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Lincoln started fucking my mouth with his tongue, deep, long licks that resonated everywhere. He dominated my mouth, his hand on my lower back pulling me closer, pushing his firm thigh against me as my breasts pressed on his chiseled chest.
I moved my hips in a frantic, driving rhythm, rubbing my core on his thigh, as he breathed dirty words against my lips, promising me everything if only I would come. His lips captured every whimper and moan from my mouth.
I faintly remembered we were in public, but it seemed unimportant at that moment. I just needed release.
And then it happened—my core spasmed, waves of pleasure shooting through my body as I shook against him, my whole body throbbing. It took my breath away, leaving me feeling dazed and out of sorts.
He pressed his cheek upon mine, his tongue darting out to lick my sensitive skin before he growled, "Good girl. That’s my fucking girl."
Once more, he pushed his thigh against my core, the scent of him wrapping around me, suffocating me with its heady intensity. His lips roamed along my neck, sending shivers down my spine as I surrendered myself completely to his touch, the rush of desire overwhelming me with its intensity.
The door at the end of the hall suddenly slammed open and a rush of photographers poured in, their cameras all aimed at us.
“Fuck,” Lincoln growled as I froze against the wall.
“Who’s the girl?” was yelled by one guy in a thick black trench coat, his camera shuttering away as he took a million photos. It was finally enough to jerk me out of the lust fog I’d been temporarily paralyzed by.
I lurched to the side, removing Lincoln’s hold, and then I took off down the opposite way of the photographers.
“Monroe!” he yelled after me, but I didn’t look back.
I opened the first door I came across, yelping when I saw a couple fucking against a wall.
“Sorry,” I squeaked, slamming the door shut and taking off again, my heart hammering in my chest.
I glanced over my shoulder and saw that Lincoln was talking to the photographers. A small part of me winced that he wasn’t coming after me, but I pushed that thought away.
Why would he?
After checking two more doors, I finally found one that led back into the staff area. I ran through a doorway, and there was the kitchen.
“Monroe!” Caleb called as I dashed past him.
“Sorry, I’ve got to go,” I tossed over my shoulder before bursting into the cool night air.
The door slammed behind me and I closed my eyes, a shudder racing across my skin.
Flashes ofhimhit me like a bullet train. His hands caressing my skin, the feel of his lips tasting mine…I’d just left him. And I already felt hungover. Undone.
Destroyed.
Because I wasn’t sure that I would ever recover from what had just happened.
Not for the rest of my life.
CHAPTER 13
MONROE
By the time I made it home, a stumbling wreck through the dark, cool night…my walls were up.
That had just been a glitch in the system.
Something to keep me warm for the rest of my life, my night with the hockey star.
It was better that way. He was a distraction, and when he left, because a girl like me could never be more than a passing amusement to a guy like him…I’d have probably messed up my whole life trying to keep him.
“Everything’s going to be different,” Mama said excitedly as she helped me into the only dress I owned. She looked different than usual. Her eyes were happy, and she was smiling. That never happened. She was dressed up too, in a tight black dress, and her lips were painted a dark red. I wondered if she’d let me wear some lipstick, too.
