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hitches at the admittance.

With unhurried movements, as if we’re not standing in the back of a crowded parking lot, he rubs his face against me. The slight stubble on his cheeks abrades my delicate flesh, releasing a thousand tiny shivers inside the confines of my belly.

My spine arches as I give in to the chaos he’s created.

Just when I don’t think I can take another moment of this sweet torture, his lips feather against me. My skin is so over-sensitized and achy. I want to scream with the impending storm that pushes its way to the surface. The first flick of his velvety softness sends me soaring, and I groan, my head rolling back as my eyes shutter so I can focus on his touch.

He draws one plump lip between his teeth and nibbles at it before repeating the maneuver on the other side. His tongue thrusts into my throbbing heat, falling into a devastating rhythm. When I begin to spiral, he backs off, allowing his soft breath to drift over me as if attempting to cool my lust. Before I can utter a word, he circles my clit with his tongue, pushing me once again relentlessly toward orgasm.

I’m moments away from splintering apart when he eases back for a second time. Frustration explodes inside me. I can’t take much more of his teasing. My fingers curl with the need to claw at him, to pull him against me and finish what he started. I open my mouth to protest when he lifts one heeled foot from the ground and plants it on his shoulder so that I’m spread impossibly wide. Even though the night air is warm, it cools my damp flesh, and a shudder works its way through me at the erotic image we must make.

“Fucking gorgeous.” As he presses forward, my leg bends, exposing every delicate inch for him to feast upon.

The first swipe of his tongue nearly sends me hurtling over the edge of insanity. My fingers tangle in his hair to hold him in place as he nibbles at me. With his face buried against my heat, he drives me ruthlessly toward oblivion until I have no choice but to hurtle blindly over the edge.

Stars explode behind my eyelids as my heart beats wildly. Wave after wave crashes over me, threatening to suck me under. If I die like this, I would have zero regrets. My pussy continues to pulse as he devours my clit. I have to pin my lower lip with my teeth to keep all the sound buried deep inside where it will never see the light of day.

It’s only after Colton has wrung every last drop of pleasure from me does he rise to his feet and crush his body to mine. If he weren’t pinning me to the side of his car, I would slide to a boneless heap on the pavement.

“You’re even more delicious than I remember.”

With that, his mouth slants over mine. Unwilling to focus on what just transpired, I allow myself to get lost on a riotous sea of emotion.

Chapter Twenty

Alyssa

A groan escapes as I roll onto my side. The motion has my head throbbing to life behind my eyelids.

Correction—my entire body throbs to life.

What the hell went down last night?

It takes a moment to jumpstart my brain.

Ah, that’s right...welcome home party at Bang Bang. That much, I remember. And shots. My God, the shots. What the hell had I been thinking?

Apparently, I hadn’t been.

I crack open an eye and glance around.

Thankfully, I’m in my own bedroom. That, in and of itself, is a huge relief. I remember flirting with a couple of guys on the dance floor. The music had been on point—one amazing song bleeding into another.

Wait a minute...

My brow furrows.

Colton.

The party crasher.

We’d had words at the bar when he’d attempted to cut me off. If only I could have ignored him, but that’s never been an option. Even though I’d spent the night dancing, I had been acutely aware of his brooding presence. From the corner of my eye, I watched him stare at me with a single-mindedness that had shivers careening down my spine.

I’d made sure to put on a show so he could see exactly what he was missing. Guess I pushed it too far because I remember him hoisting me over his shoulder and carrying me out of the club caveman-style. Maybe if I hadn’t put up a fight, everything smoldering in the air between us wouldn’t have detonated.

A groan of

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