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me from clit to ass and back again. I grabbed his head, running my fingers through his hair as his tongue slid inside me. I pulled his hair and squeezed my thighs tight against his head as an orgasm tore through me out of nowhere. “Yes, Cole, yes,” I screamed, trembling beneath his talented tongue. He quickly crawled up my body, reaching for the nightstand. I ran my hands across his firm chest, anxious to feel him inside me again.
    After quickly sliding the condom on, Cole rubbed his cock up and down my slit, coating himself with my juices. I thrust my hips towards him. “Fuck me, Cole. Please fuck me.” He looked at me, his emerald eyes burning with desire, and I moaned loudly as he slid deep inside me with one powerful thrust.
    As he filled me with his throbbing length, he lowered himself over me, his lips claiming mine in a passionate kiss that took my breath away. I wrapped my legs around him as his hips surged up and down, his lips kissing a trail of fire from my mouth, along the line of my jaw, and down my neck. I ran my fingers through his wet hair, gasping with the force of each powerful thrust.
    Tension built within me, coiling like a snake getting ready to strike. I closed my eyes, digging my heels into the back of his thighs, urging him to go faster, deeper. His breathing became heavy and he lifted himself up, looking at me with eyes dark with lust. “I love you,” he gasped, and then slammed into me one final time with an animalistic grunt. The sensation of him throbbing within my sex snapped the spring within me, sending a tidal wave of pure pleasure through me. I grabbed Cole’s shoulders, digging my nails into him as my body shook uncontrollably, moaning and whimpering as my inner muscles held him tight.
    As I shook beneath him, Cole leaned down and kissed me softly before rolling over to lay beside me. A strong arm wrapped around me, pulling me to him. I lay against him, enjoying the feel of his firm body, the words he spoke replaying over and over in my mind. I wanted to say those words back to him… but I couldn’t. I looked over towards the bedroom door. I had killed someone just a few feet from where we were now cuddling. Would he feel the same way once he learned that horrible secret? I closed my eyes, turned towards Cole, and snuggled against him. I had to tell him. There was no choice now.
    I opened my eyes as Cole sat up. He looked over at me and smiled. “You should scrub my back more often.”
    I smiled at him, but my insides were slowly tangling into knots. “Cole, I need to tell you something.” I stood up and glanced at the spot on the floor where Billy had fallen. Suddenly, I wanted to get away. I couldn’t reveal my secret here, not where it actually happened, not where Cole had said he loved me. “I need to tell you something, but not here. In the living room.” I walked out of his room quickly, feeling his eyes on me, and retreated to my bedroom, closing the door behind me. Tears stung the corners of my eyes. My heart was beating so hard I thought it might explode. I heard Cole walk by my door, pause for a moment, and then continue. Might as well get this over with.
    After putting on a pair of denim shorts and an over-sized t-shirt, I walked into the living room. Cole sat on the couch in a pair of boxers. My eyes crawled across his body and I couldn’t help wanting him again. Maybe I could say I had been mistaken, that I really had nothing to say and just forget I said anything and make love to me again. He stared at me intently, worry etched into every inch of his face. No, it was too late to back out.
    I sat on the couch next to him. He reached to put his arm around me but I shrunk back, shaking my head. “No,” I said softly, barely above a whisper. I cleared me throat. “Not until you hear what I have to say.”
    He waited, his emerald eyes trying to peek behind my fear. I took a deep breath. “This Cruddup guy you’re looking for –”
    “Don’t worry about it,