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I slid my hands up his arms, enjoying the feel of his muscles underneath my fingers. “Yeah,” I murmured. “I think it’s good to keep it quiet too.”

“You do?”

I nodded, desire quickly enveloping me.

He groaned, dipping down to meet my lips. His whole body lay over me, and I was done with holding back. If this was going to end sooner than later, I wanted more. “Off.” I tugged at his shirt.

He raised his head, tugging it off. A question was in his eyes as he looked at me.

I tugged his shirt off too, and he took me in, a dark appreciation lighting up there. He ran a hand down my front, slowly, then cupping one of my breasts. “You are so beautiful, Cole.”

I pulled him over me, wrapping my legs around his hips, hugging him tight. “I think you are too.”

He moaned, his mouth finding mine.

We kissed, and touched, and enjoyed each other for a long time. His hand went from my breast to my other, before slipping underneath my underwear. His finger circled my vagina. He breathed into my ear, “Can I?”

I was throbbing, wanting him. “Yes. Please.”

His finger slipped inside of me, and I gasped, arching up against him.

He pushed it in, more and more, and God, I’d never experienced this before.

I mewled, “It feels so good.”

His mouth covered mine, hot and hungry. His tongue too. A second finger inserted, stretching me.

I panted against his mouth, “Lee. I want⁠—”

“Hmm?” he asked, gasping for air too. “What do you want, Cole?”

I wanted more. I didn’t exactly know, just more.

I shook my head, frustrated. “I don’t know, but I⁠—”

A third finger slipped inside.

I almost screamed. It was so much, but a good so much. “Lee.”

He kept thrusting all three into me except he suddenly paused. “Wait. Are you a virgin? There’s no hymen.”

Embarrassed, a strangled cough left me. “Uh. Yeah, but…tampons.” This was a little humiliating.

He grinned suddenly, dropping a kiss to my mouth again. One quick one. “Not that I can say anything, but I went a little Hulk just now, thinking another guy had been inside of you.”

I shook my head. “I’ve not done a lot. Just fooled around at a party last summer before I came here, but that was too pathetic to really say it was something.”

“Yeah?” His eyes gleamed, that possessiveness there again, but happier.

“Yeah.” I grew solemn, loving that he was feeling this way about me, but also knowing that it wouldn’t last. I wanted to get lost in him. I wanted my brain to shut down, my thoughts to go away. “Can we, uh…” I moved against his hand.

Holding himself above me, watching me, holding my gaze steadily, his fingers began thrusting in me and he didn’t stop. He was relentless. Pushing me. Testing me. Stretching. I tried to bring his mouth back to me, but he shook his head, murmuring, roughly, “I want to watch you. Can I watch you? Baby?”

Baby.

Flutters burst in me again.

The baby had me nodding my head, surrendering, and after that, it was intense.