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My legs shook, and once again I raised my hands, pressing them against the wall at her back. My body shuddered, and a low growl rumbled in my throat. After a few seconds, Sugar slid back up onto her feet, slipping in between my arms. My breathing was heavy, my breath blowing against her loose hair. She giggled, my lazy gaze watching her as she pulled her bottom lip between her teeth.

“Damn woman,” I murmured. I dropped my hands to her lower back and pulled her forward. My still fucking hard cock slipped between her legs, the texture of her jeans against my sensitive skin almost enough to set me off again.

“We better get going,” she said with a smile. “Before someone comes looking for us.”

Brushing her hair back from her face, I took note of the blush that tinted her cheeks, despite her confident attitude. “When did that shy girl from the swimming hole become a damn minx?” It was like seeing the difference between hot and cold.

She’d been so reserved as I touched her, sinking my fingers inside her pussy. It was like she wanted to escape, to run and hide in shame. Yet, here she was, in a busy hospital, getting on her knees and swallowing back my load like a fucking practiced hooker. But she wasn’t that at all, and I think that was why I found it so fucking hot. Sugar was this classy as fuck, beautiful and strong mother, who took the time to come out of her shell and didn’t make a point of drawing attention to herself. And she wanted me so fucking bad that she was willing to risk us being caught out and thrown out on our asses for public indecency, in order to return the favor I’d given to her days ago.

For a second, I saw her eyes widen like she was confused or shocked at what she’d just done.

“Hey,” I murmured, reaching out for her. She stepped back, looking down and shaking her head before lifting it to look at me, the deer in headlights look gone and replaced by a perky smile.

“Come on,” she laughed, refusing to acknowledge my concern.

She ducked under my arm and reached for her bag as I grabbed my pants off the ground and tucked my dick back inside, before zipping and buttoning them. When I turned around, she held her shopping bag in one hand and was holding my hat out to me with the other.

I grabbed her wrist and pulled her forward, causing her to fall against my chest while I took my hat from her other hand and placed it with the cap at my neck.

“Ready?” she asked with a smile.

“Because this isn’t gonna be awkward,” I grunted.

She pulled away and headed for the door, running her fingers through her hair to try and tame it. “No, it won’t be because they don’t know. Only we do.”

She pulled the door open, not even bothering to look to see whether anyone was coming before strolling out.

“That’s the problem,” I muttered, shaking my head as I followed after her.

This woman was everything, and I wanted to be a part of her life, to see where this could go. I’d never wanted to claim a woman before, to keep her as my own. But here I was, choosing now to make that commitment, and picking the one woman who I couldn’t fucking have.

Optimus was gonna kill me.

Not even an understatement.

But I was willing to face the firing squad if it meant possibly having her forever.

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