Page 58 of The Break Down

“I want more,” I rasp, barely able to speak around the need choking me. My voice is wrecked, my restraint thinner than fucking paper.

“I want you. Naked. Under me. Screaming my name.”

She whimpers. Actually whimpers. And fuck, my cock throbs so hard I have to grit my teeth to stay still.

“Get in the truck, Red.”

“What?”

“I’ve had enough of waiting. Of wanting you and not knowing how you feel. But I know now. You want me, Red.”

“Cocky much?”

“Where you’re concerned? Fuck yeah. Now, get in the truck.”

“Why?”

“Becauseweare going back to Consequence together. And when we get there, I bet you, you can’t walk away from me ever again.”

“Oh, yeah? Why’s that?”

Her eyes are sparking green fire. Her chest rises and falls as she sucks in air.

I mean, the woman is spitting mad, and fuck me, she is so beautiful it hurts.

I move closer, erasing the space between us.

“Because, Red, I plan on fucking you ten ways till Sunday. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll know exactly hownot casualthis is.”

Finley looks up at me—eyes glassy, pupils blown, pink lips parted—and I know.

She wants it just as bad.

I grin.

Slow. Sure.

Yeah, I’m cocky as fuck.

Because I am going to have her.

All of her.

And when I do?

She’ll never doubt for a second that she’s mine.

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN-FINLEY

I don’t even know how this happened.

One minute I was avoiding him like it was an Olympic sport, and the next, I’m in Koa’s rental.

His very large, very private SUV.

Alone. With him. And we’ve been driving in silence for three hours.

Not comfortable silence.

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