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Night had fallen,and most people were getting drunk, partying, having sex, and playing pool. Others, like me, were just sitting at the bar, flirting with the club whores and sipping on beers.
Amelia stepped into the room and strode straight over to me, a slight limp to her walk. Without hesitation, I moved the blonde on my lap off me, letting my eyes trail over Amelia. As soon as she was close, the scent of strawberries washed over me; she had obviously just gotten out of the shower not too long ago.
Her hair was dried and hanging straight down her back. She had pulled on short-as-fuck jean shorts and a black netted shirt that only covered her chest, leaving her toned, flat stomach on display. She had on a black sports bra under the netted shirt.
I didn’t know if her goal was to turn me or not, but either way, she was accomplishing it.
She smirked at me and stepped between my legs. “Like what you see?” she purred.
I smirked and let my hands settle on her hips. “Where you’re concerned, baby, I always like what I see.”
She turned her head to smirk at the blonde who had just been sitting on my lap. The blonde—fuck, I couldn’t remember her name—looked angry, to put it lightly. “What’s wrong, Lacie? Pouting because Cole doesn’t want you once I come into the room?”
Lacie got in Amelia’s face. I tightened my hands on Amelia’s hips. I knew Amelia well, and I knew she didn’t take kindly to people getting in her face. It usually ended with the other person getting punched—or worse.
“Be careful when you leave men just lying around, Amelia. They may be your seconds, but one day, I’m going to fuck one of them, and they’re no longer going to want you. Most people may just see me as some club whore, but at least I don’t open my legs as much as you do,” Lacie spat at her. A low growl rumbled from my chest.
Amelia’s fist flew out before I could stop her and connected with Lacie’s jaw, sending Lacie crashing into one of the tables. I stood up and dragged Amelia out of the bar room and down the hall to my bedroom. I pushed her inside and walked in, closing the door behind me. “Was that really necessary, Amelia? You’ve got to stop starting unnecessary shit with people.”
Amelia rolled her eyes at me and strode over to my bedroom window to gaze out of it, her arms crossed over her chest. “You’ve got an interesting choice in women, Cole,” she said, ignoring my statement to her.
I ran a hand through my hair in aggravation. “Obviously. I keep fucking with you, don’t I?”
She turned around strode back over to me. “Do you like fucking me?” she asked softly, trailing her hands under my shirt, looking up at me from under her lashes.
I closed my eyes and slowly breathed out. Fuck, she knew she had me wrapped around her finger the second she touched me. It wouldn’t matter if she only touched my arm; I was nothing once she laid her soft hands upon me.
“Yes,” I admitted, opening my eyes. I grabbed her chin and pulled her face to mine. “I love fucking you. In every. Fucking. Position.”
I closed my lips over hers, and she wrapped her arms around me, splaying her hands over my back. Gripping her hips, I pulled her closer to me, allowing her to feel just how hard my dick was for her. “Fuck me, Cole,” she whispered once we pulled back for breath. “Please fuck me.”
She sure as hell didn’t have to tell me that twice; I got it the first damn time she pleaded. I pulled her shirt over her head and then proceeded to pull the sports bra off after it. Her breasts were finally free, and I didn’t waste a moment closing my lips around her nipple and sucking hard. I led her back to the bed, all while my lips never left her chest. She stumbled a bit, her breathing ragged, moans tearing themselves from her throat. She was lost in the lust-induced haze that I caused, and I loved that I had that effect on her.
I skillfully laid her back on the bed and kissed my way over to her other nipple. She tangled her fingers in my hair, moaning. Fuck, her moans were so goddamn sexy. I had never been with a woman that could make me feel like Amelia did. She made me want to rush and dive inside of her without the foreplay. Being with her was always so fucking intense.
I slid her shorts and panties off, tossing them onto the floor. She sat up, pulled my shirt over my head, and unbuckled my belt. There was a slight wince when she moved her shoulder a certain way, but I wasn’t going to acknowledge it at the moment. I knew it would make her uncomfortable, and it would ruin the mood.
And I needed to be inside of her more than anything.
I got off the bed and finished getting undressed so she wouldn’t have to do it and hurt herself further. Once I climbed back onto the bed, I pushed her legs apart and slid my tongue inside her slick, wet pussy. Fuck, she was already so wet.
She cried out, clenching the blanket in her fists. “Fuck, Cole,” she whimpered.
“That’s it, baby. I fucking love it when you say my name like that.”
I swirled my tongue around inside of her, sliding out occasionally to lick her clit. Once she came, I wasted no time in sliding my cock inside of her. I grabbed her hands, lacing my fingers with hers, and held them above her head. But I was careful about holding the arm that was connected to her injured shoulder a certain way so that she wouldn’t be in any pain.
She wrapped her legs around my waist tightly as I began to fuck her into the mattress, pounding in and of her sweet cunt over and over. She threw her head back, crying out my name. We moved together, meeting each other thrust for thrust. Once we came, I rolled to the side of her, pulling her into my arms.
Fuck—one day, Amelia was going to be the death of me.
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Amelia
Itried rolling over and huffed in frustration when I felt something constricting my waist. I looked over and saw Cole’s sleeping face next to me. Cursing, I shoved him off me, sliding away from him. I didn’t do this shit.
