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“Mom? Weird seeing you here.”
I focus on my son, who is beaming as he comes up to the table, but then my gaze drifts to the furious stare of the man behind him. Shivers run up my spine, and I lick my suddenly dry lips as I turn back to Jensen.
“What are you doing here? I told you where I was going.”
Jensen grins wider, grabs a chair from the neighboring table as, placing it at the end, and straddles it. “Yeah, I just wanted to check out the man who asked you out. I mean, he’s gotta be something special, right?”
I glimpse at Greg’s stunned face and groan. “Two minutes, Jensen.”
I stand, fixing my snug dress on my hips, and give Greg a wry smile. “I need to use the restroom, I’ll be right back.”
His eyes widen, and he starts to make an objection, but I hurry away from the booth. My skin is on fire as I walk, feeling Cole’s eyes on me the entire way. I don’t have to look to know he is following me back. I’m sure he made some excuse to my son about why he is abandoning the interrogation of my date.
Ducking into the women's restroom, I twirl as Cole slams into the door behind me. I fold my arms across my chest.
“Crashing my date? Really?”
He prowls forward, and I tilt my chin up, unwilling to show that every step is causing my heart rate to increase. His shirt brushes against my arms, and his hands grip onto my waist.
“This wasn’t my idea… considering I didn’t know you had a date.”
I scoff. “I know it wasn’t your idea. Jensen is the only one I told. You could have talked him out of it.”
“Why would I do that?” Cole’s jaw tics. He pushes into me, causing me to step back.
I grab onto his arms as he does it again, and then I gasp when the cold tile of the wall meets the bare skin of my back.
“Because… because you know why I’m on this date!”
I can hear the sharp grind of his teeth and his fingers digging into my side's flesh. “Say it.”
“Say what?”
“Say that you only went on this date because you have feelings for me. Say this is an attempt to distract you from what’s growing between us.” The deep hoarseness of his voice hardens my nipples, and they are clearly visible through the thin dark purple material of my dress. His gaze drops to them, and he smirks.
“I should fuck you right here. Send you back out to your date full of my cum.”
I press against his chest, pointing a finger up into his face. “No! That is not happening.”
Cole hums. “Have your pussy dripping and making a mess of the seat. Perhaps I’ll turn your ass red so you can’t sit still because every movement will be a reminder of how the man you truly want wrecked you.”
My breathing is ragged. I blink up at him, shocked and incredibly horny. I’ve never experienced this level of filthiness spoken to me. My late husband had whispered some dirty things in my ear in the middle of the act. But never out in the open like this, never wicked promises I wanted him to follow through.
“Whatever porn you’ve been watching. You need to s-stop it. You can’t talk to me like that,” I rasp out.
Cole chuckles. His hand wraps under my jaw, tilting my head up further, and he presses his lips against mine in a harsh kiss.
“Why? You seem to really like it,” he whispers into my mouth.
His body grinds against me, his scent overwhelming me with the familiarity of it. I can feel the hard length of his cock, the heat of his arousal burning on my stomach.
“Cole…”
He kisses me again, devouring any coherent thoughts with it. I groan, giving into what I've been trying to avoid this whole time. After a moment, he lets go and steps away.
“Go on a date with me.”
I frown. “What?”
