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“But if you’re not, please stop playing games. Please. For me. Just stop.”

The air around us turned thick. I pressed my lips together as my hand ran through my hair.

“Mila,” I said her name softly. I turned to face her, opened my mouth to say something, but before I could, her trembling hand rose and settled gently on my chest.

“At least hear me out. Then you can say whatever you want, and I’ll accept it and live with it,” she said.

That gentle pressure on my chest...could she feel my out-of-control heartbeat?

“Every time we hang out,” she said, “I have this strange feeling that’s hard to describe. It’s like someone has finally opened a little window to my cage and let in a breeze from the outside world. I think about you all the time. Day and night. I feel dizzy when I see your face in front of me. It’s like you put some sort of spell on me.”

God, I feel the same way about you!

“All day, I wonder what you’re up to,” she continued, looking into my eyes. “I check my phone about a million times a day for a text from you or to reread our chats. Always wondering if I’ve said or done something wrong.Always wondering if you might actually like me too.”

This was too freaking much!

“Like you?” My brow shot up. “Are you kidding? All I think about is you.”

She scanned my face like she didn’t quite believe me. “Then why don’t you want me?”

I exhaled, resisting the painful urge to pull her on top of me.

“It’s not that I don’t want to,” I said, sounding as desperate as I felt. “It’s that—that I just can’t.”

She frowned. “Why not?”

I’m a cop, and you’re my target.

I almost told her; I really almost did. Why not just get it over with? Screw this investigation. Screw it all. But something held me back.

“I’m too old for you.”

“Is that all you got?” Frustration filled her voice.

“And, quite frankly, you’re too good for me,” I added.

“Do you think that because I’m a virgin?”

Having it stated so plainly like that shook me to the core. The memory of me eating her wet heat and gently pushing my finger inside her to feel the barrier of her innocence unleashed an all-consuming lust.

“Yes and no,” I said, realizing that my breath had gotten much faster. Mila’s had as well.

“I’m not that innocent, you know.”

No. Please don’t.

“I’ve fooled around with guys before.”

My eyes darkened. A raging jealously took hold of me. I wanted to find and punch those pricks for touching my girl. Which was surprising, as I had never been the jealous type before.

“I also...” she said in a breathless voice as her eyes filled with passion. “Touch myself a lot when I think of you.”

Against my will, a low growl filled my throat.A picture of her fingering herself as her big tits bounced to the motion of her hips hit me like lightning.

Shit. I was already hard.

“Stop.”

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