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I immediately jumped in my truck and headed to her place, only to be ignored.

Not going to fucking happen.

She didn’t get to come, so she’s acting out. I’m not the one to play that shit with.

I could’ve left. I could’ve apologized.

But where’s the fun in that?

Pulling into my driveway, I head to the back of the cabin, parking the truck and cutting the engine. Hopping out, I’m surprised when I don’t hear her screaming or threatening my life.

I approach the door of the camper, twisting the knob, glad she came to her senses and unlocked it. Before I get the fucking thing open all the way, she dives from the threshold, tackling me to the ground. Twisting my body to take the brunt of impact, I land hard on my back.

She straddles me quickly, punching me in the jaw. “You motherfucker! I’m going to fucking kill you!”

She swings again, but I grab her wrist, twisting it behind her back. While she flails and kicks like a wildcat, I hold her hands at bay, wrapping my legs around her waist. Rolling our bodies, she’s beneath me now, and I pin her arms above her head. She calls me every name in the book, cursing like a sailor and I have to stop myself from laughing.

She’s sexy as hell when she’s mad and my cock strains against my pants.

Bending down, I don’t stop until our noses touch. “Shut the fuck up.”

Her body tenses and her mouth snaps shut.

“Good girl.” I grin, which only infuriates her more.

“I hate you.” She hisses.

“No, you don’t. You’re upset because you didn’t get your way.” Running my lips across her jaw, she bucks her hips, trying to knock me off of her. I groan against her ear and the fight leaves her body. “Face it, little demon. You fucking crave me just as I crave you. Your body surrenders to me and it drives you crazy.”

She scoffs. “Shut the fuck up.”

I chuckle against her neck, and she tilts it to the side, giving me better access.

She has no idea how much I need her.

How much I desire her.

How fucking obsessed I am with her.

If she’s half as consumed by me as I am her, nothing will ever tear us apart.

“Are you ready to play nice?” I whisper against her ear, and she growls like a fucking kitten. The sound makes my cock painfully harder. Lifting my head, we lock eyes, and my girl is a perfect picture of defiance.

Exactly how I want her.

Holding both her wrists with one hand, I slide the other between us, gripping the fabric of her panties, ripping them from her skin. She yelps in surprise, her eyes clouding over with lust, and I sink two fingers inside her drenched pussy. She whimpers, trying to arch her hips to take them deeper, but I pin her in place with my own.

“So fucking responsive to my touch.” I groan, the sound of her arousal making my dick hard as granite. “I’m going to ruin this pretty little cunt tonight, Nova.”

Removing my fingers, I reach around my back, pulling the forty caliber from my waist band. Pushing the button on the side, the magazine drops from the gun, landing on the ground beside her.

She stops breathing, her eyes widening with something between excitement and fear. It’s intoxicating.

“I’m going to let go of your wrists so I can empty the chamber. Don’t fucking move.”

She nods quickly and I release her hands, pulling back the slide, letting the lone bullet hit the ground next to the discarded magazine.

Rising to my knees, I position myself between her legs. Her chest rises and falls rapidly as the cool metal of the gun slowly slides up her thigh. Our gazes collide as I glide it over her soft skin towards her leaking cunt. Her pupils dilate, her eyes hooded, and she licks her lips in anticipation.

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