Page 103 of Revved up & Ready

Cam steps out, putting himself between my smarmy ex and me, towering over him almost comically.

Is he going to hit him? Would he do that?

“No fighting!” Luke yells from behind the bar.

“Come on!” Cam yells back. “This guy sucks!”

“And quit fucking yelling,” Luke responds.

After Luke’s warning, Cam takes one step back, and I move in close to him again, waving Kelee to step in closer too. “Anyway, I wanted you to know Jared just tried to get me to hook up with him. If I were you, I’d want to know. I couldn’t live with myself if I didn’t say anything.”

“Are you fucking kidding me?” she yells at Jared, slapping him hard in the face.

It’s awesome.

“I said no fighting,” Luke’s stern voice calls from behind the bar. “You two.Out.”

“You still good?” Cam asks me as we weave through the crowd to get away from the chaos we may or may not have just started.

“Oh yeah. I feelamazing.”

“That was really hot,” he says, a little growl in his throat before he kisses me, and not in a subtle, appropriate-for-public way. One of his broad hands grabs my ass and pulls me against him as he dips my head back, searching my mouth with histongue. I meet him with the same fervor. When he finally releases me, I’m panting for breath.

“Thatwas really hot,” I say.

Still holding my body against his, he rocks his hips, rubbing his hard cock against me. “Want to do something about it?” he asks, lips tipping up in a smirk that guarantees trouble.

Rolling my body against his in every place we’re already connected, I answer, “Hell yes.”

Cam’s hand wraps around mine, and he pulls me through the crowd toward the back door. We’re only five minutes from home, but it feels like an eternity.Maybe we can get started in the car.

But when we reach the end of the hall, Cam doesn’t open the back door to the parking lot. Instead, he shoves open the door across from it.

Allie’s office.

I should protest. I should feel bad. I should not fuck my boyfriend in my friend’s office. And yet, I’ve never done it before. So...

Cam closes us into the small room, cradling a hand behind my head as he rocks me into the hard door. Hands squeeze my thighs and roam higher with urgency that matches the press of his lips against mine. His fingertips explore my hips, and up to my waist, looking for panties I never bothered to put on today.

He groans my name, throwing his head back and digging his fingers into the soft flesh of my ass.

Bringing my lips down on his neck, first over the rose at the center, then kissing across the roaring cheetah face on one side, I suck, kiss, and nibble, devouring the tart taste of his skin.

“No panties? You’ve been walking around like this all night, and I didn’t know?” He grips me by the waist, spinning me around and pushing me forward onto the desk.

The dress rolls up my back as I land with my chest pressed against the wooden surface, ass propped in the air. I’m wildly exposed, and not a bit of the nerves or shyness I once felt remains. Lifting onto my toes, I arch my back, giving him the best view possible. When I look over my shoulder, I see he’s stepped back, staring at me slack-jawed.

“You’re so wet for me already,” he says, running his finger through the slickness between my legs. “Another minute and this would have been dripping down your legs.”

“I wantyoudripping down my legs,” I say.

He steps back again, licking the taste of me from his finger. “I like the sound of that,” he says, eyes focused on my sex.

“Are you going to stand there and stare all night, or are you going to fuck me?” I ask.

His hands immediately drop, unfastening his pants and releasing his straining cock. I only get a second to enjoy the sight of it before he steps forward, gripping my hips and slamming into me.

I cry out at the sharp sensation, but it quickly fades into hot, intense pleasure. His fingertips dig into my soft skin as he thrusts into me again and again. He picks up a punishing pace, drawing whimpers from my mouth each time he drives forward. The desk crashes against the wall with every thrust, and before long, he’s rocked me so far forward that my toes no longer touch the ground.

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