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Everything becomes more frantic now. Our hands roam all over each other, touching every bit of skin we can reach. When he palms my ass and squeezes, he pulls me directly over his dick.

And I fucking moan.

That unlocks Cole’s primal urge. His eyes are animalistic as they roam over me, wickedness seeping from every inch of him.

He flips us around, letting my back fall into the sofa cushions as he positions himself on top of me.

“How far is this going?” he asks, placing sloppy kisses down my neck. “How far do I get to take you?”

I sigh as he nips my earlobe, already fraught with need and yearning for him to touch me. “Let’s get it out of our systems, Cole. Just tonight, you can take this as far as we both want.”

“Get it out of our systems.” He says it in a disbelieving tone, like he doesn’t think it’s possible. It’ll be hard as hell for me, but this is the way it has to be. There’s too much at stake for him.

“Yes,” I reply, voice needy as his breath tickles my collarbone, now exposed after he pushed the top of my dress aside.

“Fine. One night. And I’m taking everything I want from you.”

“Please,” I plead, already coming off entirely too desperate for him.

His grin is wicked. “I like the sound of you begging.” He nips at my ear again, speaking as his lips brush against my skin, andhis breath heats my entire body. “I’m going to like it even more when I can finally hear you scream for me.”

Cole quickly moves off me, falling to his knees on the floor before me. He places his hands on the inside of my thighs, but I keep them pressed together.

“W-what are you doing?”

“Going to bury my face between your legs,” he murmurs as he presses a kiss to my knee. “Dying to taste that perfect cunt.”

His words send fire through me, and arousal pools between my legs.

“You don’t… have to,” I whisper. “I’ve never been able to come like that.”

Cole stops pressing another kiss to my knee, instead turning up to look at me, eyes devious.

“No one’s made you come like this?” He trails a finger up under my dress before splaying his hand over the top of my thigh and squeezing. “No one has buried their tongue in your pussy, licking you until you lose your mind all over their face?”

“No,” I admit softly. “Most men don’t try, and the ones that did never got me there.”

“Those were boys,” he says, pushing his other hand under my dress as he moves both of them between my thighs. “Boys don’t know what they’re doing. Men, though, know exactly how to make you come. They get off on getting you off.” His face is at my knees, ready to slide between my legs. “And I’m a fuckingman, baby. Now, lean back, spread those legs, and let me show you how good this can be.”

I sit there for a moment, stunned at his insistence. He’s using this as a challenge, and I know I’m not leaving this couch until I’m completely satisfied.

My thighs are still clamped shut as he waits. “Rory, be a good girl for me. Open up.”

Fire licks up my spine, and I’m through holding back. “I’m not much of a good girl,” I tease, letting my legs fall open slightly.

“You will be for me. But for tonight…” Cole meets my eyes, his pupils blown. “Tonight, you can be my dirty little slut.”

Is this the same man I’ve been friends with for so long? I always assumed Cole had a dirty side, but this? Goddamn, this is something else.

And it is so fuckinghot.

He takes his hands and pushes my legs wide open. My dress rides up, pooling around my hips as he lets out a breath. “Are you wet for me, Starlight? When I pull your panties down, am I going to find you soaked at the thought of me making you come on my tongue?”

“Yes,” I say, watching the delight in his eyes. “I’m always wet for you, Cole.”

He flashes me a cocky smile, hands slipping under the waistband of my panties as he pulls them down my legs.

I’m now entirely exposed, but Cole looks at me like he’s never seen anything hotter.

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