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With a deep chuckle, he closed the distance between us. “Yeah, it does. But it’s gonna look a lot better on the floor of our apartment tonight.” His voice was gravelly and thick, low enough to keep the conversation between us.

The way he so casually saidourapartment made my heart tug.

“Is that a promise?” I asked sultrily.

“It’s a guarantee, baby.” With that, he leaned forward and met my lips with an unhurried, torturous kiss.

I couldn’t help but whimper, a sound he gracefully swallowed as his tongue coaxed my mouth to open in a playful taunt. His kisses were like velvet and fire. Soft at first, but searing underneath. It was addictive.

He broke the kiss and, without glancing at the group, heinterlaced my fingers with his and walked us to the exit as he said, “I’ll see you guys later.”

“That’s my boy!” Hayes shouted with a clap.

“Nice.” Parker nodded, visibly impressed.

“Both of you,behave,” Morgan chastised Hayes and Parker.

“Be safe, kids!” Donovan shouted.

They wereallidiots. But they were quickly becoming my friends, and I had a newfound appreciation for this group. The loneliness that tried to grip me and stay was less intense as more time passed by, and I had all of them to thank.I had Henry to thank.

I giggled. “We’re leaving? But I just got here.”

“There’s no way I can stand in this bar one more second without ripping your clothes off and fucking you,” Henry replied simply. Unapologetically. It made my skin scorching hot.

I looked over my shoulder and shouted at Val, “Thank you!” because I knew I was about to be one lucky girl.

She barked a laugh. “I knew it!”

The February Chicago winter hit my cheeks the second we stepped outside, but the cold vanished the moment Henry turned me around, pressed me against the wall, and crashed his lips into mine in a kiss that was all heat and desperation. His body pressed against mine, and I moaned and fisted his shirt to bring him even closer, wanting nothing more than to be swallowed by all of him.

“We should probably not do this here,” he groaned painfully. “But, fuck, baby.I need you.” His tone was husky, with a hint of urgency. It spurred me to action. My hands fumbled while I tried to find the keys in his pockets. Once I did, I unlocked the truck and got in the back seat.

He placed his forearm on the roof of the truck and leaned forward. “What are you doing?”

“What does it look like?” I gnawed my bottom lip and kicked my shoes off then started playing with the waistband of my leggings, slowly bringing them down.

His eyes sparkled with heat. “Who are you, and what did you do with my girl?”

The waymy girlrolled off his lips made my thighs clench. Leave it to Henry to make me discover that I had,in fact, a praise kink.

“Get in, pretty boy.”

A low growl erupted from deep within his chest as he got in and shut the door. My leggings were halfway down, but he got them off in one swift motion then dropped me in his lap like I weighed nothing more than a feather anddevouredmy mouth. His tongue eagerly met mine, and we were a mess of desperate kisses and heavy breathing as I rolled my hips against his length.God, he was big.

“Henry,” I moaned.

“What do you want, Kenny? Let’s hear it.” His tongue flicked the side of my neck before he sucked the soft flesh. The feel of his lips against my skin made me buzz with need.

“I want your cock.” Lust consumed me like rapid fire. It was suffocating how much I needed him.

I kneeled on the seat and made quick work of his jeans and boxers, bringing them down low enough to give me access to his thick and throbbing cock. The sight of it made my mouth water, so I leaned forward and stroked it once. When pre-cum leaked out of it, I darted my tongue out and lapped it up. It was sweet and salty, and I rolled my eyes in pleasure and moaned at the taste of him.

He groaned, “I can’t hold back anymore. I need to be inside you.”

I faked a gasp. “Henry Anderson, are youbegging?”

Hooded eyes met mine. He licked his bottom lip, leaving atrace of moisture that made them look more enticing. “Yes. And I’ll gladly beg for the rest of my life if it means I get to feel your tight pretty pussy around my cock.”