Page 43 of Room for Three

“Did you tell him about us?” Cole’s voice is deep and rumbles through every nerve ending in my body. “I guess this won’t stay a secret forever, huh?”

I hug him tight and shake my head. “He drew his own conclusions, but you’re right. I’m done hiding these feelings. We need to talk.”

He pulls slightly away, panic shining in his eyes. Rather than letting him question where this is headed, I take his scruffy cheeks in my hands, tugging him down to my waiting mouth.

The man kisses me with zero hesitation.

This is happening.

Weare happening.

Cole

Inearly punched some kid because he was alone with and clearly intimidating my girl.

My girl.

Am I delusional?

She takes my hand, guiding me out of the room and toward the stairs. A small part of me is disappointed she didn’t take me to my bedroom. My cock throbs, the bulge in my uniform slacks prominent and obvious.

Will she do something about it?

No.

I have to stop thinking like that.

What we did last night was…

Fucking amazing.

I’m never going to recover from this girl. It’s inevitable we’re going to fall deeper and deeper into this thing together. We have to talk, though. I have to confess to Travis and then…

Hell, I don’t know what comes after.

“We should get dinner started,” Savvy says once we’re in the kitchen. “Want to help me?”

I should get changed out of my uniform, but I don’t want to leave her. Not with my emotions still burning so hot and wild. She’s perfectly at peace as she roots around in the freezer searching for something to cook.

It’s nice having a beautiful woman in our space.

Addicting.

I crowd her from behind and pull her hair around to expose her neck to me. She leans against my chest as my mouth finds her delicate skin. The chill from the freezer does nothing to cool the fiery burn that’s sizzling between us.

“I like this dress on you,” I murmur before sucking on her flesh. “It’s just short enough to drive me crazy.”

Her laugh is breathy. “Glad you like it.”

I roam my palms up her flat stomach and palm her breasts over the material. Her tits, so young and enticing, fit perfectly in my hands. My cock, hard and pressed against her lower back, likes the idea of spending hours worshipping her nipples with just my tongue and teeth.

“You’re distracting me,” she says softly. “I’m supposed to be making us dinner, but I can’t focus on anything but you.”

“Good.”

She shudders when one of my hands strays to her pussy. I’m sure she’s sore from last night, so I’m gentle as I touch her through her clothes.

“I know what I’d like to eat,” I tell her. “Have you ever had anyone lick your pussy, sweetheart?”

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