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“I do feel good when you look at me. You are so fucking beautiful,” she moans, staring down at me as she rides me. Cupping my face, she lowers her close, pressing her mouth to mine. “When I feel you looking at me, I get so hot. My entire body lights up. Because you want me.”

“Yes, I want you. I fucking need you, Kinsley.”

“Yes, yes, I need you. I didn’t want to, I tried not to, Kane. I need you, baby. Please, come inside me. Let me feel you, baby.”

“Fuck, yes. Such a good girl, kitten. Come here, going to fill you up.”

We come together, my cock jerking inside her, filling her with my cum. It spills out of her as I slide in and out slowly, loving how dirty her pussy looks covered in my cum. Kissing each breast, I tuck them away again, fixing the strings before I reluctantly pull out of her.

“What now?” she whispers in the dark.

“Now I am going to cook you dinner. Pasta because I think you will love my cream sauce,” I tease her with a smirk, stepping from the truck with her still wrapped around me.

Kinsley gives me that giggle and I love it. I live for it. Inside, I strip her of her clothes, letting her steal my shirt while we cook. Seeing her in my clothes, smelling her on my skin, it’s the sexist shit ever.

We make a good team in the kitchen, even if I stop every few seconds to kiss her. Or to let her kiss me. I do make us pasta and we sit together at the table, my hot tutor draped across my lap as we share a big plate of the stuff. All night we talk about classes, about our dreams, and about how it will all change now that we’re together.

And when I tell her I don’t want the night to end, she leads me to her bedroom. I spend the entire night adoring her beautiful body the way I tell her it should be adored. When I fall asleep with her draped across my chest, I declare our first date a success.

But I am already planning the next date.

Chapter Nine

Kinsley

Dating is a helluva lot more fun than I remember.

Kane is the best boyfriend a girl could ask for. Our first date was like a meet cute come to life. We didn’t want it to end, so it never ended. When he woke me up the next day—with his mouth between my thighs—he said he wanted to take me home to Crystal Cove, his hometown. We spent the entire weekend there, having a dozen dates.

We went out to dinner, went to The Parlor for movies, walked through Bancroft Gardens, hell we even parked and made out at Crystal point. We stayed in a cute hotel on the edge of town. We never had to hide away there in Crystal Cove. I could kiss him at the movies or hold his hand as we walked down Main Street.

Back in Harmony Hollow I insist we play it safe. We have our tutor sessions at the library, where I refuse to sit next to him. I know neither of us will keep our hands to ourselves. For every tutor session, he gets another date night. Not that he needs the agreement we made for me to want more date nights with him.

“How can I focus with you looking so good?” Kane grumbles, eyes eating me up as he taps his pen anxiously. “And it's been two days since I've had you, kitten. I need to get inside you.”

“Kane!” I hiss, chancing a look around us. “Behave. You promised to be a good boy during our sessions. Besides, whose fault is that, running back?”

Kane grins because he loves whenever I use any football talk. He spent two days out of town for a road game. We spoke on the phone until late, but I feared I was posing a distraction. On his way home after their win, he told me what he thought about distractions.

“Everything else is a distraction, kitten,” he had purred into the phone. “You are the best thing I have going on in my life. All this other stuff just gets in the way. All I want is to be with you, Kinsley.”

That was the moment I knew I was in serious trouble. Because it has been just a few weeks since this started, but both of us started falling long before. I fear before this semester is over, I am going to be so in love with him I won’t survive losing him. And I fully expect to lose him.

How can I expect Kane to stay here in Harmony Hollow when the whole world is waiting for him? He will get drafted and have a storied career in the NFL. Some team will snap him up and he will start a new life somewhere else. While he is here, while I still have these tutor sessions and the dates we sneak in after, I am soaking up every single minute with him.

“Yeah, maybe it’s time I stop playing,” Kane says seriously, sitting up the way he does whenever he gets serious.

It is late out, the fall skies going dark earlier and earlier. We are working on the first set of essays for his English core class. Usually, he is very focused during these tutoring sessions. Being a good boy, as he promised. Now I guess I know what is bothering him.

“Kane, no,” I whisper, wanting to go to him because I see he needs it. I don’t move, I just slide my hand across the table. He sighs, reaching out for it. Bending his head, he kisses my palm, closing his big hands over mine.

“Kinsley, I won’t go to away games if you can’t come. I can’t stand being away from you now. If I go to the combine for the draft...I want you to know I am doing it for you. For us. Not because I want to play ball all my life or want to be some star. If I did it, it would be to take care of you, baby.”

Blinking at him in shock, I shake my head. No, no, he is not going to pin his future on me. Not when we won’t even have a future. This is a fleeting thing for him, I won’t fool myself otherwise. This is exciting for him because he loves to break the rules. Date the older woman, sneak around on campus, stir up some rumors about him.

“Why would I need to be taken care of?”

Frowning, he cocks his head as if confused. “I won’t risk you getting sick without me having a way to take care of you, Kinsley. You said your heart is fine now...if it’s not, I need to know I can get you the best care.”

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