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“He won’t. Only you.”

My cock convulses in my sweats, and I heave in a deep inhale to fucking keep me in check. “Make sure you’re fully awake before you start spewing things you don’t know the consequences to.”

“I know what I’m saying,” she replies confidently.

“Show me.” I can’t believe those words just left my mouth, but I need to understand what we are before I blow this.

I’m not sure what level we’re on, and I’m fully aware that it’s moving fast, but I’m holding by a thread. I have to know where she’s at so I can move accordingly and not royally fuck this up for myself.

Magnolia rises on her toes and hovers her lips over mine. “Like this?”

Motherfuck me.

“Like however you want,” I mutter, meeting her hazel eyes. “I’ll take anything—” Her lips straight away crash into mine, and I drop my hand from her face to heave her up against my chest by her hip.

On opened mouths, our tongues meet, a wet mesh of need and fucking desire that courses and beats through years of tag and dodgeball.

She wraps those plush lips around mine again and I groan, my dick already fucking throbbing in untainted lust at how unbelievably perfect she is for me. How much I want to own her in every which way and destroy Harrison in the process.

Her hands roam my chest as I keep mine locked on her waist, giving her free rein over my body while I try with everything in me to remain still. She gets this moment, the one where there’s no pressure or smartass words coming from my mouth. She gets to explore while I practice my use of self-restraint to hold on and just chill.

She delves lower, over the waistband of my sweatpants, but she remains there, uncertain of if she should continue what we started in her kitchen or slow this down.

And I pray to fuck she takes this another step.

“I won’t touch you,” I vow evenly through a dense exhale. “But, God, Magnolia, touch me. You’ve had my heart for a long time. I’m never going to fuck you over.”

Like Harrison.

“I know,” she whispers off my lips. “But you said if I made you come, you were going to fuck me.”

I guttural moan escapes my throat and I remember it, I definitely recall saying it, and she’s not wrong. Except, I’m not sure this is the right night to be buried deep inside her when she’s got a handful of chaos going through her head.

“Was that a promise or…”

“Mags,” I warn. “Please don’t.”

Her pretty features soften, but it’s those hazels that give her away. I’m not sure if it’s because we’ve known each other since we were kids and she’s watched me become an idiot over the years or if she’s completely done fleeing from me. However, I know she’s not a goody-two-shoes. She’s had her own fun over the years when she saran-wrapped Mrs. Henderson’s car when she failed everyone’s paper in her English class because no one wanted to attend her reading retreat.

“Don’t touch you or make you come?” Magnolia asks, trying to sound innocent when she’s everything but. She’s about to break through my inner turmoil of chill and have me go full out zero fucks given right now.

“Fuck.” My forehead falls to hers. “Are you trying to kill me, Mags? Because I’m really trying to be a good guy here. One you deserve.”

“You do deserve me, Asher. It always should’ve been you in the first place.”

“You regret that?” I hate that my tone almost sounds excessively needy for the answer. “Running away from me for years?”

“Yes. I see so much in your eyes. I see everything you’ve been telling me. All the truths and how I’ve been stupid.”

“I knew I’d get you, Magnolia. It was only a matter of time.”

She chuckles low in her chest. That sweet tone of hers only making my cock swell. “I guess I should’ve seen that coming.” It’s only but a breath later that her small fingers torturously wrap around my cock and slightly squeeze. “Speaking of that…”

“You’re playing with a really strong urge of mine right now that requires me between your cunt. Magnolia, I’m serious about—”

“Do it. I’m done fighting—” She gets nowhere else when I reclaim her mouth and drive her back toward her bed. We fall into a heap as I begin to work at her shorts, yanking them down her legs and keeping her panties on. Peppering urgent kisses down her cheek and to her beautiful neck, I suck and lick at the sensitive skin to where she promptly rewards me by arching her back for more.

“Condom,” I growl out. “I didn’t bring one.”

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