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“Fuck, Cole,” she moans.
“I’ve been wanting to do this all fucking night, princess,” I growl.
Someone opens the door next to us, leaving what I presume to be a bathroom. The light from the room is casting on us.
“Whoa, sorry, man,” the guy leaving the bathroom says.
“Don’t stop, Cole. I’m almost there,” Charlie says, her breathing picking up.
It’s so fucking hot that she doesn’t care some guy just caught us.
“I’m coming, princess,” I say, picking up my speed, almost at the brink.
We both come crashing down together, covered in sweat and breathing heavily.
“I told you that you wanted to fuck me,” I say, smirking, pushing myself back into my pants and zipping them up.
For a second, it almost looks like hurt that passes over her face, but it quickly vanishes and turns to a scowl.
“This won’t happen again, Cole,” she says angrily, straightening her dress.
“It happens when I say so,” I tell her smugly.
“You’re a fucking asshole,” she says, before storming off.
I thought if I had Charlotte Rose one time then my hunger would be satisfied, but I was wrong. Now that I’ve had her, all I can think about is when I can have her again. She’s not wrong either. I am an asshole. Sometimes words leave my fucking mouth and I can’t stop them.
I’m fucked.
Chapter Eleven
CHARLOTTE
Irush down the hallway towards the bathroom, pushing the door open and running to the first open stall.
After I lock the door, I lean my head against the stall.
What the fuck is wrong with me? I just crossed a forbidden line. I just did something I’ll never be able to take back.
The worst part? I liked it. I want to do it over and over again. The way it felt to have Cole inside of me was unlike anything I’ve ever felt before. How can you hate someone but want them so bad?
And what will I do if Cam ever finds out? She’d never forgive me. I’m such a shitty fucking person.
“Charlie, you in here?” I hear Cam’s voice as she pushes the bathroom door open.
My heartrate kicks up. I feel sweaty. Did she see us? What the fuck am I going to do?
“Charlie?”
“I’ll be out in a second,” I say, trying to control my nerves.
“Oh, thank God. I didn’t know if you were in here or not. I couldn’t find you on the dance floor, so I took my chances.”
I take a deep breath, putting my hand on the stall door. Fuck, that was close. That cannot happen again.
I flush the toilet, pretending there was a reason for me to be in here, and walk out, fluffing my hair.
“We have to stick together in places like this. Who knows what is lurking in the dark?” She shudders.
