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“You definitely will.” Shit! Does he mean he wants to be? He did tell my mom it would he an honor to date me just before. I’m too chicken to ask, so I squeeze his dick harder instead.

He groans into my touch. “Baby, I need to get you homenow.”

I bite my lip, knowing that drives him wild. “So, drive, big shot.”

He grins, kissing me chastely as I reluctantly remove my hand and slide back into my seat.

Granted, Cole makes it back in three minutes, without breaking any rules, and when he slides into his garage and the automatic door comes down, we don’t even get out of the truck. He slides his chair back and I crawl into his lap and our mouths meet again. Cole grips my ass and I rock into his body, enjoying how solid he feels beneath me. His body is so damned sexy and strong.

My heart pounds and my pulse races at our closeness and the fact he’s really turned on. We’re really going to do this here?

“I wanted you in my bed,” he breathes. “But I can’t wait.”

I don’t mind that. I grind against him as he squeezes my ass tighter. I tug at his jacket, shoving it off, then, I find the hem of his shirt and my hands run up the underside, feeling his hard abs and chest. He groans at my touch, my fingers taking in every stroke of his body.

“You feel so good,” I murmur.

“So do you.”

He tugs his shirt over his head, tossing it onto the passenger seat as I reach between us, under my skirt, to undo my bodysuit and lift it up over my head.

Our mouths collide again and I’m lost. My senses have literally left the vehicle, but I need him more than I need the air in my lungs. With Cole, the adrenaline running through me is like a current, sweeping me away with the tide. And I want it to go on and on, tossing and turning us, taking us under and over in every way possible. I’ve never had this sensory overload with a man before, feeling such a connection, or as giddy as I’m feeling with Cole right now. I’m so hot for him. His caring, understanding nature appeals to a side of me that I didn’t even know existed.

And I’m here for it. Every single second I’m with him, I feel like I can’t breathe until we’re touching.

His eyes drop to my breasts, my bra barely hanging on for the ride because I’m breathing so heavily. My nipples are protruding into the material, forming hard peaks begging to be touched. He pulls both cups down roughly as I lift so his mouth can reach me. He holds my breasts and dips his head, sucking one nipple into his mouth with a groan. The minute his lips touch me, I cry out, reveling in his warmth and how good his skin feels under my palms. My whole body is burning, and my heart thuds against the cavity of my chest.

I need him naked, and the very idea that it’s about to happen has me tingling all over. I clutch his head, watching him suckle me as he laps at my breast, then does the same to the other one. His tongue licks the end of my nipple, then flicks it back and forth. Oh god, his hot mouth, his lips… it’s too much.

I moan at everything I’m seeing and feeling. “I need you, Cole.”

Our eyes meet and when he says, “Touch me, I’m gonna die if you don’t touch me.” I know that this is going to be a night I’m never going to forget.

CHAPTER 14

COLE

Ainsley thrustsher perfect tits in my face for the second time tonight, and while I’d love to take my time and savor her, we’re both pretty heady with want. She’s just as desperate as I am to get closer, but getting my jeans down is gonna be a challenge.

“I can’t even tell you how glad I am that you wore a skirt tonight.” I cup one side of her face and press my lips to hers chastely.

Her lips curl into a smile against mine. “Here, let me help you get out of your jeans.” She reaches for my buckle, and I’m salivating as I watch her eyes dip below. She tentatively undresses me bit by bit with those sweet little fingers that handle a million books every day, never believing we’d get this chance and she’d be the one handling me.

Ripping that bodysuit off was sheer perfection. I’d pay money to see her do that all over again. Her sexy tits almost coming out of her bra before she unfastened it made me want to come in my pants. It’s like they were begging to be let out for me to play with.

My sexy little librarian.

It’s adorable when she fumbles with my belt because she keeps bumping my cock with her fingers. Then, as she reaches for the button and zipper, she brushes her knuckles over it and I can’t help but hiss. Her eyes dart up immediately.

“Touch it,” I whisper. “Get my dick out and touch it, baby.”

She spreads her knees wider as her skirt bunches up, leaning back slightly as I lift my hips. She yanks my jeans and boxer briefs down in one swoop and my dick jerks. I’m so hard that he bounces against my stomach with a slap and settles there, pointing upwards with need.

Her eyes go wide as she stares down at it. I wouldn’t say I’m a monster, but I’m decent. She bites her lip tentatively, and I place my hand on hers and guide her to my length. I love how flustered I’ve gotten her. I love how the color rises in her cheeks so quickly at the sight of my dick, and more than anything, I love how sweet she looks just before I’m about to take what’s mine. Make no mistake, she is mine.

“Jesus, Cole.” She licks her lips, her tongue gliding across her mouth as her palm kneads me and I hiss. Having her hands on me is like a gift sent from Heaven. I let go of her hand as she fondles me while I move both my hands to pluck her nipples. They’re so delicate, so sweet that I want to taste them again. Everything about her is so delectable. She raises higher on her knees, clearly wanting me to suck on her tits. And I’m here to please.

I cup one tit and bob my head to suck hard on her peak as she continues to stroke my cock. I groan and suck harder as she grinds against me.

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