Secret Confessions: Down & Dusty – Brooke Read Online Free PDF Page A

entered the dry grass on the side of the road.
    ‘Think about this, Brooke. If I undo my seatbelt, there won’t be anything to stop me from bein’ all over you.’
    ‘Except the threat of my brothers,’ she murmured with bitterness.
    ‘No.’ He turned to her. ‘There’s no threat there. The only thing you need to worry about tonight is me.’
    Could she? Should she? He’d walked away twice. Was she stupid to try for a third? Of course she was. But this was Heath. The man she could never deny.
    ‘Undo your belt.’ She nibbled her bottom lip, holding her breath as he did as requested.
    He shoved himself from the vehicle, rounding the bonnet to arrive at her side, his eyes dark with determination. He yanked her door open, hauled her out, then slammed it shut again and backed her up against the cool metal.
    There was no warning, no notice. His lips were on hers in a heartbeat, his hands possessively on her waist before she could close her eyes. Heath cherished her with his mouth, kissing heat into her lungs and desire into her core.
    ‘Tell me you want this.’ He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth, ran his tongue over the tingling flesh.
    ‘I do,’ she panted. ‘I always have.’
    ‘No.’ He pulled back and cupped her cheek. ‘Tell me you’re happy not to wait for a clean bed and soft sheets. I’ve always regretted taking your virginity in the back of my shitty ute. I never knew you felt the same way until last week. I don’t want to make the same mistake twice.’
    She blinked at him, momentarily bereft of words. ‘I don’t regret that day. I only said that to hurt you.’ She smashed her lips to his, kissing arousal into every inch of her body before she pulled back to meet his gaze. ‘And besides, it’s been a while, but I can’t lose my virginity twice.’
    He frowned, then slowly his lips tilted in slow-dawning realisation. ‘You know what I meant.’
    Yeah, she did. And she adored him for it. She never expected him to return to Milpinyani as a more charming and tempting man. But clearly he had. She reached out a hand, placed it over his heart and smiled. ‘I don’t care where we are. I just want to be with you again.’
    He growled, sinking his hips into hers, the hard length of his shaft pressing against her pubic bone. He stole her mouth, her breath, her focus, kissing her into oblivion as his fingers worked the buttons of her blouse, shoving the thin material off her shoulders.
    Their lips never parted as they stripped—kicking off shoes, shucking pants, even as the crinkle of a condom wrapper split the air. It wasn’t until she was standing in nothing but her black G-string and Heath in his shirt that they came up for air. He yanked at the material at her thighs, while she scrambled to get the last item of his clothing over his head.
    Then they were naked, their chests heaving as the moonlight shone down on them.
    He was gorgeous, from the defined muscles of his pecs, all the way down the light dusting of dark hair at his navel, to the thick, protection-covered erection jutting between them.
    ‘I wish you knew how many times I wanted to return to you.’
    She shook her head, focusing on his collarbone. ‘Don’t.’ She didn’t want to hear the bullshit.
    Gently, he gripped her chin, levelling their eyes. ‘You think I walked away without looking back, and that’s fine. That’s what I wanted you to believe. But it wasn’t easy for me, Brooke. Even as a kid, I knew you’d always be mine.’
    Sincerity stared back her, warming her heart to the point of pain. ‘I don’t want to believe you.’ Not when the years apart had almost killed her.
    ‘You will.’ He lifted her, taking them both to the front of the car to place her naked arse on the bonnet. ‘Eventually.’
    She clutched his shoulders, biting the inside of her cheek when the head of his shaft brushed her entrance.
    ‘God, you’re wet.’
    He ran his length between her pussy lips, back and forth, covering himself in