Page 75 of Cougar

I pull my truck into the circular driveway and shut it off before unbuckling my seat belt. “You don’t have to get out. I can get myself inside.”

“Let me at least get you through the front door,” I insist.

She snorts a laugh. “Okay.”

Shoving the driver door open, I hop out, slamming it shut before jogging around to Emerson’s side and helping her out. She’s unsteady on her feet as I help her to the front door.

She pulls out her keys, unlocks the door and turns to me. “Thank—ah, what are you doing?” She laughs as I scoop her into my arms bridal-style.

“I’m putting you to bed.” I kick the front door shut and carry her down the hall to her room with her giggling the whole way.

I lay her on the bed and begin unbuckling the strap of her sexy as fuck high-heel. “I can take off my own shoes.”

“I got it.”

She sits up, grabbing the bottom of her top, and I suck in a breath when she pulls it over her head—revealing her gorgeous breasts covered in a lacy black bra—and tosses it to the floor before reaching for the button of her black skinny jeans. She rolls the zipper down and works them over her hips. Thankfully she’s wearing panties, because I only have so much restraint left. I’ve dreamed of moments like this—

“Pull, Cam.”

And this moment just went from sexy to comical.

I bite the inside of my cheek to keep myself from laughing. Grabbing the bottom of her jeans, I tug them down to her ankles, and she takes over by kicking them off and onto the floor. She moves up to the head of the bed and slides down under the covers, then holds out her hand.

“Come here.”

Hesitantly, I move to sit on the edge of the bed. “Not like that.” She grabs my arm and pulls me until half my upper body is on top of hers. She cups my face and stares into my eyes. My heart is nearly thumping out of my chest.Is this really happening?

“What are you doing, Em?” I whisper.

She presses a finger against my lips. “Shhh.” She moves her hand to the back of my head and guides me down to her. “Just let me.”

I close my eyes just as our mouths connect, and an electric force zips through my veins. Her tongue slips between my slightly parted lips, and that small thread of restraint snaps.

Moving so I’m lying completely on top of her, I take control of the kiss, thankful for the thick covers between us, because as much as I’d love to sink into her, she’s been drinking.

I want to be her next love, not her biggest regret.

She breaks our kiss and runs her tongue over her bottom lip. “Lisa was right,” she breathes before she closes her eyes and passes out.

I don’t know what she means by that, but what I do know is that I’m completely fucked.

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Emerson

“You ready to go?” Bass asks from the doorway.

“I need to talk to you real quick.” I wave him inside.

“What’s up?” he asks as he shuts the door behind him.

I rub my forehead. “I did something last night. Something really stupid. But before I tell you, you have to promise you won’t judge me. It’s just… I was tipsy, coupled with the fact that I’m lonely. Gah, Bass, I’m so damn lonely and—”

He cups a hand over my mouth. “What did you do?”

I lick his palm and he jerks his hand away, wiping it on his shorts. “Not cute.”

“I kissed Cam.” I wince.

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