Page 84 of Phoenix

I can feel her breath, her heat. I can smell her sunscreen. She’s shaking. I can see her plump lips trembling, and she’s shifting from foot to foot like she’s antsy.

My actions are no longer mine.

My heart and my brain take over.

I grasp her face in my hands, ignoring the pain radiating from the top and pull her to lips to mine.

I step forward, which causes her to step backward, until her body is pressed into the door of my truck.

Her lips are tense and firm for a second, in shock no doubt, but then she relaxes, parting them to allow my tongue access.

Her hands slide up and grip the tops of my shoulders and pull me closer; my knee goes between her legs, pressing into her center.

She moans against my lips as our tongues slip, slide, and move before she finally thinks better of it and gives me a sharp shove away. Our lips break and she covers her face in both hands.

“God, Case.” She shakes her head behind her hands before finally dropping them, so I can see her eyes. Her lips are red and swollen from our kiss, and I have to physically stop myself from reaching out for her to pull her back into me.

“Tonight.” I let the one word hang in the air.

She stares me directly in the eye before she finally releases a breath and, without acknowledging whether or not she’d come see me tonight, walks away from me and back into the clubhouse.

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