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It’s only a matter of time until my worst fear is realized and I lose her again.
Because whether I want to acknowledge it or not, she’s better off without me.
I’m just too damn selfish to let her go…not yet.
Not when I only just got her back.
I shower in record time and slide into the outfit I already set out for myself this morning. Taking the stairs two at a time, I clasp my watch around my wrist and count the minutes that have passed—four.
“I haven’t even finished my drink,” June says from her spot on the couch in the sitting room.
I grin at her and approach the bar. “Gives me a chance to have one, too, then.”
“Aren’t you driving?”
“I am.” But I make one anyway, knowing damn well even if my tolerance to alcohol weren’t so high, I’ll still be under the legal limit.
As if laws applied to men like me.
I pour some amber liquid into a glass and sit on the edge of the chair near June.
She stands from her spot and strolls over to me, her body stopping between my legs. “Your hair’s wet.” June runs her hand along my damp locks.
“Is that a deal breaker?” I ask her, my heart picking up its pace at her nearness, an effect she will forever have on me.
From the moment she sat down next to me in that cemetery, I have been completely enamored with this girl. The butterflies I got that day still present today.
“It’s kinda sexy, actually.” She continues to play with my hair, her touch temporarily melting away my worries.
“Yeah?” I grip her waist and tug her toward me.
She leans in close, her mouth hovering near mine. “Mmhm.”
I bridge the gap and hungrily press my lips on hers. My tongue darts in and dances with hers as she steps even closer to me, both of her hands gripping the back of my head.
She kisses me deeper and I match her intensity, setting my drink on the nearby table without even looking.
With one hand still on her waist, I run the other up her thigh and under her dress. I skim my palm up higher, noting the lack of panties, and continue on my exploration. I glide my hand between her legs and find her wet entrance. Using her moans against my mouth and the arch of her body toward me as permission, I trace my finger along the outside of her and dip it inside, paying attention to the way she tightens around me. I shove another into her and curve my fingers toward the softness of her G-spot, rocking them gently.
“Co,” she breathes into me, her pussy clenching my fingers.
I dig my hand into her waist and stand, nudging her down and onto the chair. I break my mouth away from hers and drop to my knees before her, immediately bringing my head between her legs to taste her sweetness. I glide my tongue over her clit and drive those two fingers back inside but this time with a third to fill her even more. I suck her on her nub, and savor the taste of her lust.
If someone would have told me a year ago that I’d be burying my face in her, I never would have believed them. But here I am, ready to suffocate myself with her pussy.
June scrapes her nails against my scalp and tugs me toward her, moaning and pivoting toward me. “Fuck,” she breathes—her tautness telling me just how close she is.
I wiggle my fingers exactly how I know she likes it, and a second later, she pulsates around me, her body quivering under my touch. I stay there after she’s finished, lapping up the sweetness dripping out of her, wishing like hell I could survive solely on her alone.
Finally, she scoots back and nudges me upward, pressing her lips against mine. “What was that for?”
I kiss her back and stand, holding out my hand to help her up. “Had to start the night on a good note.”
“That wasn’t good, Co. That was fucking great.” She smooths out the wrinkles that have formed on her dress and reaches for her cup, draining the contents of it into her mouth.
“Don’t give me that much credit.” Having forgotten I had even poured myself a drink, I down it in one gulp, the warmth coating my mouth and trickling down my throat.
“Where are we going?” she asks while latching onto her clutch and shoving her phone inside.
