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Grabbing my phone from where it apparently had fallen on the ground, I quickly type something out and hand it over to him.

‘I’m not shutting down. Still in the ‘What the fuck is happening?’ moment. And the car scared me.’

With a snort, he grabs my hand and tugs me back to the car. Opening the door for me, I slide back onto the seat. Once my feet are inside, I hold out my hand for my phone, but he’s playing with it, bouncing it back and forth between his hands while staring at me.

I’m so fucking confused when he shoves it into his back pocket. Some sort of decision or thought crosses over his face that looks akin to determination. I frown at where he’s stuck my phone and point toward it, then up to him with a raised brow.

“Yeah, fuck waiting,” he practically snarls, then lunges toward me and wraps a hand around the back of my neck. Fisting my hair at the base of my skull, he yanks my head back, then slants his mouth over mine.

I gasp, surprised by the force of his kiss and the low thrum of pain where he’s gripping my hair, the roots screaming at me. Chester takes advantage of my gasp and drives his tongue inside my mouth, and we both groan at the contact.

My hands claw up his arms and dig into his shoulders, trying to get closer, but he yanks my head back, forcing me to look at the roof of the interior. He scrapes his teeth along my neck where he had kissed me so gently before, and that tightness falls away again.

A cry falls from my lips when he sucks at the tender skin, forcing me to grab onto his head and hold him against me. The way he’s working his mouth up to my ear sends me into an uncontrollable tumble off a cliff, my pussy clenching around nothing.

Fuck me, I didn’t know that was a sweet spot of mine that would immediately shove me into a state of need. I could come just from the way he’s working his mouth over my pulse.

Another cry tears through my throat as I drop my head back, giving him more room. He nips once more with a low, rumbling chuckle before dragging his tongue up and over my chin, finding my mouth once more.

He growls against my lips as our teeth bang together, both of us driven to a state where I’m about to tear my pants off and drop myself onto his cock. I suck his tongue when he starts to pull back, readjusting my grip on his hair to keep him close to me.

I don’t know when his hand left my hair, but he drags his palm up my back again and laces his fingers through once more, yanking hard to remove my mouth from his.

My breaths are coming out fast and heavy, and chest heaving and aching for him to touch me. Kissing Chester is like kissing the reaper at death’s door. He’s consumed me and as my vision starts to fade back in, I realize I was starting to lose oxygen. He literally took my breath away.

“Enough for now, baby,” he whispers against my lips. And this time, when he presses his lips to mine once again, there’s no tongue, no fire. Just comfort and gentle affection. A soft caress to calm me, and him too, I suspect.

As he backs away and releases his hold on me, I don’t chase after him. I sit in stunned silence as he reaches around me to buckle my seatbelt and I barely register him informing me we need to get to the bar now.

He may have asked if I was okay, but I don’t know. I don’t think I’ll ever be okay again. Three men have kissed me in the past week. All three so very different, but all of them have filled me with a fire I didn’t know I possessed.

They’re going to kill me.

Chapter 26

Con Fuoco

Vance

When a finger pokes my back, I set the bottle of wine into my basket and turn around, then drop my eyes lower. Susu’s twinkling eyes staring up at me, a massive grin stretched across her face.

“What are you doing here?” I check my watch and frown at it. “I thought I had another thirty minutes before we were meeting.”

I had talked with Chester earlier today and told him that Susu and I were going to skip practice and I planned on grabbing her from the bar and taking her back to my place.

Not for anything in particular, but I thought it would be nice to spend some time alone together. I wanted to make her dinner, have a nice evening where we can be alone and talk. Knowing that she struggles to talk in front of people, I figured that doing something in the privacy of my home would make her feel more comfortable.

After checking the time on my watch, I glance at Susu and see that her smile has fallen away.Fuck. That probably came out completely wrong.

“I’m sorry. I’m not unhappy to see you,” I tell her with a smile, but she doesn’t reciprocate. Instead, she looks around us to see if there’s anyone in the vicinity. “Susu,” I call her to get her attention.

Her eyes flick up to mine as she steps closer, then whispers, “I was grabbing a drink. Should I leave you be?”

Shaking my head quickly, I hook my hand around her elbow and pull her closer. “No. Absolutely not. I had planned a surprise and was just shocked to see you. I thought Chester was picking you up?”

This time, her smile is a bit more reserved, whispering again, “He did. You weren’t there yet.”

“He let you leave the bar?” I ask, raising a brow and hold back a laugh at her scowl. “Nevermind. That’s a silly question. So let me tell you my plans, then.”

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