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“And then we keep going,” I shrug. “Unless you want to get off this ride here. I wouldn’t blame you.”
“I’m not getting off this ride.”
I pull up the address on the burner phone. As planned, the car is waiting for me right where they said it would be. “This is us,” I tell him.
We get out of the car and grab our things, including the bag of chips that’s smashed after Hunter’s dive into the back seat. We carry everything to the new car and toss everything in.
“We’re getting a room,” Hunter says.
“Go ahead, but I’m driving on.”
“No, you’re not.” He grabs my shoulders and forces me to look at him. "You need to sleep," he insists, his voice firm with determination.
I shake my head, the adrenaline still coursing through my veins. "I don't want to stop," I protest, my words punctuated by a yawn.
But he's not swayed. "We've been on the road for eight hours after flying most of the night," he points out, his tone gentle but insistent. "We need to rest, even if it's just for a few hours. We can drive all night, take turns behind the wheel but not until we get some sleep. Trust me, I’m a pilot. I’ve been through all the classes. I know how dangerous it is to fly or drive when you’re exhausted."
Reluctantly, I acquiesce, knowing deep down that he's right. I can't keep pushing myself like this, not if I want to make it to Miami in one piece. With a sigh, I nod in agreement. “Fine. Four hours.”
We find a hotel nearby, Hunter using his credit card to book a room for the night. As we step inside, exhaustion washes over me in a wave, my limbs heavy with fatigue. There's only one bed, but neither of us mentions it as we collapse onto the mattress, our bodies pressed close together in the dim light of the room.
“That was wild,” Hunter finally speaks.
“Yes, it was,” I agree. “I’ve never driven like that.”
He rolls to his side to face me, propping his head up on his hand. “You drove like you’ve been the getaway man for years.”
I smile up at him. I can't help but laugh at his observation. "I guess I've been watching too many heist movies."
He chuckles, reaching over to caress my cheek. "You did great. I think you might have a future as a race car driver."
Tears prick at my eyes, but I don't let them fall. Instead, I lean in and press my lips against his, savoring the tenderness in the moment.
"I don't know if I could've done it alone," I confess.
He looks momentarily stunned by my kiss. I didn’t even know why I kissed him. It just—happened. He stares at me and I’m suddenly very self-conscious. I can only imagine what I look like after crying.
But before I can work myself into a real panic, he lowers his mouth to mine and kisses me until my toes are curling. It was a deep and passionate kiss, one that left me breathless and craving more. As he pulled away, I could hear him whispering, "I have you. You don't have to be alone, on any of this. You're not alone."
The near-death experience had my adrenaline still pumping. I was suddenly in desperate need of sex. I had a perfectly good man right here in bed with me. And after that kiss, I got the impression he was willing.
“Hunter?”
“I know,” his voice is husky, sending shivers spreading over my body.
I reach for him, pulling him down to me once again. Our mouths come together once again in a deep, passionate kiss. My fingers caress his face. We were both alive, both present in this moment, and it felt like the world could wait. For now, we had each other, and that was all we needed.
As our lips part, we look into each other's eyes, both of us knowing that the feelings between us have changed. He pushes my shirt up, pulling it over my head and tosses it to the side. His mouth drops to my breast, kissing me through the lace. He quickly slides his hand under me and unhooks my bra with one flick. It takes him seconds to pull it away. He drops his mouth to my nipple, sending a shiver down my spine. Every touch, every kiss feels like electricity running through my veins, igniting a fire within me that I never knew existed.
My hands roam over his body, feeling the strength in his muscles beneath my fingertips. I tug at his shirt, needing to feel his skin against mine. He obliges, quickly shedding his clothes, and we are left basking in the warmth of each other's naked bodies.
Skin against skin, we move together with a primal need, a hunger that has been awakened between us. His mouth is everywhere at once. I pull at his hair, kissing his face and neck while his hands roam over my naked body. I can feel his erection through his briefs. He’s a large man.
With a swift move, he takes my hand and places it over his hardness. The heat emanating from him sends another shiver through me. With a soft, low growl, he hooks his fingers into the sides of my panties and pulls them down, revealing me to him. His eyes burn into mine, his gaze filled with raw desire that matches my own.
We hungrily explore each other's bodies. His hand moves between my legs, cupping my pussy. The heat of his palm drives me wild.
“Do you want this?” he asks.
