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My hands trace back up her outer legs while my lips plant wet kisses along the naked grooves and dips I missed. Her hot lips are waiting for mine. I dive deep into the warmth of her mouth, stroking her tongue faster and harder.

I find her triangle of curls and her soaking-wet sex. Her fingertips dig into my shoulders as my finger penetrates her. My thumb rubs circles over her nub, stimulating her soft whimper in my ear. I slide my finger in and out, ensuring she’s slick withneed. I feel the heat of desire bursting from her. I pull my fingers out from inside her. She whimpers at the sudden loss.

“Levi.” Even my name is perfect from her lips.

“Come here, beautiful.” I kiss her and place my hands under her bottom. I pin her against the wall again and lower her slowly onto my shaft.

My body clenches as I fill her. I hear her muted gasp of pleasure. My mouth moves over her neck as waves of pleasure crash through me. I can feel her nails digging into my shoulder as I slide in and out of her. The soft growl forming in her chest becomes a soft purr as my tempo increases. My hands are firm on her bottom. I take her breast into my mouth, suckling in rhythm to my pace until I slam her in a wild frenzy of passion. Her body trembles as the power of her orgasm rocks her. She cries out in pleasure, sending my pulsating heat into overdrive. She tightens and spasms around me as my orgasm reaches for release. I ride us to the crest, our lips and tongues muffling our sexy noises.

Hope’s body collapses against mine. So perfect. So amazing. In this instant, I realize what I’ve been missing all these years. And there’s no way in hell I’m running away from Hope Fox again.

I kiss the ticklish spot behind her ear. “Your fucking lust games sunk me.”

Chapter Five

LEVI

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“HEARD THE TOWN meeting yesterday was a shit show.” My brother Wheeler slams shut the driver’s door of the pickup. He circles to meet me at the back.

I tear off the red flag stapled to the end of a load of wood I ordered from the mill. He offered to pick it up since he’d been heading into town this morning, and the extra time allowed me to remove a few sections of the rotting wood along the west fence line—the fence line that touches the Fox property.

Was I hoping to catch a glimpse of Hope lounging at her favorite spot?

Maybe. Yeah. Definitely.

“Every town meeting is a shit show.” I don’t dare admit it’s the best damn meeting I’ve ever attended. I’m riding on sunshine today. But I need a hot second to figure out how I’m going to break it to my family that I’m going to marry a Fox with or without their support.

“Especially when a Wilde and a Fox are patched together.” He slaps my bare shoulder with a chuckle. I shed my shirt hours ago. The heat would loosen the bristles on a wild hog, even in the early morning.

It burns my insides at the thought of my family, the people who have supported me my whole life and who I have supported,disapproving of my decision to marry Hope. But the feud has never been taken lightly. Wildes and Foxes aren’t the only enemies. It runs deep through the town like poison creeping through veins. Kids are raised to pick a specific side. No one questions. No one fights. Friendships and marriages are based on the old feud.

“I heard you ducked out early.” My brother slides a natural cedar log from the truck bed. “And Hope Fox practically chased after you.”

I grunt. “Back fence talk never fails.”

“Yes, the gossip mill is wild this morning.” He nudges my side with a chuckle at what he thinks is clever. “I stopped at Cowboy Cafe, and it was kissing booth this and kissing booth that. Levi this and Hope that.”

I thought about messaging Hope before the sun rose and after the sun rose—and every second between. I didn’t get a wink of sleep after I walked her back to her truck and kissed her goodnight.

The kissing booth is an excellent project to hide behind until we devise a mutual plan to tell our folks. I have to think about her too. Her family could disown her. Hell, so could mine. But I’m not spending the rest of my life without the woman I’ve always loved by my side. I’m ready for a big, hoedown wedding with many babies to follow. Fighting, laughing, making love, and almost being struck by lightning opened my eyes.

“But I guess you two must’ve hashed out a new plan because I saw her and Wyatt looking pretty chummy at the lumberyard talking specs for the new booth.”

“What?” The log slips off my shoulder and slams onto the ground.

Wheeler doesn’t notice. He’s tugging the next log out of the bed of the truck. “At least Hart can stop growling around about a Wilde and a Fox working together.” When he approaches, hegives a sideways glance at the log at my feet. “What’s up with you?”

“You’re missing half my damn order is what’s up with me.”

He drops the log in the pile and slaps his hands together. “There’s not a sliver missing out of this order. I personally double-checked it.”

“This is what I get for not doing it myself.”

Wheeler folds his arms over his chest. “There’s grumpy Levi. I wondered where he was hiding this morning. You’ve been all sunshine and rainbows. Figured you got laid last night.”

I pick up my pace unloading the rest of the truck.

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