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Yeah, fucking right.
There's no way I'll be able to forget this. I've already memorized her every curve. Fallen for the taste of her lips. I'm in serious fucking trouble if she thinks I won't be thinking about trying to do this again. But I can handle it. I’ve convinced many to let me in again.
“I mean it, Lake. It's the only thing that works for me,” she says, stalling her motions.
My eyes narrow, fixing on her face.The only thing that works for me?
That sounds like something I'd say to some chick I wasn't interested in. I think I have used those exact words in the past.This is all I can afford to do. Sorry, Tina. Now hit the road. I came. It's over with.
“Same,” I say instead.
She nods, thankful I agree, and I kind of hate it. What is it about me she doesn’t like? But she's right. Anything more than this one night is going to complicate things. Shit, even tonight is complicating things, but maybe it’ll break this tension between us so we can do what she assumes; focus again. I want nothing more than to focus again.
I can't be this possessive guy who pops off on her for no reason, bursting into her room searching for other dudes. A man who gets jealous over fictional characters in a book that more than likely has already made her cum.You know what? Fuck the brothers of Bearback Mountain.I'm getting heated just thinking about it.
“Fuck Cagen.”
Shit.
“What?” she asks, her head tipping.
Come up with something, you fucking idiot.
“Huh?”
Oh, you fucking moron.
“What'd you just say?” she asks again.
“Fuck Cagen,” I mutter, attempting to save myself. “Pretend I'm him. Fuck me like you'd fuck that mountain man who disrespected you. Use me tonight.”
She bites her bottom lip, but it pulls out into a sexy little grin before a light chuckle leaves her throat.
“I'd never pretend you were someone else,” she declares, rolling those hips again, grinding those tiny shorts along my cock while her eyes bore into me.
Yeah, she has got to stop talking like that.Those words do strange things to a man like me.
She leans forward, trailing her face along my jawline until her lips brush my neck. I turn my head, giving her all the space she needs to do whatever she wants. She plants a few soft kisses beneath my ear, then sucks my earlobe between her warm lips. My hands slide their way down until they find her full ass. I squeeze while thrusting up, groaning again, imagining sliding into her.
Her breath meets my ears before she whispers, “I'm going to enjoy my night with you, Lake.”
Oh, shit. Achingly hard.
“Yeah?” I ask as she grinds those hips into mine again.
She shifts so her lips are now centimeters above mine, her breaths falling upon my lips.
“Like it's the last night we have.” She kisses my lips softly and I tilt my jaw up for more, but she pulls away. “Because it is.”
I still, staring up at her as my heart pounds in my chest. Something about her tone is definitive, and if I know anything about who Dylan is as a person, she generally sticks to her guns when she means it. Where others see her as Type A, I see her as Type D, for dictator. She may not realize how horrible of an idea this is until tomorrow, but at least I can have her for tonight.
I swallow, my hand sliding up and around her neck until my fingers fist into the back of her sandy-colored hair.
“Well then,” I begin, gazing from her lips to her eyes. “We better make it worth it.”
22
Dylan
