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“The hell I don’t,” I growled, taking a step closer. Her back hit the rough bark of a tree, her eyes widening as I crowded her. Her lips parted, her breath hitching, but she didn’t say anything. “Do you even know what you’re doing?” I leaned in, my voice dropping to a rough whisper.

“Letting some guy paw at you like that? Laughing at his stupid fucking jokes? You think he cares about you? You think he wants anything more than to fuck your pretty cunt and leave? That’s what these parties are for, Quinn. Summer shouldn’t even be here in the first place.” She knew better, but that wasn’t my problem. Vic would sort her out quickly when he spotted her.

Quinn’s cheeks flushed, a bright, angry red that only fueled the fire burning in my chest. “Who says that isn’t exactly why I’m here? You don’t know anything,” she snapped, her voice shaking but defiant.

I chuckled, low and mocking, my breath brushing against her ear. “Don’t I? Then stay a little longer, rabbit, and you can see for yourself. Better yet, let me show you exactly what you’ll get by doing that.”

Her hands pressed against my chest, trying to shove me back, but I didn’t budge.

“What are you doing?” she whispered, her voice trembling as I leaned closer.

“Showing you what it feels like to be wanted by someone who knows what they’re doing,” I murmured, my lips brushing against her ear.

Before she could respond, my mouth crashed against hers.

The kiss was rough, demanding, full of heat and spit. Her hands fisted in my shirt, not to push me away but to pull me closer, her nails digging into my skin.

Her lips parted under mine, and I deepened the kiss, my hand sliding to her waist to pull her flush against me. She was soft and warm and fucking perfect, and I hated how much I liked it.

I hated how much I liked her.

Breaking the kiss, I dropped to my knees before her, my hands sliding up her thighs and pushing her dress higher.

“North,” she whispered, her voice trembling as her chest heaved. But she wasn’t pulling away. There was no resistance, no fight left in her—just raw, exposed need.

“You’re shaking,” I said, my voice low and teasing, laced with authority. My fingers slipped under the edge of her swimsuit bottoms, tugging the fabric aside like it was an afterthought. My dick sure as hell knew it wasn’t. I brushed my thumb over her slick heat, and groaned softly. “Fuck, you’re dripping. That’s all for me, isn’t it, rabbit?”

Her breath hitched, her thighs pressing together instinctively, but I pushed them apart with a firm hand. “Don’t hide from me,” I ordered, sliding a finger across her opening. Her wetness coated me instantly, and I smirked, wondering if it was from this afternoon, in the kitchen. “God, you’re so fucking wet. You’ve been waiting for this, haven’t you?”

“North…” she gasped, her voice catching on my name. Her hands found my hair, tangling in it as if she needed something to anchor herself. I felt her nails dig into my scalp, pulling me closer, and it only spurred me on.

“Say it again,” I growled, pressing a kiss to her inner thigh, my teeth grazing the soft skin before I sucked lightly, marking her. She shuddered violently, her legs trembling.

“North,” she whimpered.

I chuckled darkly, letting my lips trail higher, closer to where she needed me most. When my tongue finally flicked against her clit, she cried out, her hips jerking forward. I flattened my tongue and dragged it over her, slow and deliberate, savoring her taste.

“Fuck, rabbit,” I muttered, my breath hot against her. “You taste so fucking sweet. I could do this all night.”

Her only response was a strangled moan, her head falling back against the tree as her body arched toward me. I sucked her clit into my mouth, rolling my tongue over the sensitive bundle of nerves, and her hips bucked uncontrollably.

Her fingers tightened in my hair, pulling hard enough to sting, but I didn’t care. I liked the desperation in her touch, the way she clung to me like she’d shatter if I stopped.

“You like that, don’t you?” I asked, my voice muffled as I kissed her again, my tongue working her over relentlessly. “The way I’m making you fall apart.” A cocky smirk lit up my mouth as I lifted her hips and sucked on her soppy entrance.

“Better yet, tell me how much you hate this,” I goaded her, right before I licked a path down to her asshole. Her scent had me hard as a rock and on the edge of cumming. “Your mom’s going to be fucking furious if she finds out, isn’t she? Does she know you’re such a desperate whore for me, rabbit?”

“North, please…” she gasped, her thighs quaking against my face.

“Please, what?” I taunted, slipping two thick fingers into her cunt without warning. She clenched around me immediately, so tight and hot that it pulled a groan from my throat. “Fuck. You’re so goddamn tight, Quinn. You feel fucking perfect.”

And I’d never felt harder.

Her response was a broken cry, her hips moving in a steady rhythm with my fingers as I pumped them deeper, curling them just right to hit the spot that made her legs tremble harder.

“Look at you,” I said, my voice rough with heat. “Falling apart for me after just a few touches. Come on, rabbit. Show some restraint.” But I leaned down to bite her clit as I said that, focusing everything I could on how to keep her pussy clenching those small little shocks around my fingers. My dick was starting to weep, it was so hard.

Her moan turned into a sob as her body tensed. “Fuck you,” she choked out, her pussy clenching tightly around my fingers. “God, yes, North!”

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