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Her throat worked on a swallow, and it was by sheer will alone that I kept myself from leaning in and dragging over it with the tip of my tongue.

“A-about?”

“About that fuck-head Holton kissing you.”

Just like I’d hoped, the tone of my voice and the combination of words caused fire to flash in her eyes. Deva Kent was no one’s doormat. Sometimes she just needed the right motivation to let those sparks fly, and usually, when she felt challenged, she didn’t hesitate to come out swinging.

I’d take her nervous and jittery any day of the week, but when she let loose, it was a goddamn revelation.

“Holt isnota...” she hesitated, needing the extra seconds to force her mouth to form around the word, “fuck-head,” she finally finished with a snap, and hearing that cuss word spill past her lips make my cock twitch, eager to escape the confines of my jeans. “He’s a perfectly nice man. And that kiss is none of your business.”

I arched a brow. “That mean you want him?” I asked, the question a challenge in its own right, given I already knew the answer.

“I—that’s not—you don’t—” she sputtered. “That’s neither here nor there.”

“I’d say it’s a pretty important element of the conversation we’re currently having. Do you want him or not?”

She shook her head in frustration. “He’s a very nice man, and we’ve agreed to be friends.”

I couldn’t help the smile that pulled at my lips, but I wasn’t done pushing. “How was the kiss?”

“It was... very nice.” She let out a harrumph and threw her arms out at her sides the best she could with me still caging her in. “I don’t understand why you care.”

“Nice doesn’t tell me what I want to know. Did he make your toes curl? Did your blood sing?”

“Laeth—”

I leaned in, speaking against the shell of her ear. “Did that kiss make your knees weak?”

“N-no,” she finally admitted on a hushed breath.

“Why not?”

“What does it matter?” she cried, her words growing more desperate.

“Why didn’t it do any of that, Deva. Tell me.”

“Because he wasn’t you!” she shouted, losing the last of her control. “I didn’t feel any of that because he wasn’t you. All you have to do is look at me and I come undone.”

With that admission, I lost grip on the control I’d been struggling so hard to keep hold of. My mouth crashed against hers, my tongue instantly coming out to tease the seam of her lips.

They parted on a needy whimper, and I dove in. Releasing the counter, I snaked one arm around her waist while the othertraveled up to fist in all that wild silky red hair I’d been dying to get my hands on. It felt just as soft as I’d imagined, and she tasted even better than I’d dreamed.

The moment I withdrew from her mouth, she chased after, slipping her tongue into my mouth to tangle with my own. I let out a raspy growl as she came up on her toes and wrapped her arms around my neck. Her nails dug into my shoulders as she fought to get as close as possible. Never in a million years would I have guessed that this was only her second kiss.

She had to have been the world’s fastest learner. I’d nip her lip and she’d return the gesture before slicking her tongue across the sting to soothe it. She knew just how to turn her head to take things deeper, and she met my insatiable need with the same ferocity. There was nothing slow or delicate or gentle about the kiss. In the back of my mind, I wondered if I was making a mistake. She was inexperienced. Maybe I should have gone slower, but I couldn’t help myself.

By the time we pulled apart, we were both panting like we’d just hiked up a mountain in a sprint.

I lowered my forehead to hers, taking in her red, kiss-swollen lips as every instinct in me shouted to take her. To claim her and make her mine in every single way.

She must have been feeling something very similar, because she tilted her head back and, using her hold on my shoulders, lifted herself as high on the balls of her feet as she could get in order to get my mouth back.

“Slow down, baby,” I panted, my breathing still labored from the kiss that had rocked my entire fucking world. “You’re driving me crazy. If you don’t slow down, I won’t be able to stop myself.”

She blinked, those huge doe eyes nearly doing me in. “I don’t want you to stop,” she said on a breathy whisper.

And just like that, I was undone.

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