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“Good girl.”
“Fuck,” I mumble as a fresh wave of desire washes over me. He’s going to have a huge-ass wet spot on his jeans.
He chuckles. “I don’t give a fuck about my jeans, Charlie girl. All I care about is you and giving you what you need. Do you need to come?”
“Please.”
“I wish we weren’t here,” he says gruffly. I stiffen, and he’s quick to explain. “Not here in this darkened hallway of High Tide. I wish we were at my place, in my bed, where I could see you. Where I could taste you. You’re not getting the full experience here, sweetheart.”
“I’m good with half.” He rocks his hard cock into my core. “Half is so good,” I tell him.
“Promise me you’ll give me another shot at this. You’ll let me take you on my bed or fuck me, your bed, and you’ll let me worship you. Tell me I get another chance.”
“Depends on your rating, and right now, you’re at a zero, Pennington,” I say, trying to rile him up so that he’ll give me what I want.
“Is this an extension of our kissing game?” he asks, humor evident in his tone.
“It’s whatever it needs to be for you to make me come. Please, Spencer.”
“This is how this is going to go. We’re not rating tonight unless it’s our kisses. I’ll give you what you need, but I need a redo. Immediately. I need to show you what it’s like to truly be cherished, and I can’t do that here.”
“Fine. Yes. Okay. Whatever.”
“Promise me, Charlotte.”
“I promise. Just get on with it already before someone catches us.”
“My pleasure,” he says. The next thing I know, his thumb presses harder than before while he thrusts his hips, and his lips capture mine. It feels as though he has ten hands, and they’re everywhere as I draw closer to the abyss of pleasure he’s offering.
“Spenc—” I can’t even form his full name as his thrusts grow faster. I rock my hips, and that’s all it takes. I fly high and feel as though I’m falling at the same time, but in reality, my back is still braced against the wall, and Spencer’s hold on me is firm. My orgasm rolls through my body like a tsunami. Wave after wave of pleasure, unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. When I finally feel human again, I open my eyes to find his dark chocolate eyes watching me intently.
“That was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.” He kisses me hard before helping me stand back on my feet. He makes sure my skirt is pulled down and that I’m steady before releasing me.
“I… should be getting home.”
He nods. “Come on, baby. I’ll walk you out.” He slides his arm around my waist and pulls me into his side, and I lean into him. He walks me to my car and opens the door for me. “Are you sure you’re good to drive?” he asks.
“I’m sure.”
“You have two choices. You call me when you get home, or I can follow you home.”
“I’m an adult, Spencer. I’m capable of getting myself home safely.”
“Two choices.” He holds up two fingers.
“I’ll call you when I get home,” I grumble.
“Good girl.” He smirks as he leans in and presses a soft kiss to my lips. “Drive safe.” He steps back and waits for me to buckle my seat belt before closing the door and rapping his knuckles on the hood of my car.
I give him what I hope is a bright smile. This is never happening again. The drive home is only ten minutes, and my mind races the entire drive. When I pull into the driveway, I’m grateful the house is dark. There’s no way to hide that something is up, especially from my sister.
Once in the house, I strip down and turn on the shower before texting Spencer.
Me: Made it home safe.
My phone rings, and I see his name. “Hello?”
“You were supposed to call.”
