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stared into his eyes, seeing the same hunger I had seen last night. “You look good, too.”
    He held his hand out. “Accompany me to lunch?”
    I glanced at Abri. She was already standing up, her husband’s arm wrapped around her. “Don’t mind me. We’re going to see what kind of trouble we can get into behind closed doors.” She winked. “Great perks, Dani.”
    I watched them as they walked away, wondering if I’d ever be lucky enough to be that in love, and then realized Cole was still holding his hand out, his eyes hopeful and fearful at the same time. Maybe luck didn’t really have anything to do with it. Maybe happiness was just recognizing what was already in front of you. I reached up and took his hand. A huge smile appeared on his face and the fear that had been in his eyes disappeared like a candle snuffed out in a hurricane.
    He slipped his arm around my waist and pulled me to him, his lips meeting mine in a fiery kiss that took my breath away. I leaned into him as his tongue danced with mine, feeling his hardness press into me. A groan escaped my lips as he pulled back, looking into my eyes. “Lunch or limo?” he asked. “Your choice.”
     

Chapter 9
    The limo was waiting a few yards away, pulling forward as soon as the driver spotted us.
    “Just find an out of the way spot and park,” Cole told the driver as he slid in beside me, pressing the button that raised the dark partition between us and the driver. As the opaque glass slid into place, Cole pulled me to him, cupping my face in his hand, his thumb softly caressing my cheek. “I’ve had a crush on you from the first moment I saw you.”
    “I… I had no idea.”
    His lips found mine again, and I moaned, my nipples growing hard, as his tongue teased mine. I reached up, running my fingers through his hair, holding him tight. His lips moved to my cheek and then my neck, covering my flesh with kisses as his hand massaged my breast. Another moan escaped me as his thumb grazed across my nipple. His teeth nipped my neck as his hand moved towards my side, his fingers fumbling with the buttons on the dress.
    “How does this damn thing come off?” he asked after a few seconds.
    I laughed softly. “They’re for decoration.”
    With a grunt and a glimpse of that lopsided smile, he reached down and grabbed the hem of my dress. I lifted my hips and he pulled the dress up in one smooth move. I released him just long enough for him to slip the outfit over my head. He looked at my lacy bra and skimpy thong and a low groan escaped from his throat before mashing his lips to mine again.
    I moaned into his mouth as his hand found my breast, his fingers lightly squeezing my nipple. I squeezed my thighs together, my thong wet with desire. His fingers released my throbbing nipple and slowly trailed down my stomach, making me tremble. I pulled away from his mouth, gasping for air, as his fingers met my closed thighs. His emerald eyes burned with desire. “Spread your legs,” he said in a husky, lust-filled voice that made me even wetter.
    Without hesitation, I did as he said, sucking in a sharp breath as his hand slid between my legs. I whispered his name, not knowing if I was asking or begging, or if I even knew what I wanted at that point.
    “Tell me what you want,” he said, his fingers sliding up and down the slick material over my mound.
    “You,” I gasped, pressing against his hand.
    He kissed me quickly on the lips and then began covering my breasts with soft kisses. His fingers slipped beneath my thong, stroking my wet slit. I trembled as his lips moved across my stomach, slowly moving lower. “Oh god!” I gasped as his fingers moved to my clit, tracing a slow circle around the throbbing bundle of nerves.
    Cole slid down off the seat, and for the first time ever, I was genuinely thankful that limousines were designed with such large backseats. He kissed my right thigh and placed my leg over his shoulder, and then placed a kiss on my left