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hunger out of me. I wrapped one hand around the back of her head. My other hand curved around her lower back.
    She fit right into my hands. Fantasies were unleashed in flashes of pain, each image battering more need into my groin.
                  Liv shifted, tilting her head and letting me suck on her bottom lip. The need to bite down into its plumpness was borderline cruel.
    She let out a little exhale that slid into my mouth. I nibbled on her bottom lip as softly as I could while feeling my teeth vibrating with a groan.
                  Liv moved again. I felt the slightest flick of her tongue. I slanted my mouth over hers, wet lips sliding across each other. Thoughts abandoned me, leaving me at the mercy of my senses.
                  And all of them were honing in on her.
                  Our saliva mixed and aggravated my lust. Her tongue began dancing shamelessly with my own. God forgive me, I was lost. Her tongue had taken over my own and was now commanding it.
                  Pulling her closer and surrendering my body over to the feeling, I held her as close as I could considering that we were in a booth.
    My dick was sticky, the head rubbing against the boxers. At any other moment of my life, this would have shocked me. But right then, all it did was heighten my need.
                  Liv pulled back, retaliating for what I did earlier and giving me a light bite that dragged across my bottom lip. It took all of my strength to stop myself from thrusting up into the air.
    When she pulled back to lean her cheek against mine, I groaned and turned my head to press my lips into her skin.
    “Oh, God. Calum, that’s intense,” she breathed, rubbing her cheek across my mouth.
                  Saying that we were in perfect agreement would have been a tragic understatement. “Give me more.” My voice grated with my demand.
    Liv whimpered under her breath, turning her head and kissing me again.
                  It wasn’t lost on me that I was still wearing her hat, nor was it lost on Liv. She whimpered between kisses. “You look really sexy wearing that.”
    I was tempted to tell her I’d keep the thing on all night if it meant that she wouldn’t stop what she was doing. She flicked the tip of her tongue, teasing the tip of mine and making my toes curl in my shoes.
                  Everything was too tense.  It registered in the back of my mind that we had become the couple making out in the dark corner of the bar.
    I’d never done something like this, yet I basked in the knowledge that every idiot that had been drooling over her could just pass by and see.
    “Fuck. I’m dying to—” but she didn’t finish, just slid her little tongue right back into my mouth. Hands rough around her hips, I held her still, letting our mouths all but fuck each other.
                  Who am I kidding? This was mouth-sex, plain and simple. My body was teasing me with little glimpses of what she’d be like in bed. If she was as good with her body as she was with that tongue...
                  Liv pulled back suddenly, her breath panting across mine. “I’m sorry. I got out of hand. This is getting out of hand.”
                  I was breathing just as hard as she was. “Agreed.”
                  We leaned in at the same time, lips touching again.
    Liv gasped, pulling back and moving her hair away from her face.  “Sorry!”
                  “Don’t be. I believe I’m also to blame.” Tell her. Tell her now. Tell her why this is a bad idea. But she was turning me selfish. I liked her lips too much to give them up. It’s just a kiss. Nothing more. Won’t take it farther than that.
                  Even as I thought it, I knew it was close to being a lie.              
                  “Maybe we should get another drink.