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“I need your dick,” I tell him, reaching for his belt, undoing it and the button on his slacks before he even has a chance to protest.

“Shouldn’t you get back?”

“I need your cum first,” I tell him. “I want your cum inside me for the rest of the night. Maybe then you’ll remember who I want.” I reach up and press my lips to his, and my sex throbs in response to the taste of myself on his lips. “And later you can lick yourself out of me.” We’d had the conversation soon after the first time we brought it up about not using condoms, and it’s been about two weeks since we last used them. And as expected, the sex got even more intense.

Something about being skin to skin with no barrier and him filling me up over and over and over again made us both insane with lust. Neither of us could get enough.

“Christ, Sloane. You’re unbelievable. Damn, I’m crazy about you.”

“I know.”

“I actually I think I’ve gone insane with how unwilling I am to give you up.Give this up. Even when it can cost me everything,” he murmurs against my lips just as he lifts me into his arms and presses me up against the door. He lines his cock up with my pussy before pushing inhard, and I fall forward against him and bite down on his neck to muffle my squeal.

“Fuck, you okay, baby?”

“Yeah, just… you’re in really deep, Daddy,” I moan before dragging my tongue up his neck to his sweet spot.

“I am not going to last long,” he grunts in my ear.

“Good, give me what I want.”He pulls back, and with my back still pressed against the stall door, we both watch as he goes in and out of me.

“That’s so hot. Look how pretty your pussy looks wrapped around me,” he groans.

“Look how hot your dick looks inside me,” I respond.

“The only place it belongs,” River responds, and his sweet words, coupled with this sexy moment, have me barreling closer to the edge again.

“You’re going to make me come again,” I whine.

“Yeah? I love how responsive you are to me. I swear I could look at your cunt some days and you’re ready to come.” He presses his forehead to mine and begins fucking me faster. “It’s the same for me. Fuck, I’m going to come.”

“Really now?” I ask.

“Yeah.”

“Careful… River Kincaid, all this romantic talk sounds like you might be falling for me.” I giggle.

“I think I’m already there,” he groans, just as I feel him expanding inside me.

CHAPTER 23

RIVER

How is it that every time with her is even better than the last?I think as we exit the stall.

She immediately goes to stand at the mirror, but I grab her hand, pulling her back toward me. “You’re so gorgeous,” I say before I press my lips to hers. “Promise you’ll save me a dance, later?” I ask, referring to later when she comes over.

“Of course, baby. All the dances.” She giggles before standing in front of the mirror to fuss with her hair and reapply her lipstick. She also takes a small perfume out of her purse and sprays it on her,and yep, now I’m hard just from her scent.

“I’ll go out first?” I nod at her, but not before pressing another kiss to her lips, and then she’s gone.

I scrub a hand over my jaw before sending it through my hair, and I can’t believe it was really only a month ago that I stood in a bathroom in North Carolina, wondering if I’d ever get more out of a relationship. I know Sloane is young and she’s not looking to settle down now, but when she is, if I’m still around, she’s exactly the kind of woman I could see myself with for the rest of my life.

I pull the bathroom door open, and my heart fucking stops when I see that Sloane has not made it far, and Mack is standing right in front of her.

FUCK.

His eyes immediately find mine, and I think he goes through about five different emotions in one look—shock, anger, disappointment, fury, rage, and probably more.