Page 35 of Falling for the Pucking Bad Boy

It’s that powerful.

“Fuck, Snowflake,” he growls beneath me. “You needed it bad.” I bob my head in succession to his comment, and he pushes down on my body to get deeper. “I’ll never leave you wanting again, baby. I’ll fly to you at any time if you need it.”

“I’m so gonna take you up on that,” I breathe heavily.

And I will.

There’s nothing that’s going to make me stop when he feels so damn good.

“Please do,” he mutters softly. “I want to show you that I’d give you everything. You’re worth it.”

His words are a vow, an oath that seals the bond being forged in this breathless moment. Wells doesn’t just see me as some conquest; he sees me as someone worth crossing worlds for.

I look down to see the softness in his gaze. His green eyes reflect a depth of emotion he doesn't even have to voice—the intensity there tells me I've broken through something he sets up against everyone else.

I want to ask him how we’ll do this, but it’ll ruin the moment. It will make us see the reality, and I don’t want to do that just yet.

I kiss him then, sealing our pact with all the passion, fear, and hope thundering through my veins.

I’m worth it, and so is he.

“Fuck me harder, baby,” he mutters against my lips. “I wanna get you back to the hotel room ASAP.”

“You want me to come already?” I tease, even though it’s something I wouldn’t mind doing right now. “I don’t want to stop something so good, Wells.”

“I have to get you on a bed,” he practically begs. “Or a table. We’re going several rounds tonight, Snowflake.”

Just like last time.

It's a common occurrence that I’m not negotiating at all.

“We’ll go all kinds of ways,” he continues, his voice a seductive whisper that sends shivers down my spine. "But your ass in the air is the one I'm lookin' forward to most." The imagery grips me, and I can't stop the instinctual reaction that tightens around him. He groans, a raw sound that fuels my wanton movements even further. "Would you like that?"

"You know I would." My response is breathy, loaded with anticipation and a wild craving that only he can satisfy.

"Then fuck this cock and let me take you back." His firm and desperate directive pushes me to the edge of controlled excitement.

Pressure is my enemy—it always has been—but with Wells, it's different. He doesn't constrict me; he frees me. Each word that spills from his lips, each scenario he conjures up, sparks a fire within me—one I'm eager to explore.

"Like this?" I challenge, increasing my rhythm, moving with more intent as I drive myself down, seeking to meet his deepest orgasm with my own.

The steering wheel is in the way, but I’m not going to stop. Not when I’m starving to watch Wells break apart around me.

"Just like that," he affirms between labored breaths, his fingers digging into my ass, urging me on. "You're perfect, Snowflake. This needs to work."

A smile breaks across my face, unstoppable and genuine. His use of needs touches something deep within me.

It's not just about sex—it's about connection, about finding a place and a person where you fit, where you are utterly and completely yourself.

And that’s what scares me the most because while everyone else has always seen me in the confines of predefined roles—daughter, rebel, the untouchable's prize—Wells sees me. Ever since that night at the bar when the rest of the world faded into a dim background, where the rules didn't apply to us, and we were just Rory and Wells—well, he was Wells, and I was a stranger—two people drawn together by a magnetism too powerful to ignore.

I'm claiming this time with every push and pull, even if the world outside this SUV threatens to tear it all apart.

“It’ll work,” I claim, hoping I’m not making a promise I can’t keep. “We’ll figure it out.”

Wells seems to love that answer because he meets each of my descents with a thrust of his own.

With the palm of his hand, he pushes me closer and latches onto my neck with his lips. He mauls me with his tongue and lips, adding little bites that drive me wild and closer to my impending orgasm.

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