Page 59 of If I Could


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“Why do you eat lunch at your desk every day?”

“Why do you pay for everything with hundred dollar bills?”

He stops abruptly and I prepare for him to get mad at me for what I assume he considers to be prying. But he doesn’t. Instead he turns to me, his eyes on mine.

“Why do you have to look so goddamn hot and adorable at the same time?”

I’m so surprised by the compliment I pause a moment then say, “Why do you have to be such an ass and then be really sweet so that I don’t know which is the real you?”

He steps closer. “Why do you pretend you don’t like me when you really do?”

“Why did you agree to pretend to go out with me?”

“Who said it was pretend?” He drops the bags of chips he was holding and cups my face, his eyes locked on mine.

My lunch sack falls to the ground and I look up at him, breathing hard, completely turned on by our rapid-fire banter and the sexy look he’s giving me.

“Why’d you show up here?” I ask. “Why now? When neither one of us is looking for a relationship?”

“Who said it’d become a relationship?”

“If it’s not, then what is it?” I shoot back.

“Why do we have to know?”

“So you’re okay with this just ending when one of us leaves?”

“Are YOU?”

“Why don’t we just go with it and see what happens?”

He pauses, his eyes lowering to my lips. “Why don’t we stop talking?”

I swallow. “Why don’t we?”

“Can I kiss you now?”

I close my eyes and whisper, “Enough with the damn questions.”

He kisses me and I feel it all the way down my core, warmth spreading between my thighs. He grabs me around the waist and pulls me into him. I feel how hard he is, the length of him pressing against me, and want him even more than I did last night. But we’re out in broad daylight and not that far from the garage. We’re deep in the trees but I can’t risk someone seeing us.

“We can’t do this here,” I say as his hand disappears under my skirt, a light-weight billowy skirt that keeps blowing up in the breeze.

“You want me to stop?” he asks, kissing my neck.

“Yes,” I moan, loving the feel of his lips on my skin, trailing down the deep neckline of my shirt. I tilt my head back as he kisses between my breasts.

“Sage,” he groans. “Fuck, you turn me on.”

I grip his hair as his hand skims up my inner thigh. He tugs my panties aside and slides his fingers over my slick center, then plunges one inside me.

“Kyle—” I was going to tell him to stop but he’s already started and there’s no way I’m ending this now. What he’s doing feels so amazing I can barely keep myself up. I lean back against the tree and let him keep going.

When the pleasure overtakes me, I have to bite my lip to keep from making too much noise. A quiet moan escapes me as I collapse back against the tree.

“Still want lunch?” Kyle asks. I open my eyes and see him smiling at me.

I smile back, my heart still struggling to recover from what he did to me. “I should eat before my break’s over.” I pick up my lunch. “Do you have to go?”

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