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My lips unlatch from him to stutter, “But I thought … You didn’t … I wasn’t …”
He places a finger on my mouth, and says, “Stop talking. Stop thinking. Just fucking kiss me.”
When his fingers slide down, and his mouth smashes back onto mine, I lose myself in the moment … to him.
I was always lost to him.
From day one, the moment I saw him play, I knew … it was gonna be him.
It was only a matter of time until I lost my heart to this boy …
A boy I shouldn’t have, can’t have, but a boy whose heart I want nonetheless.
And right now, he wants me too, even if it means nothing to him, even if he only wants my body, right now is all that matters.
Even if I wanted to, I can’t fucking stop, and neither can he.
He’s got his hands all over my body, touching me in places that only turn me on more. His lips turn my mind to mush as his fingers curl around my dress, pushing it up until my panties are exposed. He cups my pussy and makes me clench my legs.
“Fuck … I want you, Monica,” he murmurs against my lips. “Don’t ever say I hate you again.”
“But I do,” I mutter, trying to resist temptation, but it’s too fucking hard when he touches me in all the right places. “I fucking hate you.”
“You say that, but you don’t mean it. Just like me,” he whispers from underneath those beautiful dark lashes. “And I’m done fighting you just to get you to stay away from me.”
That familiar smirk makes my heart flutter with greed.
I’m already lost to him, whether I want to admit it or not.
He’s got me right where he wants me. Trapped between his thick, muscular arms and the wall behind me, I’m longing for his every touch, quaking with need. And without thinking about it, I reach for his pants and unzip them.
He stops kissing me and looks at me intensely for a moment, almost as if he’s gauging my reaction. With his index finger, he briefly caresses my cheek, and my body instinctively leans in to his as he leans in to press a kiss against my collarbone.
“You shouldn’t have come here,” he groans.
Suddenly, he grabs my thighs and lifts me up against the wall, kissing me hard and fast. My arms wrap around his neck as he plants his lips all over mine, leaving red stains of my own lipstick like some sort of victory mark.
He smirks against my skin. “Oh, Monica … You fucked me up so badly. It’s time to return the fucking favor.”
I don’t know whether he means the guitar or his heart.
Either way, I can’t stop him. It’s far too late for that as his hands are already shoved up my dress and he’s pressing his bulge against my pussy. I love how he feels against my body, how he grows thicker with every kiss he gives me, every moan that leaves my mouth.
But the closer he gets to pulling down his pants, the more my legs tense up, and my arms tighten around his neck.
He leans away, looks at me again, and something flickers in his eyes.
“You confuse me so fucking much, do you know that?” he mutters.
My lips part, but I don’t know how to respond or what he even means.
Cole pushes me up against the wall and gives me greedy kisses again, all along my chest. He tugs down my dress far enough until my bra is visible, and then he pulls that down too. The grunts that emanate from his throat set me on fire, and when he grabs my breast and kisses that too, I almost explode.
Yet when his body leans into mine, my legs still want to clench together, even when I tell them in my mind not to.
He inches away again and narrows his eyes.
Just one second.
Then he pulls me away from the wall, still carrying me in his arms with his lips on my skin every other second. “You ruin me, Monica. Fucking ruin me,” he murmurs. “Now lie down and let me give you all the attention you so desperately need.”
Fuck. I hate how he makes it sound as if I’m so pathetic.
But the look in his eyes is anything but someone who feels sorry. Not for me. Not for him. Not for anyone else.
That look … Pure and utter hunger for more.
And it’s so damn sexy that I just go along with it, as he throws me down on the velvety couch and kneels at the edge. He nudges up my skirt and tugs at my panties, tearing them off only to throw them in a corner somewhere. I don’t know because I can’t fucking look away from his hungry eyes as they home in on my body, my pussy.
