Page 36 of The Wrong Drive

And now, I’m the one who’s scared.

“Turner…” She keeps encroaching, finally stopping right in front of me. “Why didn’t you kill me when you killed Adam? Or when we were up in the room? I know about the whole…blackoutthing.”

“I don’t know about up in Thomas’s room. But I was present when I killed Adam, and I didn’t kill you because I want you too much.” The truth slips from my lips unfiltered, and I know now this woman is going to be my downfall. She’s too intrigued for her own good, and now, she’s made the bold move of putting her hand on my chest...

And her mouth on mine.

I fall into her intoxicating kiss, threading my fingers through her hair and knocking her hood out of her face. My tongue dances across hers, tasting the mint on her tongue. She came out here wanting this to happen… and it’s such a turn on. For a moment, I let myself believe she wants me just as fucking bad as I want her.

I lift her into the air, wrapping her legs around me as I rip open the walk-through door of the barn, shutting it behind us with my heel. Heading straight to my workbench, I clear it in one swoop, sitting her down and tearing at her jeans. I’m going to make this womanmine,if only in my head.

“It’s freezing,” Emersyn pants as I wriggle her out of her jeans and boots. “We can go inside…”

“No,” I growl. “You’re not getting the chance to change your fucking mind this time.”

She shivers against me, now bare from the waist down. The heater is running, but there’s no escaping the chill in the air. I take her mouth again while I undo my pants, feeling the hesitancy in her kiss. My mind kicks into gear.

She’s just fucking you because she feels sorry for you.

I grit my teeth at the intrusive thought, knowing more than likely that’s the case—but I don’t care. I’m desperate the way she made me feel in the kitchen when we danced. I trail away from her mouth as I drag her forward, and right onto my cock. A burst of fucking pleasure erupts in the form of a groan, years of abstinence dissipating as her wet walls grip me.

“Holy shit,” I erupt, buring myself in her. She sucks in a sharp breath, her nails finding the back of my neck and digging in. I kiss her neck as her head tips back, an aroused moan slipping from her throat.

She rocks against me, grinding against my body. I bite down on her neck, and she cries out, her pussy tightening around me. I grip her bare ass, as I start to pound into her, chasing a high I haven’t felt in so long—or maybe ever.

“Turner,” Em moans out my name as she bounces against me, her hips rocking as she grinds herself against me every time.

I’m buried all the way in her, as far as I can physically go, and it still isn’t enough. “You’re heaven,” I groan, my release already building. It’s been too long since I’ve had sex. I explode inside of her, gasping at the thick pleasure that’s been absent for so long.

You’re mine now, Em.

I pull out of her, and then drop to my knees.

“What are you doing?” Her eyes widen as my mouth connects with her inner thigh. “You don’t have to—” My tongue gliding through her slit silences her mid-sentence, and she breaks out in a whimper.

“You taste better than I imagined,” I rasp, a tinge of myself mixed with her. That’s how it should be. She should always befull of me. I’ve never been possessive with a woman before, but I didn’t know Emersyn then.

If only I met her before I got fucked in the head.

I push the thought away, sucking her into my mouth and running my tongue over her clit. She cries out, her eyes closing as her fingers glide through my hair. She squirms against me, and I pick up my pace, taking her all the way to the edge.

“Turner…” she moans out as she explodes, her orgasm tensing her legs around my head. I grow rigid again at the sultry tone of her voice, and I stroke myself as I lap up the mixture of her and me. Her breaths are ragged as I rise to my feet, and then reach for her, dragging her off the table.

“What’re you doing?” she squeals as she drops to her feet, surprise in her eyes.

“I’m not done,” I rumble, spinning her around. I bend her over, taking in her perky ass. I land a hard slap, and then push back into her.

“Oh,” she pants at the new angle, bracing against the workbench. I grip her waist, and leverage against her, jerking her body back and forth against mine. A renewed sense of self floods my body, and the high this woman brings is more exhilarating than anything I’ve felt in years.

And now, IknowI won’t regret this moment.

I fuck her until she’s crying my name over and over, her pussy raw and swollen. I come with force, exploding with a groan as I unload for a second time. I catch my breath as I come down from the high, collapsing over her and planting a kiss on her shoulder.

“I’ve been wanting to do that since you showed up here,” I admit, resting my head against her just long enough to take one more breath. I push off her then, taking in the sight of her cum-slick pussy and spread legs. Shakily, she straightens, wincingas she goes for her clothes. Grief fills my chest as she slowly wriggles into the bootcut jeans.

“I’m sorry for hurting you,” I say, taking a step forward and buttoning her jeans for her.

“You can apologize when I’m not walking right in the morning,” she laughs, but then it fades when she meets my gaze.

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