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A wicked little chuckle escaped. “Oh, I do. You’re yet to fully understand how much. Start counting down from three, then back up after you reach go.”

My eyes flared. “Why? What are you up to?”

“On paper, this car can do zero-to-sixty in three-point-six seconds.”

“And in practice?” I asked, as nerves erupted in my stomach.

His smirk widened. “A shade under four.”

I gulped as he checked the rear vision mirrors. “Start counting, Boss Lady.”

“Rafael, I don’t think this is a good idea-”

He cut in.“Three… Two… One.”

The breath was knocked from my lungs and my head thrown back against the headrest from the force of the acceleration. Within the space of two inhales, we were peeling onto the freeway at a speed that blurred the outside world. Raf wove in and out of the minimal traffic and accelerated harder, the car responding instantly to his demand for more.

Within those single few moments, the surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins consumed me, and I wanted to experience the kick all over again.

Rafael’s crazed laughter cut through the haze that created a lust-like ache low in my belly. “Doesn’t it make you want to fuck, Boss Lady?”

The rush and his cocky question rendered me intoxicated and speechless.

Another snigger came from the driver’s side. “I take your stunned silence as a yes, then.”

Chapter 20

-Raf-

“Oh my God, I’m shaking!” Greer laughed and held up a trembling hand.

“Welcome to my world, baby,” I crowed, easing back to a more leisurely speed. “You see the lure now?”

She shot me a smile that shattered every illusion in my world. Her happiness was pure, beautiful, and fucking breathtaking. Never had I felt like this with a woman in my passenger seat. Even the half-clothed ones that sucked me off while driving home didn’t compare to the vision next to me.

I could practically have any woman I wanted riding my dick, but ever since Boss Lady entered my world, all that faded into the background and my hunger for her, and her alone, consumed me.

I glanced right and got hit by a spike of want. Heat exploded in my chest, causing each beat of my heart to be painful and uneven. Greer literally stole my breath by simply looking at me. I divided glances between her and the freeway ahead. Her chest still rose and fell at an elevated rate, and each pant came out a little husky. The leg closest to me had completely escaped the high split in the side of her dress, gifting me with an entirely toned, smooth thigh to drool over.

That wave of anticipation seared downward and unashamedly hardened my cock. I didn’t care that she saw. In fact, Iwantedher to see what she did to me.

Unable to help myself, I squeezed my dick quickly, and then dared to slip my hand onto her thigh. When she didn’t slap it away, I pushed the boundaries further by sliding higher until I became restricted by the silky fabric of her dress. I felt the contour of her inner thigh and groaned, knowing that if I moved a single finger a quarter of an inch higher, I’d brush her pussy.

“Fuck, Greer,” I growled, more so to myself than for her benefit. “I can feel your heat. Fuck, I want to see how wet you are right now.”

Her gasp filled the car, and I swear her legs opened a fraction wider.

“Raf,” she said on an exhale, her voice brimming with blatant desire.

“Say it, mamacita. I fucking dare you.”

I stole another glance at her, and shit, I wanted to unravel and set free the greedy bastard within. Greer’s eyes lay half-closed and heavy, weighted with a need that I could fuckingsmell.

“Say what?” she whispered.

“That you want me to touch you.”

A ghost of a laugh met my ears. “Doyouwant to touch me?”

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