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“Thank you,” she says shyly, pushing her hands into the front pocket. “Now, you’ll be cold.”
“I’ll be all right.” I fight back a shiver of my own.
I grew up in New England, and I fucking hated the winters so much that as soon as I was eighteen, I moved down South to avoid the shitty weather. Same with my sister.
The sun has almost completely gone down now, leaving only the light touching the coastline, illuminating the shore. It’s beautiful, and yet I can’t tear my eyes from her.
“How could someone live in such a lovely place, be surrounded by family, and yet … still want more?” she asks softly, her eyes staying on the slow-rolling waves. “How do people get so greedy?”
“Enzo was born into it.” I lean against a tree. “Has never known anything but this life.”
Her eyes fly to mine, and her expression hardens. “I was brought up by drug addicts who chose to feed their addiction over feeding their children. And yet I don’t live like that.” She shakes her head at me. “How we were raised doesn’t define who we are, Hudson. Only we can do that.”
“Maybe so.” I wave my hand toward the property behind us. “But not everyone has good in them, Briar. Some are just born bad.”
She raises her chin up at me, standing taller. “And what about you, Hudson Hercules? What were you born to be?”
The way she’s looking at me … I want her. I want her so fucking bad that it’s making me wild. I know it’s wrong to chase her. Hell, I shouldn’t even be alone with her right now. I’m not being loyal to the one person I swore I’d always be loyal to. But there’s something about her, and I just can’t stay away.
“Sometimes, you have to be worse than the bad guys,” I utter. Reaching forward, I tuck a piece of loose hair behind her ear. “Good guys don’t always win, Dove. You must know that by now.”
“So, what does that make you?” she breathes out.
“Guess you’ll have to wait and find out,” I drawl just as she takes one step closer to me.
My heart races with her being so close, and before I know it, I have my hands on her waist, tugging her body against mine. I lean against the tree before bringing her face to mine and kissing her roughly. I dig my fingertips into her skin, kneading her flesh as my cock quickly hardens.
Her hand slides down, rubbing the bulge in my jeans, and she practically pants against my lips.
“Let me …” her voice says desperately as she pulls away. “Let me taste—”
Just then, my phone rings in my pocket. I’m so tempted to ignore it because I’m pretty sure she’s asking to suck my cock. And even though I’m not sure I’m ready for another woman’s lips to be wrapped around me … the thought of it only hardens my dick more. But I know it could be Rossi. Or worse, Enzo. So, reluctantly, I pull my phone from my pocket, and sure enough … I see Enzo’s name.
“It’s your fuckface fiancé,” I mumble before sliding my thumb across her bottom lip. “Go on, sweetheart. Show me exactly what it is you were going to say.”
Batting her lashes a few times, she cocks her head to the side and smirks. And within seconds, she drops to her knees. At the same time that I answer the call.
“Hello?”
“Hercules, I need you to assist with a deal tonight,” he says, speaking slow and controlled. “But this time, don’t fucking call me.”
Within seconds, my belt is being unclasped, and when I gaze down at her, the smirk is gone. And now, there’s a desperation in her eyes as she tugs my jeans and briefs down over my hips, my cock springing free.
The sight of her lips just inches from the tip of my dick has me hardly able to form a fucking sentence, but that’s nothing compared to when her tongue pokes out and laps the head of my cock.
“When and where do you need me?” I finally choke out just as she opens her mouth and slides me inside of it, down her wet tongue.
“Eleven fifteen at the warehouse.” He makes a snorting noise, and I imagine him doing a line of coke. “Good stuff coming in, Hercules. You can’t fuck it up. Because if you do, it won’t be good for you.”
She sucks my cock harder, bringing me in deeper and deeper with each rock of her body. Her eyes gaze up at me, almost in spite of Enzo being on the phone. Like he’s the driving force behind how hard she’s sucking my dick.
“I understand,” I say, feeling a shiver run down my spine, but knowing it has nothing to do with how fucking cold it is outside and everything to do with how much my balls are already starting to tingle from her mouth.
Enzo keeps me on the line but yells to someone in the background. He sounds mad at whoever he’s speaking to, but with Briar’s tongue lapping my cock before moving and running over my balls, it’s all white noise.
“Rossi will be going with you,” he says quickly. “So, I’ll get someone else to watch that fucking whore tonight.”
“Sounds good. I’ll be there,” I tell him.
