Page 207 of The Villain We Tempt

She nods firmly, slips her sunglasses back on, and swivels to lie down again on her lounge chair.

“Trustme,” she says, bringing her mug of tea to her lips. “He’sthe lucky one.”

“Oh fuck!Oh FUCK! I’m gonna come!!”

My quad muscles scream as I bounce up and down on Lochlan’s lap, feeling his huge cock piston in and out of me. I choke againsthis neck, my face scrunched up and my mouth slack as I cling to his muscled body.

I can feel him swelling inside me as I rock up and down faster, until the small restroom stall is filled with the wet sounds of my pussy swallowing his cock over and over.

His hand tightens in the fistful of hair at my nape. His other one slides over my ass, and when he starts to push one finger into my ass, I completely lose it.

“There’s my fucking good girl. Soak my fucking cock in your sweet cum, baby.”

My legs almost give out as I drive downhardonto his fat dick. My eyes roll back, and a guttural moan wrenches from my throat as the wave crashes over me.

Lochlan is right behind me, biting down hard on my collarbone and making me squeal in pleasure as his cock twitches. His hot cum pumps into me as I collapse against his clenched body.

I’m taking Wren’s advice to heart. Maybe I’m not ready to march hand-in-hand with him across campus wearing a “Lochlan Kildare’s girlfriend” hoodie.

I mean,cringe.

But I did invite him out to dinner at Christopher’s, right here in downtown Hawthorne Hollow, where anyone from campus could walk in and see us clearly on a date.

Wren’s right:Ipickedhim. And…who gives a fuck, anyway?

I sag against him, my heart still racing as the last tingles of my orgasm ripple through my core. Lochlan grins and cups my face as he leans in to kiss me.

“Sorry,” I murmur against his mouth, giggling like an idiot. “I don’t know where that came from.”

Lies.I do. One, I was horny. Which, to be fair, is entirely his fault.

I mean what did hethinkwould happen when he spent the short drive from campus to downtown with his hand reached across the center column of his Defender and inside my panties with two fingers deep in me?

Which, I might add, he abruptlystoppeddoing the second we parked.

Fuckingrude.

So, yeah, that’s part of it: I walked in here with my thighs quivering, my pulse galloping, and my pantiessoaked.

But there’s another reason I coyly asked Lochlan to “meet me in the bathroom in two minutes” after we sat down for dinner. That would be because I saw Julia, the waitress who hit on Papa with all the subtlety of a brick, talking with another server, the two of them giggling as they basically eye-fucked Lochlan.

Cue: psycho possessive tendencies I didn’t know I had.

“You might not know, but I do,” Lochlan murmurs against my throat before he nips it and licks the sting. “You, little villain, have an exhibitionist kink.”

My brow furrows. “You honestly think I?—”

“I don’t think. Iknow,” he growls, his firm hands gliding over my hips and pulling me down a little more on his still-hard cock.

I start to open my mouth to protest but then I just sort of trail off.

Is he right?

“Think our waitress is worrying that we ditched?” I giggle.

Lochlan chuckles deeply. “Maybe. You want to go out first?”

I nod, locking eyes with him for a second before I kiss him and then gasping quietly when I stand and slide off his thick cock. He instantly traces a finger down the edge of my panties and slips them back into placejustas his warm cum begins to leak out of me.