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His arm circles my waist, drawing me against him. His mouth claims mine, deeper and more demanding, and I forget every clever thing I've ever said.

I slide my hands over his shoulders.

He makes a low sound against my lips.

Oh, I like that sound.

I rise onto my toes, wanting to be closer.

He tightens his hold, careful of my knee even now.

I smile against his mouth.

He draws back an inch.

"What's funny?"

"Nothing."

"Kierra."

"You're very bossy."

"Yeah."

"And annoyingly considerate."

"Don't spread that around."

I laugh.

He kisses me again, and I curl my fingers into his shirt, pulling him closer.

I don't want another careful little kiss.

I want to find out what happens when he stops holding back.

And judging by the way his arms tighten around me, I'm not the only one.

Chapter 5

Vex

Kierra makes a small sound against my mouth, and I forget every fucking reason this is a bad idea.

Her fingers tighten in my shirt.

Mine grip her hips.

Fuck, I want to haul her sweet ass onto that counter, get between her thighs, and make her forget her own damn name.

A knock hits the front door.

You've gotta be fucking kidding me.

Kierra pulls back an inch.

"Ignore it," she whispers.