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“God,” Cedar groans. “You are ridiculous.”

“Why’s that?” I ask around my thumb as my tongue works to catch every bit of her—us—from my skin.

“You came in there,” she half squeals, shooting straight up and grinding her hot as fuck pussy against my throbbing cock.

I groan, even as she moves back and grips my wrist, yanking my thumb from between my lips.

“Oh, c’mon.” She rolls her eyes. “No one likes the fucking taste of that.”

“Oh, sweetness,” I chide and rotate our hands so that I’m the one doing the holding. “If you honestly believe that, then I have a lot of work to do.”

Cedar scoffs, her armor of attitude sliding right back in place. “Bullshit, Fin. That’s gross.”

“Gross?” Shaking my head, I let go of her hand to cup her face in both of mine and bring her so close that I feel her breath on my tongue. “Sweetness, I couldliveoff of your pussy for the rest of my life.”

Cedar blinks.

And blinks.

Her throat bobs with a swallow before her lips part and her heated exhale flows over my chin. “Um,” she half whimpers, her skin flushing a deep red I know I see this time. “That’s …”

Smirking, I lean in and steal a kiss. “Hot? Duh.”

“Jesus,” Cedar sighs, her rigid frame finally softening in my grip as her sight darts between mine. “Such a fucking caveman.”

I snort and snag another kiss from her swollen lips before tugging her around me until she’s clinging to my back once again. “When it comes to you?” I toss over my shoulder. “Absolutely.”

Engaging the key, the engine roars back to life and all too soon we’re back to heading off in the direction of the ass kicking I’ll gladly accept so long as it means the woman at my back is safe.

Chapter Twenty-Four

Cedar

Thesoundofthebike tires crunching up the driveway has my stomach dipping with each passing foot that leads us closer and closer to the lit up porch, the only obstacle between Fin and my dad.

Because he always waits up.

Shit.

Working a swallow down my drying throat, I squeeze Fin tighter for a split second before he rolls the bike to a stop in the same spot where Peach parked not that long ago. I hop up from the bike, yanking the helmet off as the shakes start and my breath quickens.

They already fought once.

How the hell do I explain this to my dad, when I don’t even know what we are?

“Sweet?”

But here I am bringing him home at …I glance at my phone with trembling hands.It’s four in the morning ...

Jaxon Jones wakes up at four in the fucking morning.

Oh, fuuuck.

“Cedar, what’s wrong?” Fin’s hot skin touches mine when he takes the helmet from my grip and sends a shockwave straight up my arm. The contact makes me jerk away instinctively.

“Um...” I poke my tongue out to lick my dried lips, my sight darting to the dark silhouette standing the in doorway. “Shit.”

“Look at me,” Fin whispers as he grabs my wrists and dips to meet my unfocused eyes. “Sweetness, look at me.”

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