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I leaned against the doorjamb long enough to set down the bins and reach into my pocket to turn on the bullet. “Yep.”
“Cooper.”
I picked up the bins again and walked down the hall, grinning at Cole when I heard a faint, “fuck,” from Teagan behind me.
She crowded behind me, twisting my shirt. “You can’t leave it on.”
“Sorry, hands are full.”
“Let’s get moving.” Cole’s voice brooked no argument, and I followed him down the steps. “Want me to take those?”
I tightened my grip on the plastic bins. “No, I got ‘em.”
“Jerk,” she muttered from behind me.
Cole followed us to my car, but I didn’t have it in me to get annoyed about it, especially since Teagan kept bumping into me with a pinch every few steps. We put everything in my trunk, and Cole waited until we were in the car and locked in.
I was pretty sure he wouldn’t be truly happy unless my entire car was armored with bulletproof windows. If shit kept getting worse, it probably would mean exactly that. We’d be shuttled about in protective shielded cars and trucks.
What a sobering thought.
“Would you turn this thing off?”
I side-eyed her and started the car. “Nope.”
“God.” She gave a full body shiver and nudged the seat back a little before buckling up.
“Can’t handle it?”
She gritted her teeth. “I can handle it.”
I gunned the engine, giving it an extra rumble.
She flinched and punched me in the arm. “Keep it up.”
I pulled the remote out. “Does this turn up or something?”
“Hateful.”
I turned it around and found settings along the side. “Oh, look at that.” I liked the sound of pulse.
She lifted her hips off the seat. “What the hell.”
“Didn’t you try this out before?”
“I thought I liked the egg better. I still think I do, because this is torture.” She shifted in her seat, grinding her God
-given assets into my leather. Her scent? Yeah, that was never getting removed from this car.
I reached a straightaway and settled my hand on her thigh. “How wet are you?” I slid it up higher and groaned when she widened her thighs for me to find out. And then I was the one feeling a whole helluva lot of discomfort. Her thighs were slick, and her panties soaked. “Goddamn.”
“I gotta come.”
“Not until we get home.”
She pulled my fingers up closer to her swollen center. I could feel her lips puffing out around the little silver bullet. I had to pay attention to the road, so I couldn’t exactly pull off and take care of her.
“Touch yourself.”
