Her stupid body was heating by the second, all but begging for more from the man behind her.

His hand came around to cup her sex and pull her back against him even further. He nipped her bottom lip, and she moaned. He had her trapped in such a primal way, and she wanted to give in, even though some boundaries at this stage would be wise.

Because it was only going to get worse. If she didn’t back off now, put some kind of wall up around her heart and expectations, this heat Huck brought out in her would only get hotter. But try as she might, the walls didn’t seem to want to go up. Instead, they were crumbling.

“You want another ride? I thought you were a one and done kind of man,” was all she managed to get out. She didn’t want to ask for reassurance. Didn’t want a commitment. Yet she wanted something.

“Oh, I’m not done with you. I’m also selfish,” he said. “I do what I want, go where I want.” He bent her over, and she braced her hands on the front of the hood as he kicked her legs apart. “And I’m here.” He unfastened her jeans and yanked them and her panties down. “Because this…” He palmed her ass. “…is where I want to be right now.” She heard a clink of metal from his belt being undone, then the rip of cellophane. “You are who I want to be with. Do you understand?”

“For right now you mean,” she breathed.

He gripped her ass harder. “Yes.”

Not later. Not again. But just right now. Which was what she knew. They were temporary. Why did she find herself hating his confirmation that this would never last? As though she hadn’t asked for the same thing. As though she had any right to want anything more.

If this was it, the last time they’d be together, she’d take him for all he was worth. All of the pleasure, and all of the pain.

“Okay,” she whispered and pushed against him, taking the head of his cock into her. “I want you right now, too.”

“Then that’s what you’ll get.” With his hold tight around her, he surged inside.

She moaned loud, and the car shook from her tight hold and Huck’s brutal thrust. god, she loved it. He filled her up. Took everything she was. Demanded it. How did he tap into her so well? Understand her? He didn’t rush over with pretty words and promises. He didn’t give her false hope. He just owned what he wanted. Admitted it. And let her accept or push away.

“Who do I want, Autumn?” he rasped.

“Me,” she whispered.

He slapped her ass with his free hand and thrust hard again. “I couldn’t hear you.”

“Me, you want me.” And saying those words out loud made her believe them. He really wanted her. Was here. Taking her in a way she needed. He read her emotions and played her body like he owned it.

“Now I want you to tell me who you want.” He wound her hair around his fist and bucked inside her again, hard and deep, and it sent a blaze of pleasure through her veins like wildfire.

“You. I want you,” she said.

“How?”

He thrust again. His fingers found her clit while he pulled her hair. The sting of her scalp added to the sensations in her entire body.

“Like this,” she breathed. “Hard. Rough. Just like this.” There was one word she hadn’t said out loud, but now she had no choice to admit it. “Consuming. You take me over completely, and I love it, baby.”

“Love,” he whispered, and the word sounded amazing. But he didn’t say anymore. He simply gave her everything. He fucked her faster, harder. Rubbed her clit as his thick cock disappeared inside to hit that deep spot and sent her hurtling over the edge of bliss. The hold he had on her was unmovable. The cool metal bumper of the classic car squeaked against her grip as she held on for dear life and lost herself to the intensity.

“You’re going to make me come,” he said, fucking her harder. “Damn it, honey. So fucking good. Never like this.”

She didn’t have time to ponder his words, because his whole body hardened, and she felt the twitch of his release, and the sensation was enough to send her over the edge with him.

Breathing hard, he lifted her up but remained inside of her. With one hand covering her sex like he owned it, he unraveled the strands of her hair and cupped her face.

She looked back at him and gave him a deep kiss. His brows furrowed, and for a moment, she thought he might be just as lost as she was. So she closed her eyes, reveling in the moment and everything he’d said. Obsessing over those three words.

He wants me…

And wondering what he would choose when it mattered.

Chapter Twelve

“What the hell is that?” Autumn said, staring at Huck like he held a snake in his hand.

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