Live for You by Marquita Valentine Page B

they
move. She’s mostly bare, silky curls in a thin line, and her clit’s
swollen. So damn swollen that she cries out and grips me harder
when I touch her there.
    “ Shh, I’ll do you right.”
I ease my longest finger inside her pussy. Her muscles clamp down
on me. “Tight as fuck,” I groan, imagining my dick in her. Another
finger and she’s mewling in my arms. I’m about to lose it at the
sounds she’s making.
    “ Cole, Cole, Cole,” she
chants.
    I rub her clit with my
thumb, pumping my fingers in and out of her. Hard. She’s on the
edge and I want to make it quick. Later I can take my time, when
I’m not worried about someone finding us. Somehow, I managed to get
one side of her shirt up and I take a sweet pink nipple into my
mouth, sucking hard.
    “ Ohmygod ,” she cries out and I cover
her mouth with mine, drinking in the sounds of her orgasm as she
comes on my hand and coats it with her juices.
    As she calms down, I remove
my fingers and lick them, making sure she’s watching. “Taste so
good, I’ll be coming back for second and thirds.”
    “ What about you?” One of
her hands finds my dick and I thrust into her with a
groan.
    “ Later.” I kiss her again,
mouth open and tongue plunging inside. She sucks my tongue and I
nearly come undone. She’s tasting herself on me and it’s the
hottest thing I’ve ever felt.
    A throat clears and Rae
tenses in my arms. I stop kissing her and look down into her wide
eyes. Luckily my back is to our intruders and I use it to shield
her so she can pull her shirt down and fix her shorts.
    I turn around, facing
Wyatt, who has a smirk on his lips. Lacey’s staring, her big brown
eyes going from one of us to the other. Her hand falls from his and
so does the smirk from his face.
    Shit . I don’t know how or why, but I’m sure that my
fault.
    “ Guess you two are getting
to know each other?” Lacey asks.
    Wyatt crosses his arms. “I
think they know a lot about each other. Right, Cole?”

Chapter
Thirteen
     
     
     
     
     
    Violet
    I can’t believe we got
caught. More importantly, I can’t believe what I allowed Cole to do
to me. My body is sated but wanting more. I want Cole inside of me,
with his promise to take me home with him, but I’m not with him
right now. This night is for Lacey, not my raging
hormones.
    The cold night air hits me
as we walk to the restaurant from the parking lot. I rode with
Lacey over here while Wyatt caught a ride with Cole. I rub my arms.
A warm coat covers my shoulders. I breathe deeply, relishing the
smell of Cole.
    “ Won’t you be
cold?”
    He shoves his hands into
his pockets. His black hair sticks out from beneath his knit cap.
“I’m fine.”
    Lacey and Wyatt walk ahead
of us. I catch pieces and parts of their conversations.
    “ So today in class we were
discussing that worms have both male and female parts, yet still
need another worm to mate.”
    “ Is that so?”
    “ Yes, but some worms are
asexual and use their own—.”
    Were they really talking
about the mating habit of worms?
    “ Lacey’s going to school
to be a vet’s assistant. She loves animals, even the not so
attractive kinds,” Cole says, as if reading my thoughts. Or he’d
caught pieces of their conversation, too.
    “ Wyatt likes to hear about
that?”
    “ Lacey could talk about
the mating habits of sloths and he’d be enraptured. God help him if
she ever talked about human mating habits. He’d probably go
nuclear.” Cole laughs and Wyatt glances over his shoulder, flipping
him off.
    “ They’re a couple? I
thought—”
    “ They’re friends, nothing
more. Well, there can never be anything more,” he says, lighting a
cigarette. He offers one and I decline. Cigarettes and healthy
vocal chords don’t play well together.
    “ Why—her parents don’t
like Asian guys?”
    “ No, his parents only want him dating
Japanese girls from the right side of the tracks. Ones with
ambition, and don’t work as a hostess at