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“There’s nothing about that truck that’s new.”

“It’s new to me.”

“That’s going to get you to Barrow?”

“Probably not,” Willow agreed. “That’s why I’m taking these.” She held up jumper cables, looking like a priestess making an offering, before throwing the cables in the back of the truck.

“Those only help if the battery dies, and you need something to charge it with.”

She hopped through the open door, then outlined her lips with red lipstick and pouted in the side mirror. “I may have to suck some dick in exchange for repairs. How do I look?”

I wasn’t even aware of the roaring sound in my brain until I had Willow on her back, pinned beneath me on the truck’s bench seat.

“Don’t tease me. My time as the good guy is about up.” My hips were between her spread legs. Another inch and I could be dry-humping her. I nudged my jeans-clad cock against her crotch and she clamped her legs around me and drew me closer.

Fuck. That felt like a dream come true.

Willow shifted to hook one foot around my calf; while her other moved to rest on the truck floor.

Even through her shorts and my jeans, her pussy cradled me.

She lifted her head to run the tip of her tongue against my ear. “I can make time for a quickie if you think you can handle a few screams and a rockin’ truck.”

I groaned. It was entirely possible this woman was going to kill me.

“When I fuck you, there won’t be anything quick about it. I’m going to take you on every surface and in positions you didn’t even know were possible. Your throat will be raw from begging me to let you come. Tease while you can, baby. Tease while you can.”

Willow dropped her head back against the seat. Her hands looped around my neck.

“I can’t convince you to ride with me? You never know what big bad wolf I’ll meet on the way.”

“You can take care of yourself just fine.” I reluctantly pulled myself off her. A ride to Barrow in a car with her dressed like this was not going to end well for the take-it-slow plan. But my wolf could keep an eye on her, no problem.

Her tits had felt great smashed up against me. I couldn’t wait to lick those nipples of hers until her pussy was drenched. “How about I come back later?”

“Like when? Gabe has taken Theo out on a friend’s fishing boat today.” Willow propped herself up on her elbows and eyed my cock outlined against my jeans.

My heart hammered in my chest. “What do you suggest?”

Willow ran her tongue over her full lower lip. “How about I blow you first?”

Chapter6

WILLOW

Brody’s eyes dilated. He wanted me, there was no denying that, but he was being cautious. It was fun to see him rattled by my suggestion.

Good. Things between us needed shaking up. They’d been stagnant long enough.

I loved how bold I was with him. It was Brody, after all; even when I’d just met him, I felt like I knew him forever. Later I’d figure out that what attracted me to Taylor was a sense of danger. After getting pregnant, dropping out of college, and marrying him, I discovered he was more immature than anything else. But enough about Taylor. I wanted to blow Brody so he’d never think of me as “just a friend” again.

I squirmed on the seat. Thinking about it was making me wet, but something was holding him back. I bet having his sliding between my lips and over my tongue would help him get over it.God, please oh please, don’t let him mention Taylor again.

“Now?” he asked.

“Yep.”

“If you insist.”


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