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of here and fuck her against the nearest wall.
    I feel her body tense up, ready to explode around my fingers. I bring my lips back to her ear as I aggressively pull my fingers out. “I want to hear you scream my name when you come…so until then, you’ll have to wait.” Her eyes flash open as she intently stares me down, obviously shocked by my quick exit. “Now we both suffer in sexual frustration.”
    “That’s cruel,” she spits out in a hushed tone.
    “No, sweetheart. What’s cruel is getting me all worked up with no outlet.” I kiss her cheek softly. “You’ll be paying for that later.”
    I feel her shiver under me, and I know she wants it as badly as I do. But the anticipation is killing me. Knowing she’s interning for another three months puts me in a really hard position.
     
    *   *   *
     
    I watch as Ceci is completely captivated by the speaker and their presentations. It’s everything I already know and have learned from working the past couple years. He speaks about past case studies, cold cases, and some of the big headliners that roamed Nebraska.
    “One of the biggest unsolved murder mysteries in Nebraska is from Omaha seven years ago. An All-American father and husband was gunned down outside his home on a summer day in broad daylight, yet the evidence never matched up to find the shooter.”
    I hear Ceci’s breath catch as she inhales sharply. Her hand covers her mouth and her eyes are glued to the speaker on stage.
    “You okay?” I lean in and ask curiously, oblivious as to why she has this kind of reaction.
    She immediately drops her hand and nods her head. “Yeah, fine. I just…I think I heard about this one before.”
    “Yeah, it was pretty big news in Nebraska for a long time. My dad worked night and day on that case.”
    She turns and faces me, and her expression is unreadable. “Really?” She swallows.
    “Yeah, almost killed him to write that final report.”
    “What was that?” she quickly asks.
    “That the cops were calling it a cold case. No suspects. No witnesses. Little to no evidence.”
    “Are you all right? You look flushed.”
    “Um, yeah. Just tired. Would it be okay to leave early?”
    I lean in happily and answer, “I was ready to leave fifty-five minutes ago.”
    She lets out a small laugh. “It’s only been an hour.”
    I smile back. “Exactly.”
    I grab her hand and lead her out the back without disturbing anyone. What I want and what I should do are two different things, because right now, I want to take her to my house and fuck her six ways to Sunday. But what I should do is drop her off at her car and kiss her goodnight.
    My cock agrees with the first.
    “Thank you,” she begins as we sit in the car outside of the restaurant where her car is parked. I can tell that she’s still upset about something as she fiddles with her fingers in her lap. She nervously continues, “I appreciate you letting me tag along for the presentation.”
    I lean over and grab her face, tilting her chin up so she’ll finally look at me. I close the gap between us and kiss her softly on the lips. I feel her body relax against mine as I wrap an arm around her waist. I so badly want to roam my fingers across her skin and through her hair, but I don’t. I can tell her mood has changed since we left, and the last thing I want to do is push her.
    “You didn’t tag along,” I say as I lean my forehead against hers. I move my head back so I can look directly in her eyes. “And it was my pleasure, Ceci.”
    I sit back in my seat and let myself out of the car. I close my eyes briefly as I fight with myself before opening her door. I want to slam her body against mine and beg her to stay the night with me, but something in me stops the words from coming out.
    I grab her hand and escort her out, shutting the door behind her. She leans against the car in a way that tells me she’s battling with it, as well. I stand, so she’s in between my legs and wrap both arms around