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PROLOGUE

SWAYZE - 10 MONTHS AGO

“Go on a date with me?”

Sparkling violet eyes flare wide, those beautiful kiss-swollen lips falling open in shock.

What the hell am I doing? I never meant to ask like this

Mia Georgiou.

Childhood friend.

Roommate.

And my secret teenage crush.

I brace my arms on the stall wall next to her head, my body shaking while I try like hell to resist the urge to sink my cock back inside her until she answers.

Trust me, it’s not easy when her gorgeous tits heave before my eyes, threatening to spill out any second. My breath hitches imagining the sight, pulse rioting so much it’s a marching band pounding through my brain.

Jesus, I’m an idiot. I’ve finally gotten the chance to be with the girl of my dreams, so why am I trying to blow it up before we get off—literally?

“Swayze, what the fuck? Keep going. Before someone walks in. I’m so fucking close.” She digs her nails into my ass, driving my dick back into her.

I bury my head in her neck, groaning when she tightens around me, her sweet floral scent invading my senses. She’s so fucking tight, she’s strangling my cock. God, I wish like hell we didn’t have a latex barrier between us. I’ve never gone bare with anyone, but I want my seed to spill inside her, to mark her as mine.

“Fuck. You’re such a dirty girl. You take my cock so damn good.” I can’t help myself, the words are out, and without thinking my hand collars her slender neck, fingers flexing while I crowd her against the wall. “I love having you trapped. Next time, I’m making sure I have my handcuffs with me, so you’ll be at my mercy, fucking you over and over until you can’t think straight.”

Her eyes widen, simmering with heat.

Goddamn, she likes the idea. Now I’ll never get the image of her splayed out on my bed with my handcuffs locked around her wrists out of my mind.

I clench my teeth with a groan, the thought bringing me too damn close to blowing my load inside her. There’s no way I’ll do that without her coming apart on my dick first. I’ve waited fourteen years for this chance.

My hips piston into her harder, faster, driving her body up the wall with the force. Wedging an arm between us I pinch her clit, stroking and rubbing it firmly, watching her eyes flare and close on a long drawn-out moan.

That sound. She’s close.

Drowning in her scent, I run my stubble along her neck on my way to her mouth while I tug her clit. The move sends her over the edge, her head falling back as she breaks apart with a scream.

I slam my lips over hers, swallowing her cries, because as hot as this is, we probably don’t want someone coming in here to investigate the sound.

Every time her pussy pulses around my cock, it drives me closer and closer to the edge. My movements grow more erratic and aggressive. I’ve waited so damn long for this moment, I can’t fucking hold it anymore.

I explode, my eyes squeezing shut as the violent shockwaves take over and I empty my balls inside her.

Sex has never felt this good for me.

This right.

I was made for Mia.

She might not know it yet, but she was made for me too.

“What are you doing to me, Mia?” I pull away from her lips with a groan, flexing the fingers still wrapped around her pretty neck, her wild pulse thundering as fast as my own.

Nuzzling my nose in her hair, I close my eyes, breathing her in. I can’t bring myself to let her go yet. She’s beyond perfect and I need to commit this moment to memory, her pussy still occasionally pulsing around me.