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Recalling my conversation with Rachel last night, I kiss the underside of his jaw. “I don’t want to be anywhere but with you. If you’ll have me.”

“Are you kidding me?” He hauls me into his arms, and I wrap my legs around his waist, bringing my hand down to his still-hard cock. With my back against the cold tile wall, I guide him inside me, and as he slowly sinks in, we both gasp at the way I squeeze him and the complete feeling of fullness.

“Are you fucking me like a good boy?”

He swipes his tongue across his bottom lip. “I’m going to come so hard in that pussy of yours.”

Pulling me away from the tiles, he holds my weight completely, hovering me over his dick. A cheeky smile traces his lips. “Do you want your cock back, Rocket?”

My core pulses with need. “Don’t play with me, Evans.”

He quirks a brow. “Better get used to games. You’re stuck with me now.”

Dropping me back onto him, I cry out with pleasure as he pounds into me repeatedly, holding me by the thighs. His abs and torso contract below me, and I can’t help but grin at the sight.

“Like what you see?”

“You’re so fucking hot.” I manage in a breathy voice.

“This is the only dick you will ever fuck, and I’ll sink it inside you every goddamn day.”

Clutching the back of his neck, I rest my forehead against his as a powerful orgasm rips through me. “I love you. So much.”

He kisses mine in return. “I can’t wait to have you brand my life. Paint every single wall in our apartment bright pink because you’ve removed any trace of gray from my heart.”

ZACH

“I’m betting this will be a decision you go on to regret.”

“And why’s that?” I look over at her sitting in the passenger seat of her car, which I offered to drive since she had no idea where I was taking her until now.

“Because pin bowling is a specialty of mine.”

I interlace her fingers with mine and throw her a pitiful look. “Baby, I haven’t forgotten how shit you were in high school. We put the barriers up for you.”

She looks down at our joined hands and then straight into my eyes, wearing a slightly twisted smile on her face as she cups the side of my jaw with one hand. “I joined the bowling team at college. Also.” She points at the tiny pink denim shorts she’s wearing. “You could've told me where we were going. I have half my ass out.”

I waggle my eyebrows as she swats me in the chest.

“Zachary Evans!”

Truth is, I wanted to bring her somewhere fun tonight since I won’t see her for three weeks while she finishes up her notice at the school. Plus, Principal Massive Dickhead Michaels wasa complete asshole to her when she resigned this morning, leaving me wanting to re-route my morning run to his office and pummel him for upsetting my girlfriend. She didn’t cry, but if she had, I’d have definitely added in the extra three-mile round trip.

“Your wrath is worth it when I get to stare at your ass.” Leaning forward, I kiss my favorite spot and smile. “Speaking of ass, ready to get it handed to you?”

She raises a brow of determination. “Bring it, Evans.”

“Fuuuuck.”

Another fucking strike?

Strutting back over, she drops herself down on the booth next to me, hanging one of her legs over mine. “Best. Day. Ever.”

I reach forward and take her glass of Coke before she has a chance to take a sip, setting it down on the table in front of us. “You’re such a brat, you know that?”

“Mm-hmm. Is this only sinking in now?”

“Nah, I’ve known for a long while. It’s just now, I can actually do something about it.”