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The door opened and I couldn’t help the smile that crossed my face at the sexy rumpled mess she made. Joss’ hair was pinned on top of her head in a messy bun and she wore black yoga pants that sculpted to every curve and muscle of her thighs and legs, and an Ole Miss t-shirt that had seen better days.
“Ben,” she sighed, and a little quirk of a smile parted her lips. “You’re here. Again. Uninvited. Again.”
“I am. Are you busy?”
Joss folded her arms and arched a brow. “Super busy, can’t you tell by my incredibly busy and important outfit?”
Since she brought attention to her clothes, I took my time to look my fill. “I don’t know about busy and important, but I’m not complaining about what I see.”
“Thanks, I think.” Her gaze went to the two bags dangling from my fingers. “What are you bribing me with this time?”
“I wouldn’t say bribing you, I would say that I’ve brought taco fixings for my favorite soccer coach.”
She kept her arms folded and leaned against the door frame with a smile. “Favorite, huh?”
“Yep. Can I come in?” I held my breath in anticipation of her answer, knowing there was a good chance she could send me away.
Joss pushed off the door and nodded me inside. “Only because you brought tacos.”
“I’ll take access for the tacos because I know you’ll let me stay for my sparkling personality and dazzling wit.” I batted my eyelashes at her as I stepped inside, inhaling her fresh from the shower scent for a brief moment, smiling as her laughter sounded behind me.
“You sure do think highly of your personality and your, ah, wit.”
“I’m not offended because I hear the laughter in your voice, and I know you secretly enjoy my company.”
“Yeah? How can you be so sure it’s not just the fact that you bring me food?”
I dropped both bags on the kitchen table and turned. “Dammit, how can I compete with tacos?”
“Who says you can?” Her tone was playful and that was irresistible to me. I took a step forward and Joss took a step back. “What do you think you’re doing?”
I took another step forward. “I’m trying to compete with tacos. What else?” Three more steps and I was right in her pretty smiling face, cupping her face while my thumbs slid up and down her jawline. “Objections?”
Joss let out a low, shuddery breath. “Well, let’s see,” she said, stalling and I took advantage of the moment and captured her lips with mine. Her lips were as soft and plush as I remembered, and the kiss instantly turned to fire as she pressed her curves up against me and wrapped her arms around me. Tight.
I walked her up against the wall, pressing my body into hers so she could so how crazy she made me, how hot and hard I was. How ready I was for her. Now.
We kissed fiercely, almost like the hormonal teenagers we wrangled all day, and then Joss moaned. She moaned into my mouth and I swallowed it and deepened the kiss, sliding my tongue deep in her mouth, grazing over her teeth because now that I was here, capable of tasting every inch of her, I fully planned to take my fill.
Completely.
Joss lifted a leg over my hip so our bodies were perfectly aligned and it was my turn to groan, to growl from somewhere deep in my gut as I pressed against her, enjoying the way she gasped out her pleasure and shook with need, and it was all for me. Her hips began to move, up and down, scraping the length of my cock through my jeans as her breaths came in faster and harsher.
I tore my lips from hers because I needed to see her face as she took her pleasure from me. “Go ahead Joss, take what you need. Make yourself come on my cock.”
Heat and surprise lit her blue eyes and her lips parted. “Such a dirty mouth, Principal Rutherford.” A sexy growly laugh erupted from her and I pushed my hips a little harder. “Oh!”
“I think I might like it when you call me Principal Rutherford in this context.”
“Yeah?” The word came out low and breathy, her smile was radiant.
I nodded and leaned in to brush a kiss on the column of her neck, her collarbone until she let out a satisfied, strangled noise. “Oh, yeah.”
“Well, there’s a couch about ten feet away.”
Without another word, I hoisted Joss in the air and growled when she wrapped her legs around my waist, and let me carry her to the living room where I sat and left her panting and growling on top of me. “Joss, you’re killing me.”
“Yeah? Maybe you need to focus on something else.”
“Maybe,” I agreed and slid my hands under her t-shirt, finding her delicious breasts bare, her nipples hard, pointed tips. “Yeah, this is perfect.” I removed her shirt and tossed it aside, revealing pale, plumps breasts with perfect pink nipples that made my mouth water. She whimpered when my tongue circled one nipple and then the other.
