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“Stop talking to me like that or I’ll paddle you.” The thought excites her. Shit, it excites me too just thinking about it. Groaning at the thought, I grind against her.

“Larson, you better not.”

“Oh, you don’t want me to?” I know for a fact she does.

“No normal girl would.”

“I warned you,” I whisper. I pull her tighter against me and reach my hand under her dress. I groan at what I feel underneath. The moan she lets out runs down my core.

“What are you doing?” she groans.

I gently bite her neck, making her whimper. “Reminding you how talented my fingers are.”

“We’re in the bathroom.”

“I know. No place better, babydoll.” I inch my hand farther underneath her sad excuse for a dress as she grows tense.

“Jake, this is ridiculous. You can’t fondle me in a goddamn bathroom.” She’s right. But I’m not in my right mind to even care. I saw her with that loser, and my possessive personality immediately took over.

“What do you know? That’s exactly what I’m doing.” My hand reaches the outline of her panties.

Her panting grows faster. “Jake, stop torturing me.” I can tell she’s about to blow. BecauseIam.

“Shhh,” I say, sucking her neck. “Just enjoy the ride, baby.” I move my hand under her panties and instantly grow hard. “I wanna feel you. Ihaveto.God, it was killing me seeing you with him, knowing you’re wearing these panties.”

She moans louder and throws her head back. I hold her up so she doesn’t fall just yet. I rub her slowly, making her writhe. “Ohhh, you’re killing me.” She’s now undulating against me. She’s beautiful.

“God, baby.”

She’s becoming undone in my hands.

There’s no way I can let another guy have that.

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