Page 48 of Roar & Lizzy: A Forever Kind of Love

Her glass broke at his feet as Lizzy dropped the drink in her hand and snaked her arms around his neck. He pressed his cock between their bodies, feeling her leg move against the outside of his thigh.

I like our friendship played in his head, over and over. Our friendship.

It took him breaking the kiss to hold her up as she trembled with arousal. She was unaware of dropping her drink. She was unaware of the way he struggled to not hurt her.

When he took her, and he would, she would know it was him inside of her making her his.

Several minutes later, his body hadn't rebounded. He was still hard and aching, but Lizzy was soft and melting against him, allowing him to hold her up.

He kissed the top of her head. "I'll walk you home."

A soft moan of disappointment came from her. He wrapped his arm around her, holding her tight. It wasn't the drinks or the high heels making her unsteady. She held on to him, her fingers moving, silently begging him not to let go.

He crossed the street with her and walked her to the door.

Coco answered Lizzy's fumbling with her key in the lock. He continued to hold Lizzy.

"Hey." Coco took in Lizzy, looked at Roar, and blew out her breath.

He patted Lizzy's hip. She stepped away from him, gazing over her shoulder as she went inside and stopped, turning back around and facing him.

Friendship, his ass. Not the way she was gazing at him.

"You best get up to bed," he said softly.

She smiled, her eyes going half-mast. "You, too."

There it was. She'd imagined him taking her up to her bed.

"Night, Lizzy."

She blinked slowly and whispered, "Night, Roar."

Coco reached out as Lizzy swayed, guiding her away from the door. He nodded at her protective friend.

The door shut. He waited to hear the lock click, and then he walked away.

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