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“Rose,” he groans. “You're killing me here. I'm trying to be gentleman about this.”

“Who said I liked gentleman?” I rebuttal quickly. I mean, usually I do. I'm a girl who was raised by a man who drilled manners into all four of his kids like our lives depended on it. Yet for some reason, sitting here with Lachlan, I don't want the nice guy. I want the feral, unhinged version of him.

His hand lands on my thigh. I jolt from the touch alone, then close my eyes as his grip tightens.

“You're playing a dangerous game, Ace. Do you know what you're asking for?”

“I don't remember asking for anything,” I say back, my voice near a whisper.

He shakes his head. “You're saying it with those eyes. With that mouth that's begging to be kissed. With these thighs desperate to be spread open. You didn't ask out loud, but I'll be damned if your body hasn't begged for my attention since the moment I walked over.”

Fireworks go off inside of me. It's like each word works overtime to send me in a spiral of lust and need. I turn to find Bridgett again only to see her looking at me already. “You good?” she mouths. I nod slowly as I give her the same questioning look. She gives me the affirmative, then makes the motion of her finger going in a circle as she points to the back of Lachlan's head. That's basically her seal of approval as she tells me to let the night go where it needs to.

“You want to give her my information? That way, she knows where to find me. I can tell her the hotel number and everything.” Before I can answer him, he's tugging me over to Bridgett. “Hey,” he says. His voice trails off once he realizes he doesn't know her name.

“Bridgett. I'm Rose's sister.” She looks giddily at the two of us. Almost like she's a proud parent or some shit.

”I'm going to show you my ID and then tell you my hotel information, so you know where Rose is. Safety first, right?”

I watch my sister as she swoons a little for Lachlan in that second. She's always been big on men who respect women enough to make sure their needs and comfort are met. While he may not be interested in her, the fact that he's going through the trouble for me means a lot in her book.

He pulls out his driver's license, which he shows Bridgett. With her penchant for names, she'll have him memorized and filed into that big brain of hers right away.

“I'm over at the Marquis in Room 7324. My stay is only for tonight. I'll be sure to return her to you before then.”

Bridgett's grin makes a smile appear across my face too. “Funny that. We're at the Marquis too. Different floor though. Your post fun times walk won't be too long then. Go on you two. Have fun!”

My sister pulls me into a quick hug, then pushes me towardsthe door where Lachlan leads us away. His other hand holds a phone, which he uses to call someone. Not even two minutes later, a car pulls up to the curb.

“Ride is here. This is your last chance to back out, Rose. I won't be mad either way,” he tells me. His body is tense, though I suspect it's from lust and not because of anger.

I shake my head as I reach for the door handle. “No backing down. I really am here to celebrate the end of an era. I want to go out with a bang.”

The look he gives me tells me that picking him was definitely the right answer. He's the type of man who sees tonight as a challenge. Not to bed me, but rather to make it spectacular.

He pushes my hand away, then opens the door himself. Once we're both seated inside, he turns to me and covers my mouth with his.

CHAPTER 4

DANGER AHEAD: HOT AS FUCK AND LIKELY TO MAKE YOU WANT THINGS YOU CAN'T HAVE.

Lachlan

I kiss Rose like I'm starving. Like I've been a man adrift at sea with no food or water. Or a straggler, roaming the desert searching for the real water source, not a mirage. I don't want the dream. I want reality.

And reality is much better now.

Here.

With Rose.

Pillow soft lips meet mine tit for tat, giving as much as she takes as I devour her. There's not a drop of space between us, and dammit if I don't wish we were already home so I could show her just how badly I want to worship her body.

Her thighs begging to be spread. Her ass demanding to be slapped. That pussy... I bet it's weeping for me. I'll know soon enough.

Our bodies press impossibly closer as we try but fail to climb into each other's skin. I need her wrapped around me. Need every inch of her touching me. I'm not sure if it will be enough. Still, I try.

Tugging her to straddle me, I push the partition between the front and back up to make it to where the driver can't see us. Left to the privacy of our small space, I trail my mouth over her exposed skin without hesitation. My hands grip her hips, holding her still while I take my time.

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