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I considered for a moment. Sunday nights were usually spent looking over my shop to make sure everything was ready for the week. I didn’t have any other major plans, and if I was honest, I couldn’t wait to see Maverick again.

“I’d like that,” I said.

“Perfect. Text me your address. I’ll pick you up at seven.”

Chapter four

Maverick

I couldn’t stop thinking about that phone call this morning with Katie—the most excruciating, exquisite torture known to man. After meeting her at the bar, I hadn’t slept a wink all night, fighting a raging hard-on for hours at the thought of how achingly sweet and innocent she was.

I had intended to catch her off guard before she was fully awake, flustering her with foreplay.

Instead, the whole thing had backfired on me and I was the one fighting for my life. Listening to the breathless sounds she made as she touched herself. Picturing her messy bedhead, lips parted, nipples straining at the fabric of her t-shirt, fingers buried between her thighs.

I wish you could taste me. I wish—I wish your mouth was on me right now.

Before I knew it, I came, untouched, like a goddamn teenager.

I was too old to be doing that—blowing my load early, losing self control. This curvy angel was slipping past my defenses without even trying.

When I pulled up to Katie’s apartment building, she emerged a moment later with a wave. Wearing a frilly, strawberry-printed camisole top, a pink jacket, and jeans, she looked like the quintessential girl-next-door, with a smile that lit up her sparkling eyes, and her golden brown curls pinned back to frame her rosy cheeks.

Some primal part of my brain thought only of corruption. Stripping away that good girl exterior to unleash the wild minx that had to be hidden underneath. I could see the hunger in her eyes, the desire for more. All she needed was a nudge in the right direction.

“Hey gorgeous,” I said, extending my arm out to Katie as she approached.

She dropped her gaze as her cheeks flushed. I hooked my arm around her waist, pulled her close, and kissed the corner of her mouth. Her lips quirked up against mine with a smile.

“That’s not fair,” she protested.

“What’s not fair, dove?”

Katie tucked a lock of hair behind her ear. Then her hand came to rest on my forearm, fingers lightly tracing along the tattoo ink there. Did she even realize what she was doing? Driven by instincts to touch what she wanted.

“You just arrived a second ago, and you’re already making me tongue-tied with two little words.”

I hummed with amusement and grasped her chin lightly, pressing my thumb beneath the plump swell of her lower lip.

“Would you like to hear the other words I have in mind? There are many more where that came from.”

Katie’s throat worked as she swallowed hard. I chuckled and slipped my hand into the back pocket of her jeans, cupping herass with a squeeze. She turned her head away with a flustered squeak.

Every time her shyness surfaced, it made me want to misbehave in the worst possible ways around her.

“I’m beginning to wonder what I’ve gotten myself into,” Katie said.

I grinned and nuzzled into her neck with a kiss. She sucked in a sharp breath, squirming against me. Then I pulled back and unhooked the spare helmet from the handlebar of my bike, passing it to her.

“Gear up, sweetheart. Can’t let you get hurt on my watch.”

As Katie buckled her helmet on, I started my bike. The rumbling growl of the engine filled the air like a siren song. Ever since I was a teenager, that sound never failed to soothe me as easily as a lullaby.

It didn’t seem to have the same effect on Katie though. She rocked back on her heels with a doubtful look in her eye. I hooked a finger in the belt loop of her jeans and drew her close.

“Relax. See how good that purr feels?”

Taking Katie’s hand, I pressed it to the jet black fuel tank. The low vibration emanated through our joined palms. Her gaze flicked up to my face with a glimmer of understanding. I couldn’t resist stroking my thumb along the inside of her wrist, skating across, smooth, warm skin.

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