I watch in bewilderment as he takes the vodka bottle and pours some through the broken window before dousing the outside with the rest of it.
“What are you—”
He lights a match and drops it.
In a matter of seconds, bright orange flames ignite the mobile home.
Holy. Shit.
He takes one more drag of his cigarette before flicking it at the trailer.
Panic spirals through me, and I run toward him. “Come on. We need to go!”
At the sound of my voice, he barrels down the stairs.
We meet in the middle and I reach for his hand, but he grabs my face…and then his lips are on mine.
His kiss is so deep—so intense—my knees buckle.
Gripping my hips, he attacks my mouth, feeding me his tongue in a hot, vulgar rhythm that makes my blood heat and my head spin.
He kisses me like that for so long my lips feel bruised and I don’t realize we’ve been moving backward until I’m shoved against the hood of my car.
A tremor goes through me when his hand locks around my throat and his teeth nip at my bottom lip.
The flames behind him grow bigger. “There’s a fire—”
He pulls my panties to the side with his free hand and shoves two fingers inside me. The invasion robs me of air, and I clamp down, my need overriding any other emotions.
My eyes roll back, and I gasp for air as he finger fucks me into oblivion.
The stirrings of my impending orgasm curl my toes and I writhe against his palm…and then his fingers are gone.
“Please,” I croak out.
His teeth graze my ear. “Nah. You want to come, you’re gonna do it on my fucking cock.”
Desire and need wind through me and I part my thighs as far as they’ll go. I faintly register the sound of a belt buckle followed by a zipper and then he’s buried inside of me.
My mouth falls open and I pant against his lips while he takes me rough and fast.
A husky sound leaves him, and he tightens his grip around my neck, holding me steady against the hood as he fucks me so hard it’s equal parts pleasure and pain.
Shoving my hands inside his jeans, I claw his ass, trying to push him deeper with every thrust.
A throaty groan rumbles in his chest, and he attacks my mouth again. This time, his kisses are needy and messy and violent.
It’s too much. Every lick, touch, and thrust chips away at the barrier I keep building between us.
My body goes slack as he laps my tongue and pumps viciously, siphoning everything he wants from me.
He groans against my neck and the fingers digging into my hip constrict so much I know I’ll have bruises. But I want them.
His features go taut as he withdraws and plunges back in, hitting a spot that feels so good it sets me off.
A scorching wave of pleasure sweeps through me and I desperately rock my pelvis, meeting him thrust for thrust.
I don’t care who might be watching. I don’t care what anyone else thinks.
I don’t care about anything but how good it feels when he’s inside me.
It’s addicting. A drug I can’t help but chase. A high I never want to come down from.
My whole body spasms and my hoarse moan blends with the sirens in the distance. I come so hard it dribbles out of me and onto him.
His muscles tighten. “Fuck.” Those blue eyes grow dark, and his fingers grip my jaw as he pulses inside me. “I’m getting my ten days.”
“Ten days,” I breathe as liquid heat fills me. “But that’s it—”
A sharp bite to my throat makes me cry out, and then he’s sucking my skin, soothing the sting and leaving his mark.
I close my eyes as the flames flicker around us and we both burn until we’re nothing but ash.
CHAPTER 61
PHOENIX
A helpless whimper pushes past Lennon’s lips. “Oh god.”
I pinch her nipple. “Be quiet.” Suppressing a groan of my own, I fill my hands with her tits. “Chandler’s bedroom is on the other side of this wall.” I run my tongue over the pulse point on her neck. “We wouldn’t want him to hear all the naughty things I’m about to do to you, now would we?”
Not that he will. Fucker sleeps like the dead.
Defiance wars with the hunger marring her face. “But you’re talk—”
“Be a good girl, or I’ll stop what I’m doing.”
I finally convinced Lennon to sneak into the lounge while everyone else is fast asleep on the bus.
And now that she’s here, I plan on having some fun.
Shoving my hand inside her little shorts, I run my knuckle over the damp crotch of her panties. Her mouth parts and her chest heaves, pushing her tits against my chest.