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With the extra inches of height, I’m that much closer to Cole’s mouth, and he takes advantage of the fact. Fingers clasp my chin, and a thumb brushes over my bottom lip. Then he leans down to press a kiss where his touch just left.

He’s gentle, and I’m surprised to realize I want Cole to be rough. I want to feel ravished. Consumed. Like I’m the air his lungs need to breathe.

Well, if he’s not going to give me what I want, maybe I should take it.

Reaching up, I cup the back of his head, tangling my fingers in his sleep-mussed hair, and press myself into him. A groan tears from his throat, driving me on. His hands fist in my borrowed T-shirt just as I lock my ankles behind his waist.

Is this too wanton for a first kiss?

Doesn’t matter when it feels this good.

Cole is fresh mint on my tongue and hot touches on my skin. The way my mind grows hazy with his kiss has me doubting reality. Maybe I’ll wake up and find myself in my own bed in my own apartment, the sheets tangled around me because I couldn’t keep from thrashing with phantom pleasure.

If that is what this ends up being, I’m going to enjoy every second.

Cole’s tongue explores my bottom lip, then licks along the seam, requesting entrance. I part for him, unable to stifle the eager noises with my mouth open to his. Every sigh and moan pulled from me drives him deeper.

With my legs around his waist, the center of me presses against the hardest part of him. An ache, a longing to be connected with him in that way overwhelms me. It has me grinding against him.

“Bed,” I mumble, trying to convey my want without detaching myself from him.

Cole pulls back, and I anticipate an eager race back to the mattress we were christening earlier.

But the bastard doesn’t make a move to leave. Instead, he traces the shell of my ear with his tongue, causing a convulsion of pleasure to wrack my body and muddy my brain.

“What am I to you?” His warm breath is in my ear while his talented hands dig into the tight muscles of my back.

He makes concentrating hard.

“What?”

“You and me. What is this?” Cole asks the question in between trailing kisses down my neck.

“I-I can’t think w-when you do that!”

But Cole doesn’t stop. He only adds his teeth, making me shiver and moan.

“We’re dating,” he provides in a husky voice. A lifeline for me to grab onto.

“We-we’re dating? You want to date me?” I gasp out the questions.

His response is to drop a hand to my ass and pull me hard against his erection. “Mmhmm.”

“You and me?” I whimper when he palms one of my breasts, easily finding my hard nipple through the cotton.

“I’ll make you feel good. I’ll make you happy.”

Everything in me is shouting, but I can’t make out the words. Wasn’t there some reason I shouldn’t date Cole? Something about him being bad?

But that can’t be right. He said he’d make me feel good.

“Say yes, Summer.” And he’s back to worshipping my mouth

Say yes?

Is it that easy?

When he pauses again, I take advantage of the opening.

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