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My cock aches.

“Sutton.”

“Yeah?”

“Tell me what you want.”

Her eyes lift to mine. “You.”

“Good girl.”

Her eyes flare with heat. She moves in close again, and I smell cinnamon sugar, and I can’t keep from lowering my mouth to hers again.

I cup her cheek, running my thumb over her jaw as I kiss her deeply. I have so many places I want to put my mouth⁠—

The door to Perks and Rec opens, and we jump apart. I think about diving into the bushes behind us but then just tuck my hands into my pockets. “I think peanut butter cups, for sure,” I say.

“Oh, I agree.”

“Hi, Sutton.” Lexi Egert walks past with four big carry-out bags. “Great game, Lawson.”

“Hey, Lexi,” Sutton says, lifting a hand weakly.

“Thanks,” I add.

She gets into her car at the curb and pulls away.

Sutton sags. “That was close.”

“Thank goodness it wasn’t anyone else.”

“So, the barn,” she says, stepping close again. “I know we can’t stay all night, but⁠—”

“I need an hour,” I tell her, lifting my hand.

“That’s it?” she asks, brows arched.

“To make you come three times? Yes.”

She sucks in a quick breath. “Well, tonight I want⁠—”

“Sutton?”

We jump apart again as Beckett’s voice calls out from the front of Perks and Rec.

He strides down the front path.

“Oh, hey, there you are,” he says, seeing us standing off to the side.

“Hi. Are you okay?” she asks, stepping around me.

He does seem a little flustered.

“My stalker is inside.”

Sutton draws up short. “What?”

He nods. “I’m now pretty sure one—or maybe both—of those girls who came to practice and then stopped me on the sidewalk the other day is her.”