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bare feet slowed them, and he caught her against his truck. He stood behind her, and her hot skin burned against his aching cock. “I’m here now.” He leaned close and wiped a smear of soot from her neck, then kissed under her ear. “What do you want from me?” His erection slipped between her thighs and she pushed back on it, clinging around him.
    “This.” She bent forward, bracing her hands on the sidewall as his cock slid deeper.
    He closed his eyes and groaned as her sweet flesh claimed him. “You can have it anytime, anywhere.”
    She slammed her ass against his groin. “Tell your girlfriend that.”
    Girlfriend? Did she mean Cassie? “Fuck you.”
    “You are.” She ground against him, and his cock tingled, driving her point home.
    Damn it, what have I done? He’d always been gentle with her, but the fury he’d tamped down for years unleashed itself and dented the sidewall as he slammed her against it.
    She gasped and reached behind him, clawing his bare ass, but he bit down on her neck to hold her still. He’d missed her pussy. Missed her tight heat and her instant wetness. Having her back again woke his long-denied cravings, stirring the desire to possess her completely and drive out the memory of any other man who might’ve enjoyed her, especially his goddamn brother.
    Pounding rage consumed him as he twisted strands of her shiny black hair around his fist and pulled it tight, jerking her head back on his shoulder. “Did he fuck you like this?”
    “Who?”
    Why is she pretending she doesn’t know?
    “That asshole.” He couldn’t say Mal’s name. Not while his cock owned Simone.
    She laughed. “I’ve fucked a lot of assholes. Present company included.”
    Dash stepped back, pulled free, and spanked her bare, bouncing ass. Not just once but repeatedly until her flesh burned against his palm.
    Simone bent over the truck and gasped, cringing when his hand connected with her butt, begging when he pulled back. “Don’t! Oh God, please.” Her breath came in short bursts and she whimpered.
    Holy shit, is she coming? He jammed his free hand into her clenching pussy and felt the unmistakable rush of liquid heat.
    “Oh no! No, no, no.” She drooped over the sidewall, panting. “No, you can’t make me come again.”
    “Why not me?”
    She rolled over. “Because I can’t. You were—”
    “You want someone else to do it? My brother?”
    She struck at him, gashing his cheek with her fingernail. “I never—”
    “But you will now!” He grabbed her hips and jerked her onto his quivering cock.
    She stumbled back and he stepped in, impaling her against the truck while she held onto the edge. He leaned back and watched his pale cock stab her dark flesh. Shudders ripped down his spine and his blood boiled. “Make me come.” He growled and she glared at him. “No one can do it like you.”
    Her eyes widened as if he’d surprised her. “No one…?” She stood still while he penetrated her.
    His balls tightened, sending shock waves along his rigid erection. “Simone, I need you.”
    She lifted one leg and wrapped it around his thighs, forcing him deeper. “No!” She cried out and pounded his chest with her fists.
    Dash grabbed the back of her head and pressed her face into his shoulder while she gasped and protested. Goddamn it, I’m gonna make her want me. She tightened around him and he pounded her. Bodies banging against metal echoed over the burned out landscape, and before he could accomplish his mission, his orgasm betrayed him, sweeping away his intentions with a rush of mind-numbing pleasure.
    Her ragged breath warmed his skin through his shirt. With his eyes closed, he nuzzled her cheek, found her open mouth and kissed her, trembling and clinging to each other. Her fingers curled around his collar as he tried to pull back. He relented and let her have more. But it had to end. Here. Now.
    Dash stepped back and ran his hands through his sweaty hair. “Wow, that was new.”
    Simone