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“Fine, you want to know the last time I fucked someone? Or the last time I let someone wrap their lips around my dick? Or the last time I tasted someone’s sweet pussy?”

She moans, continuing to rub against me, before shaking her head. I lean in closer and whisper in her ear, “Seven years ago, baby. I haven’t touched another woman since you walked out on me that summer, and I don’t give a fuck if you claim you don’t want me. I know the truth. And if you just want sex, that’s fine. Use me, baby, because I’m fucking desperate for you.”

She whimpers at my confession before pulling back, her eyes full of surprise before groaning, “Fuck it!”

And before I can stop her, she launches herself at me, wrapping her legs around my waist, and kissing me hard.

CHAPTER 25

HANNAH

Our mouths collide and I groan at the feeling of finally tasting him again. I might not be able to have all of him after everything that happened, but if he’s offering this, I’m sure as fuck going to take it.

Part of my brain tries to remind me that the reason I ended things hasn’t gone away, but I tamp that down, refusing to acknowledge it right now.

Without breaking contact with my mouth he reaches around and grabs my ass, hoisting me up against him. He pulls back just a bit and sends me one of his signature smirks, before whispering against my ear. “I thought I told you to beg, Hannah.”

“Fuck that, Will,” I say, pulling him in and kissing him again. “Don’t even try to act like you don’t want this as much as I do. Now kiss me before I realize how much of a mistake this probably is.”

At my words, I see his eyes darken in the low light from the street light above us before he’s back, kissing me with even more ferocity. He nips at my lip, and I roll my hips against his hard length between us, moaning as he hits me the way I’m craving, even through the fabric between us.

If I come like this, I’m pretty sure he’ll never let me live it down, I think briefly before deciding I couldn't care less, pushing the thought from my mind and wrapping my arms around his neck.

“Does that feel good, baby?” he asks, lifting my hips and helping me move against him faster. “You want to come like this, or you want more?”

“More,” I moan, pulling his mouth back to mine.

Fuck yes.

“This doesn’t mean anything, though. We just fuck as many times as we need to to get whatever the hell this is out of our system. No drama, no feelings, and no one has to know,” I say, knowing I’m fucked as soon as I suggest it. Is it really what I want? No. But it’s better than nothing, and it’s all I can give him right now.

I think I see a flash of hurt in Will’s eyes at my suggestion, but as soon as I notice it, it’s gone and I tell myself I must have imagined it. He doesn’t reply at first, kissing me hard and running his hand under my shirt to pinch my nipple through my bra.

“God, Will, please,” I beg, feeling the zap of electricity go straight to my core at the way he’s touching me.

“I got you, baby,” he whispers, nipping my neck while continuing to drive me wild with his fingers and the friction from rubbing against his cock.

Just as the words leave his mouth, a car pulls out of one of the spots beside us, and the light from the headlights reminds me of where we are. I suddenly become hyper-aware of the cars beside us, and I pull back, alarmed that I let it go that far without thinking about the fact that we’re basically in public.

“Will, we can’t do this here. Somebody could see and if you think we’re too far from Springside to end up on the STS like this, you don’t know Miss Ethel.”

“Shit, Han, don’t talk about Ethel when you’re grinding that sweet pussy against me,” he groans, before wiping a hand over his face. “And if you think I’m above pulling you in the backseat of my truck in this parking lot, you are sorely underestimating how fucking bad I want you.”

It's on the tip of my tongue to tell him I’d be okay with that when I hear Caroline’s voice cutting through the parking lot. “Hannah? You out here?”

My eyes widen in alarm at the idea of her finding us like this, but she’s far enough away that she can’t see anything from that distance. “Let me down,” I whisper, trying to get him to put me down. “Neither of us are ready to explain this right now.”

Will lowers his voice, not letting go of his hold on my ass. “You may be right, Han, but this isn’t over. You offered yourself to me, and I can promise I’ll be coming to collect. Don’t even bother pretending it’s not what you want. We both know better.”

And with that, he drops me to my feet, moving away from me before calling out, “Hey, Caroline, we’re over here.”

A few minutes later my best friend finds us, pulling Theo along behind her. “Oh my gosh, Han, I was so worried about you. What are you doing out here?”

“Oh, I was getting a headache from the noise, so I stepped outside. I couldn’t find y’all so I made Will come out with me. He thought he had some Tylenol in the truck,” I say, the lie feeling bitter on my lips.

Caroline reaches out, hugging me before turning her concerned gaze on me. “Are you feeling better? We can go if you’re ready!” Her worried tone makes me feel even worse for lying to her, but there’s no way to explain everything to her right now, so I try to push it down.

Part of me doesn’t know why I’ve kept all of this from her for so long. She’s my best friend and I know she’d support me no matter what. But I know that once I start trying to explain everything to her, she’ll convince me to try again with Will, and as much as I wish we could go back to how things were, I can’t.

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