair share of shady shit. I’d done a lot of people’s share of shady shit. That didn’t even come close to scratching the surface of what I’d be willing to do for Memphis.

I’d never been afraid of another person in this sense, and here I stood with my dick buried in her as deep as I could force it anyway.

Her hand on the side of my face brought me out of those thoughts and put my focus back on the green eyes that were suddenly beautifully clear. There was no hurricane waiting to burst out of them at any moment. No raging storm just beneath the surface.

The deafening crash of the house collapsing behind me reminded me that the raging storm actually existed in the crime we’d committed just a couple hundred feet away and that we needed to get the hell away from it.

I forced my hips against hers as hard as I could one more time before I tried to back away, just for her to grab the front of my shirt and pull me down to kiss me another time.

“Thank you, Colt,” she whispered against my lips. “You’ve gone so far out of your way to pick up the pieces of someone you never broke.”

“You were never broken, sugar. The pieces that you try to hide because they hurt are usually the ones that make you exactly who you are. Sometimes people just need to be shown that the painful parts of themselves need to be loved that much harder before they figure out how to do it themselves.”

She closed her eyes when they filled with tears. “How are youthisgood inthisworld?”

I had to laugh at that question while I removed my dick from her body and stepped back to look at the literal house fire behind me.

“Goodis relative, Memphis,” I said with another chuckle. “Goodfor you.Goodto you. Absoluteheathen menaceto the rest of society.”

I helped her back out of the truck so she could get herself together again while I made my way around the truck and the edge of the burning building to be sure we hadn’t left anything behind that might send someone after either of us.

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