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Her hand snakes around the back of my neck, threading through the hair at the base of my scalp that is beginning to curl up, and I drop my lips against her bare breast.
I suck and nip at her nipple until she starts to moan breathlessly. “Colson, Cols… Oh God, yes.”
Pulling back, I take my hand and tilt her head to where she’s looking at me. “I want to watch you when you come, baby.”
I place my hands on her hips and rock her back and forth, our eyes never leaving each other. It’s painfully slow and each thrust feels deeper than the one before. “Colson, it’s so…”
“I know,” I say breathlessly. “I want you to come for me, I want it to always be me.” A couple more strokes and I feel her entire body begin to shake with pleasure. The way her tits glisten in this lighting along with the way her eyes darken when she cries out, make me lose it.
I groan with a pleasure I’ve never experienced, and Idon’t pull out in time. Her tight pussy sucks the tip of my dick completely dry and I wrap my arms around her waist as her head falls down on my shoulder, neither of us bothering to move an inch. We just sit there like that. Close. A piece of me inside her, and a piece of her inside my chest.
I fall even deeper.
I will love her until I stop breathing, but it is clear that it’s better to love her from a distance. It’s obvious that I don’t know how to not choose Lincoln Bane.
I’d wreck everything for this girl, and if I don’t put some distance between us, I’m gonna wreck my friendship with Reiss.
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Lincoln
When I think I can’t fall any harder for Colson, he pulls me right back in. Cold shoulder one minute and breathlessly kissing me the next. It’s so intoxicating that I almost forget that just a few hours ago he was telling me everything Ididn’twant to hear.
Everything that would take us right back to square one.
But I know damn well that he might be able to bury it, butIwon’t.
I can’t. Not anymore.
“Earth to Lincoln,” Stassie says, waving her hand in front of my face. “I’ve been taking care of your tables for thirty minutes. What the hell is wrong with you?”
I snap back to reality and look up at her.
“Something happened,” she blurts, grabbing myshoulder as she sits down next to me. “Your face is different, Linc. What happened?”
I cut my eyes to her, “What do you mean my face is different?”
“I don’t know, it’s all distant and glowy.” She purses her lips together in a smirk, “You look freshly fucked.”
I jerk my gaze away, trying not to smile.
“Oh my god, you and Colson?” She all but squeals, causing me to jump from my seat and quickly place my hand over her lips.
“Shut up, shut up, shut up,” I whisper shout. “Why don’t you just tell the entire restaurant?”
“So you did?” She teases, wiggling her eyebrows. “I knew it the second he scooped your ass up and limped out of here last night that was definitely happening.”
“Unfortunately, so did Jackson,” I growled. “He sent a message last night saying that I could do better than Colson.”
Stassie shakes her head, “You think he’s mentioned it to Reiss? I mean, surely if other people notice, Reiss does too.”
For some reason, my brother is oblivious to Colson and I and it’s so fucking annoying. It’d be too easy for him to notice and call us out on it. Instead, Colson has to worry about his friendship imploding and we have to keep things under wraps.
My phone chimes on the table in front of me and I pick up the phone to see a message from Colson.
Colson
Come over for dinner tonight
