Page 15 of The Marine

My eyes dip to her lips.

I lied. I do want something. I want her.

Even just one more time.

More lies.

“Are you?” I ask.

“Am I what?” Briar whispers.

My lips twitch as I force back a smile. I like that she’s affected by me. This time in a good way.

Is her pussy throbbing?

Are her nipples hard?

I can’t look away, but I know they are. I know her panties will be getting wet right about now, because I know her body.

I know if I was to slide my hands inside her skirt, she’d be moist and would moan a little against my mouth as I kissed her. I know she’d beg me to circle her tight little nub and lean against my chest.

And her head would tip backward when I press a thick finger inside her.

I’m stronger now. I could pick her lithe body up and slam my cock inside her with little effort.

Christ.

Now I’m standing in public with a fucking hard- on.

Are you horny, Briar?

Can you forgive me?

Two very different questions.

The moment shatters as someone calls outto get a roomand my hand drops.

I clear my throat. “Let’s go.”

Fucking hell.

I need this erection to disappear in about thirty seconds. I’m getting fitted for pants and a jacket. It’s not going to go unnoticed.

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