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Not that there’s anyone else I’m remotely interested in, but I can’t let his possessive ‘exclusive’ declaration go completely unchallenged.

Even if the growled promise caused a rush of arousal to soak my panties.

Ryan’s large palms slide beneath my legs and heft me high enough to sit on the desk, flipping us around, so I’m caged between him and the wooden furniture.

Holy hotness!

I glance toward the closed classroom door, a brief thought about being caught in a compromising position crossing my mind, but it’s swiftly dismissed in favor of enjoying being manhandled by Ryan.

Because I’m a sturdy woman, and he just hoisted me in the air like a freaking featherlight baton.

Fucking, Miss Second-Grade Teacher filter.

Fucking…I like the sound of that.

CHAPTER SIX

RYAN

“So. Many. Orgasms.”

The thought of Paige with someone besides me lights a flame of jealousy in my belly. I know she’s only teasing, but that doesn’t stop the urge to prove how I’m the only man she needs.

“We’re dating. Exclusively,” I repeat, nipping at her delicate earlobe.

“So bossy.”

“Soright.” My hand slips under her knee length skirt to skate up the smooth skin of her inner thigh. “Let me give you a taste of what you can expect with me as your man, baby.”

Her breath hitches at the endearment, or maybe it’s my fingers bypassing her panties to rub between her wet folds. Either way, I like it. I want to hear more of her labored cries and wordless gasps.

My lips trace a path down her cheek before landing on her pretty pink lips and claiming them in a possessive kiss. My palm grinds against her clit as two fingers dip into the tight heat of her pussy.

“I guarantee that as my girl, you will never want for anything.” I punctuate the point with a sharp twist of my fingers, so the tipsmassage the sensitive spot inside that makes her nails dig into my arms.

“That school endowment? For you. A home cooked meal to give you a break? I’ll be over at your place every damn night if that’s what you need. And let’s not forget about orgasms.

Paige whimpers.

“So. Many. Orgasms.” Her body shudders with her release, and I smirk.

This is going to be fun.

“That’s one.”

***

“Hornby, over here!” I call out to Gage while the team finishes practice. After yesterday’s conversation and fingerfucking Paige to three orgasms, I figure it’s best to lay my cards out on the table when it comes to his sister.

Because I’m definitely planning on sticking around for a long, long time.

“What’s up, coach?” Gage skates to a stop in front of me, sweat dripping down his temples as he inhales deep breaths. Today’s practice was a tough one as we prepared to face our rivals on Saturday.

“I want to talk to you about Paige and my feelings for her.”

“Oh.” A grimace transforms his young features.

Laughing at the immediate change in his demeanor, I shake my head. “Don’t worry. I won’t go into details. I just want to let you know that I’m serious about her and to ask if you have any issues with us being together.”

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