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Cole's POV She moved her hand down further to my trousers, her eyes dropping to the huge bulge there, straining against the fabric. She used her fingers to circle it through the trousers, her palm pressing just right, teasing the outline. Then she looked up at me, her eyes hooded, her lips parted—challenging, seductive. What even gave her the courage right now? I don't even know. Fuck, I can't hold it again. The control I was holding to collapsed at once, snapping under her gaze. I was about to grab her, flip her against the wall, and bury myself inside her—when she dipped her hand into my trousers, her fingers wrapping around my length. The direct contact was fire hot skin on my skin, her grip firm. I groaned deeply, my head falling back as pleasure surged, but it was too much, t

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