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“Yes,” I whispered.
His lip twitch turned into a full-on smile. An actual freaking smile.
I figured he’d lead me to a vehicle or call a cab, and then we’d head to his place or mine, but no, that wasn’t what Hawk had in mind. Instead, he backed me up against the truck parked next to us and ran his hands down my sides as he studied me like a science project.
Then he fisted my loose hair in one hand.
“No pigtails tonight?”
Once I’d gotten the orgasm idea into my head, I’d taken them out in the bathroom. Pigtails were cute, not sexy.
“I wanted a change.”
“Shame.”
“You like the pigtails?”
A hesitation. “Yeah.”
Hawk tilted my head to the side and feathered kisses along the edge of my jaw. I melted against him, but then realisation dawned, and my stomach clenched. Here? He was planning to do…whatever this was, here?
“Wait! We’re in a freaking parking lot.”
“So?”
“So someone might see.”
“Nah.” He nodded at the vehicles on either side of us. “That’s Logan’s truck, and this is mine.”
“What about the cameras?”
I knew damn well that Logan would have installed cameras.
“Stay against the truck, and we’ll be out of range of the motion arc.”
My first instinct was to mutter an excuse and run. I had an apartment—I didn’t need to sneak around like a teenager anymore. But Hawk also had a home, or possibly a Batcave. He wasn’t doing this here because he had to; he was doing it because he wanted to. And even as my brain was coming up with a thousand reasons why this was a terrible idea, fire was running through my veins, and my body was sandwiched between the cool metal of the truck’s door and the hot muscle of his abs. Holy hell, he was hard. His dick pressed into my stomach, and I let out a soft moan.
“I’ll stay against the truck.”
“Good girl.”
This was happening. This was really happening. Goosebumps prickled on my arms as Hawk inched the hem of my little black skater dress higher and caressed my thigh. Why had I worn pantyhose? They were in the way, and— Oh, never mind. They weren’t a problem anymore, shredded. His lips brushed against mine. He’d barely touched me, and already I was about to come on the spot, or possibly his hand.
Hawk teased the seam of my lips with his tongue, his gaze never leaving my face, his ice-blue eyes focused on my own. They shimmered in the moonlight, hypnotic, and I couldn’t have turned away even if I’d wanted to.
“Open for me,” he murmured.
My mouth or my legs? Just to be on the safe side, I obliged with both, and he slid my panties aside with a finger as his tongue touched mine. He hadn’t been kidding about the five minutes, had he?
I forgot our surroundings as he kissed me deeply, and looking back, that was the moment everything changed. When I abandoned any thoughts of finding a nice, respectable man and became a junkie for Hawk Hauser. His finger headed for my clit like a homing pigeon, and I gasped as he hit precisely the right spot, circling, stroking, teasing. My knees trembled, and only his other hand on my ass kept me from slithering to the damp asphalt. The man was a maestro. He played my body perfectly. The orgasm was already building when he slipped a finger inside me, and with one tiny nudge, he sent me over the edge.
“Hawk…”
His name slipped out, more of a groan than a gasp.
“Four minutes and fifty-three seconds. Told you.”
That smirk… I wanted to slap it off him, but I didn’t have the strength.
