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If I was wearing basketball shorts, I know I’d be able to feel the heat from her pussy. My jeans, though, are too thick.

“Do you want to order some food?” I ask.

She shakes her head. “Not hungry. You?”

Hungry? Yes, but not for food. I don’t say any of that out loud though.

“Sadie,” I whisper.

She sucks her bottom lip into her mouth. It’s simultaneously innocent and so damn erotic.

“I’m going to kiss you now.”

“Okay,” she whispers, her gaze locked on my lips.

I’ve fantasized about kissing Sadie so many times that a blur of images pinballs through my brain. None of my plans or imaginings could have prepared me for the softness of Sadie’s lips. Or how she softly gasps, opening her mouth to me.

I slide my tongue against her bottom lip, then the top before slipping it inside. My fingers dig into her plump ass as I press her to me. I’ve never been more glad that she wears leggings because I can feel the shape of her. The thin line of her panties letting me know she’s wearing bikini type and not a thong. Not that I expected Sadie to wear a thong. She’s far too practical.

Her tongue brushes against my own and I growl into her mouth. My pelvis rocks upwards without my permission, dragging my denim-covered erection against her core.

She whimpers, her arms wrapping around my neck. This. This is what I’ve been waiting for. To have this woman in my arms, our breath mingling.

She bucks herself against me, rubbing her pussy against my dick. I slip my hand into the back of her leggings and panties, palming her naked backside. I want to put my other hand down her pants too, but we are in public, so I refrain.

I squeeze her ass and pump myself against her again.

She moans into my mouth, deepening our kiss.

I hold nothing back with my kiss. Pouring all my affection and lust into it as she continues to rock herself against me. She’s so sexy I could totally bust a nut like this.

I want to pull back and tell her the truth. Tell her that I’ve always wanted her. That she doesn’t need that science guy. I’ll take care of her every need. Her movements against my body become more erratic and unmeasured. Then she stiffens slightly before her face falls into the crook of my neck as she moans my name.

“Finn.”

“Fuck. Did you just come?” I ask.

She leans back, her brown eyes wide. “Oh my God,” she whispers. Then she scrambles off my lap and takes off in the direction of the door.

I stand to follow, not even bothering to adjust myself. But I’ve barely made it a few steps before someone reaches out with a hand on my arm.

“Finn, hey.”

I realize it’s the owner of the bar, Jett Chambers, so I shake his hand. “Hey, man. Looks like business is doing well.” I glance at the front door just as Sadie runs through it. I’ll just have to drive to her house.

Jett talks to me about some additional work he might want done to the rooftop to add another feature to the bar, and I assure him that Declan will be in touch to get all the details from him.

I’m nearly to the front door when Tina steps in front of me.

“Trouble in paradise?” she asks, her brows arched. “I saw her run out of here.” One hand goes to her necklace to play with the charm. No doubt she’s trying to pull my attention to her cleavage, but I don’t care if she whips her shirt off. I’m not interested.

“She got a call from a family member. I’m headed to her house now. Since we drove separately.”

“I know y’all aren’t really a couple,” Tina says. “You’re way too hot for her. She’s probably frigid.”

I don’t owe this woman an explanation. Still I can’t seem to not defend my girl. “Tina, you don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about. And you sure as fuck don’t know me. Or Sadie. Now move.”

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