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My skirt slides around my waist, giving him full access.

I’m wide open for him.

I pant, my heart beating at an infernal rate.

On a loud groan, Beckett resumes the kiss, ravishing my mouth, sucking my tongue until I’m writhing against his insanely hard cock. He presses hard against me in response, hitting me where I need it most. My fingers are no match for the precise way he grinds against my clit.

God, I’m close.

Then, everything stops.

Chapter 19

Beckett

“No! Beckett, please,” Arianne says when I pull away from her.

“It would be a waste of a good load—and fairly embarrassing—if I came in my pants.”

I drop her legs and let her slide down my body.

“Oh my God, I do that to you?”

“How many times do I have to tell you that you’re fucking hot?”

Her eyelashes flutter like crazy.

“I… I thought…” She shakes her head. “This is too much.”

“You want me to stop?”

“No. It’s just my brain can’t quite catch up.”

“But your body surely can.”

We grin at each other.

Call me a greedy bastard, but I want both—the girl and the bike.

Rhys made sure to text me the terms of our agreement every single day since he got on that jet.

I have them memorized.

Since kissing is an anomaly in my world, he left it off the list.

It’s been so long since I’ve tasted a woman’s mouth, I was worried I’d forgotten how. I couldn’t get enough of Arianne’s soft lips. And the way she responds to me… damn. If you had told me I could get off by ravishing a woman’s mouth and dry humping, I would’ve said you’re fucking crazy. But here I am, a few breaths away from spilling my load.

As for Rhys’s other cock-blocking rules… as much as I’d like nothing more than to drag Arianne to the floor and fuck her sweet pussy into submission, pounding an orgasm—or four—out of her, I can’t. That would be cheating. I always win fair and square. But there’s no way I’m leaving Arianne’s place without tasting her.

“We’re about to blur the lines,” I tell her.

“I thought we were well past that,” she says.

I weigh my next words. “You’re okay if we make it a little depraved?”

“I’ve never done depraved.”

“Do you want me to take you there?”

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