I drove my hands into his chest to push him back, but he didn’t budge. “Are you kidding me?”

“I saw the way he was looking at you.”

“You’re delusional. Angel and I grew up together, for God’s sake. We started at the restaurant together at seventeen. He’s practically my brother.”

“Not from how I saw it.”

“Were you peeping in the door like a freaking creeper? What the hell, Max? Not to mention if I was banging my boss, what business is it of yours?”

“It is my business when I had my cock buried so deep inside you couldn’t stop crying out my name less than twelve hours ago.” He tugged me away from the wall and spun me around and kicked out my feet.

My breath caught and my belly quivered. “Max,” I whispered.

Memories of last night and the new explosion of excitement ramped up my heart rate. My panties were instantly soaked. He jerked me back against his hard length as he scraped his short nails up from my knee to my outer thigh. No hose, no stockings, nothing but a scrap of cotton to stop him.

And that wasn’t going to stop him.

I wasn’t going to stop him.

My clit throbbed in time with my heartbeat. The zipper of his pants and the clink of his buckle made me breathe faster.

“Do you remember this? Is your heart jackhammering like it was last night?”

I couldn’t breathe. I couldn’t move.

He shoved his fingers down into my panties. “I had this last night. And I want it again.”

It was only supposed to be one night. Just a reckless moment. Last night was rough, but there’d been finesse to his touch. Control and a smoothness that was missing today.

Missing from the equation of what we were.

But I didn’t miss it.

I liked this Max.

And in the darker recesses of myself, I realized that I liked that I could ramp up a man like him. What did that say about me?

He tucked two fingers into me and lifted me onto my toes. “Wet. For me. Not for him.”

“No.”

“Wet for me.”

I dragged in a shaky breath. “Wet for you. For this.”

He thrummed over my clit with two fingers slick from me. He dragged my hand up the wall and pressed my palm to the rough brick and flattened his over mine. So big. So much bigger than me in so many ways.

The thrill of it fired through my bloodstream. Asphalt heated through the only part of my shoe that was still connected with the ground. I was on my tiptoes and my dress was hiked up.

I didn’t know what he was going to do.

Anyone could come outside. Hell, not could—would. People sneaked out here for breaks all the time. They would catch us.

Catch me.

My thighs quaked. My breath stalled. I didn’t care.

I just wanted this feeling. I wanted this drug.

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