Page 45 of Kings Against the World

I can’t censor myself. I can’t help crying out at the feel of his fingers pushing inside me.

He seals his lips over mine in another hard kiss that drags me to the edge. I’ve never been so instantly fucking close, so pissed and turned on at the same time that my head’s spinning.

His fingers move inside me and I clench around him. I clutch the back of his neck, feeling the heat radiate from him as we kiss so heavily and deeply we’ve forgotten to breathe. We’re both desperate, taking what we can from each other.

And then it ends as quickly as it began.

Ozzie tears his mouth from mine, heaving air into his lungs. His fingers disappear from inside my panties and he takes a wide step back. His eyes are unfocused, pupils dilated, as he scrubs a hand over his face and turns away from me.

I’m just as breathless and shocked, still pressed up against the wall.

An uncertain moment passes where neither of us moves or says a word, processing what we’ve done. Then Ozzie starts toward the door. He snatches his room key off the top of thedresser drawers and wrenches the door open, slamming it shut behind him.

It’s the last I see of him for the rest of the night.

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OZZIE

It’spast midnight when I hop on the Screaming Eagle Road King I’ve borrowed from Louie at the Velocity Garage. I need to clear my head and the quickest way to do that is to hit the streets.

The Screaming Eagle roars as I rev the engine and take off down the Strip.

This late at night, Vegas still pulses with life.

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I grip the throttle harder and go faster, cutting off the taxi beside me as the lanes merge. I’m speeding off into the night with no destination in mind, running from the bright lights that seem to be chasing me.

All the temptations I thought I was supposed to be fighting.

I’d come to this tournament telling myself I could handle it and do what I needed to do—I’d play along with Boone’s plan while I partnered with Zoe on her investigation.

For once, this wasn’t supposed to be a bender. This was supposed to be me being useful.

Making a change.

But as I race down the Vegas streets, jetting onto the freeway at speeds against the law, it feels a lot like I’m going in circles.

I’m no less destructive than before. The urges are still there beneath the surface. I’m a powder keg ready to fucking explode at any moment. A reckless man who can’t even control himself.

No matter how hard I try, it seems I always go back to what I know.

Kissing Zoe was another form of that—it was me acting on impulse after a night spent almost losing my temper. I’d had so much pent-up rage and frustration inside me that the only thing I could do in the moment was grab her and kiss her.

Shut her up with my mouth.

She drove me up the fucking wall, yet all I wanted to do was sink my dick deep into that pussy and take out my aggression onher. I wanted to fuck her hard and fast and get rid of the rage trapped inside me.

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