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Cole let his hand travel down my back, and slip between my shorts and the soft skin of the small of my back. I felt the tingles travel through my belly.

I tipped my head back. He spun me toward the wall and reached under my shirt, squeezing my breast. The way he touched me was like torture, but the kind of torture I craved. Pain mixed with pleasure.

“I don’t know what this is between us, but I feel it.” His gaze was so intense I lost my breath. He loosened the button on my shorts and grabbed my waistband, sending my shorts to the floor. I moaned as his fingers played between my legs. “Do you feel it?”

“Mmm-hmm.” I was surrounded by whatever this thing was between us. I could feel it in my skin, my chest, and deep within my core.

Had he felt it for as many years as I had?

Cole’s hands disconnected from my body. I was breathing heavier than I could remember. He unsnapped his shorts, and I bit down hard on my lip as I heard them hit the floor. He grabbed the underside of my bottom and wrapping my leg around his waist. He slid my panties to the side as his cock nudged to my center.

We were reckless. I was desperate for him to be inside me. I wanted him to erase the last hour of misery.

“I love fucking you.” He breathed into my neck.

I almost screamed as he thrust inside my pussy. I wanted him more than anything in my life.

He pushed me harder against the wall. My wall was flat against the peeling paint. Our bodies were in perfect unison.

“So, don’t do that, Kaitlyn. Don’t tell me you’re leaving.” He growled in my ear. “I’m not ready for you to say good-bye.”

“I won’t.” I panted. “I won’t leave.”

“I need you so fucking badly.

He dug his hands into the small of my back and this time I couldn’t suppress the screams. He felt so damn amazing. Yes, please, more of this all night long. I rocked against him until I felt the sweet pressure building uncontrollably. My hands splayed against the wall, tilting my hips upward.

He slammed into me.

“I have to get a condom,” he hissed.

I whimpered as he pulled out and searched his shorts for protection. It was standard now for him to carry it with him. He rolled it on over his cock quickly and pushed inside me.

“You like it when I fuck you like this?” he asked.

“God, yes.” I was his. On the bed. On the wall. In the shower. I’d always wanted to be his. “Don’t stop, Cole.”

“I won’t.” His mouth covered mine in a hungry kiss.

He pumped inside me and my body shuddered with total abandon as the release enveloped me. Cole held me as we both vibrated and quivered. I felt drunk. Tipsy on sex. We collapsed to the floor. My legs straddled him and I rested my cheek against the cotton of his T-shirt.

I sat up to kiss him. “Mmm, you taste like a margarita.” I giggled.

“Funny.” He laughed. “This crazy girl threw a drink on me tonight.”

“I spilled it.” I corrected him and licked his bottom lip.

“Seriously, Kaitlyn. I meant it. What I said just a minute ago.” He sat up so he was resting on his elbows.

My heart was pounding, and there was a chance it was loud enough for Cole to hear it.

“I’m not ready for you to leave.” He leaned down and kissed me on the forehead.

“I’m not ready to leave.” I wanted another kiss. I brushed my lips over his. “Can we finally come up with a plan to talk to Ryan?”

He bristled. “Let’s take this one step at a time. Tomorrow Grayson moves in.”

“Moves in?” I sat forward.

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