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I need more of him.

I rock my hips to grind against his cock. He's hard. He's hard because I'm in his lap, because his hands are on my breasts, because he wants me.

There's too much fabric in the way of our bodies connecting.

"More," I demand.

He lets out a low grunt of approval as he pulls my t-shirt over my head. Then he's adjusting our positions so I'm straddling him.

One hand cups the back of my head.

The other toys with my nipple.

He pulls me into a deep kiss. It's messy in the best possible way.

It's deep.

Intimate.

Like this is more than sex.

When our kiss breaks, he looks up at me, his green eyes wide with desire. "You want to come on my hands or my face first?"

My sex clenches. I want to be as dirty and bold as he is. I muster up all my confidence as I stare back into his eyes. "Your face."

He lets out another one of those low deep groans. Then his lips are on mine. Desire pours between us.

Affection too.

I want more of him than his body. I want all of him.

But this is all I can have.

It has to be enough.

I tell myself it's enough.

I don't believe it.

Then Joel's dragging his lips down my neck and I don't fucking care if it's enough.

I don't care if I'll break when this ends.

I need him inside me.

Now.

He palms my ass, lifting me enough to bring my chest to his mouth. He sucks on my nipple. Then it's flicks of his tongue. Fast. Slow. Hard. Soft.

He scrapes his teeth against me.

"Fuck." I have to tug at his hair. "More."

He does it again. Again. It's hard enough it hurts, but it hurts in the best possible way.

I take his hand and bring it between my legs. Dirty Bella is taking over. I don't even have to try. Hell, I'm not sure that I have a choice in the matter.

Not when I'm with Joel.

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