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Idon’t know which of us surges first—all I know is the feel of her soft lips on mine is like heaven. It calms the raging beast, raw with jealousy at the sight of her arms wrapped around my best friend's neck.
I lift her up, my hands gripping her delicious butt tight. Deepening the kiss, we moan loudly as our teeth and tongues clash wildly. Her damp core rocks against my dick, her heat seeping through to me. After the little stunt she pulled in the parking lot, leaving me more desperate than ever before, it’s determined to rip free of its confines and bury itself in her tight little cunt. I can’t stop touching her, kissing her. My hands roaming the curves of her body, working to draw out any breathy moan from her I can.
All too soon, she pushes back, breaking our kiss, both of us breathing ragged.
“Lucas. Bakery. Rules. Stop.”
A groan rips out of me, not unlike that of an injured animal, as I bury my face into her neck. Her hand rakes my hair, running her nails over my scalp,soothing me.
This girl consumes my every thought—both asleep and awake, but it’sstillnot enough.
I sit her on top of the counter so I can get a little distance, but I can’t seem to let go of her completely, my hands still locked on her hips.
“Goddamned fucking rules. I don’t like them.”
She tilts her head as she studies me, a devious little smile on her face. “You don’t have to like them. You just have to abide by them like a good boy.”
Good boy? What the hell is that. If her breathing and that pretty pink flush on her cheeks didn’t give away her arousal, I’d think she was just enjoying torturing me.
We’ll see just how good this boy actually is.
“Your rules didn’t say shit about our games. So, Sprinks, I dare you to give me those naughty panties.” The image of that scrap of pink lace that left her exposed to my touch has been burned on my retinas ever since we left her apartment. I’ve kicked my own ass six ways to Sunday for not just fucking her there and then like we both wanted.
Her eyes open wide in alarm.
“Wait, what? I’m only wearing yoga pants. Have you heard of camel toe? My tank top won’t cover that. Hell no.”
“Haven, are you about to refuse your first dare?” I crook an eyebrow at her. I love the stubborn defiance now filling her features.
“You’re a total dick, you know that?”
“So I’ve heard.”
She jumps off the counter and glances nervously at the doorway. We can hear Lucas whistling in the kitchen, so there’s no way in hell he hasn’t heard what’s gone on in here, which means I think it’s safe to assume rule number five has been handled.
Suddenly, my girl straightens to her full height, pushing her shoulders back proudly.
“Fuck it. You want them so bad, go right ahead and take them.”
She pulls down her yoga pants just enough to expose the flimsy straps curled around her creamy body. I slide my hand to the exposed skin of her abdomen and slowly trail my thumb under the lace to stroke her clit just once, making her gasp.
Turning my palm, I grip her panties and rip them straight off her body.
“Shit,” she mutters quietly, her wide eyes fixed on the tiny damp scrap in my fist.
“You’re so wet for me, baby, I could probably wring them out.” She blushes furiously at my words as she watches me bring them to my nose. “Mmmm, now I’ll have my girl's scent with me everywhere. Maybe I’ll disappear upstairs to wrap them around my hard cock while I jerk off, feeling how wet I made you.”
I need to stop before I bang her right here. I’ve gone without her for almost eleven years, I am desperate to take care of this burning need that’s not allowing me to focus on anything else. There’s only so much I can take.
Tonight. We’ll handle it tonight.
I don’t want this to just be about sex with her. I know that’s what I’ve sold her on, but I want it to be everything we had before and so much more. I need to get my shit together and stop acting like an animal.
Lost in my thoughts, I don’t notice Haven shift. “OK, well. This has been fun, but we should get back to work. The bakery isn’t going to fix itself.” Haven takes a step away, and I hate it immediately. She pauses for a second, her eyes dancing as she looks back at me. “I just hope Lucas doesn’t look too closely at my legs today.”
