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Her right hand grabbed my hair.

Her left hand planted itself to my hand against her left breast.

“I can’t wait for you to taste them again,” she whispered.

“I can’t wait to taste your pussy, Fi. I’m going to lick your lips…”

She gave me her lips to taste.

Not the ones between her legs - obviously.

That was the car ride back to my place.

So much for being discrete.

I made sure to toss a ton of extra cash to the passenger seat for the driver.

You didn’t see or hear a fucking thing, my man.

Fiona and I got out of the car and hurried into my building.

We were dancing with risks.

Temptation and risk.

It should have bothered me more.

But all my blood flow now existed between my legs.

Plus, watching the way Fiona grabbed her auburn hair and pulled it back into a messy bun as we ran toward my door…

She jumped into my arms and kissed me as I unlocked the door.

Inside my condo, I shut and locked the door.

I walked her toward the kitchen and she stuck out her left leg and kicked the wall.

“No,” she said. “I’m not some fucking meal. I am not fucking in your kitchen.”

She knew how to take a moment and make it her own.

Which I respected.

One thing about Fiona - she knew how to turn herself into something unforgettable.

It also didn’t hurt the situation that she was my greatest enemy’s sister.

And, yeah, that thought played through my head over and over.

Fiona wiggled her way out of my arms, growling.

“What’s wrong, Fi?” I asked.

“I don’t have time for this right now.”

Without hesitation, she took her shirt off.

She opened her pants and began to push them down.

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