Page 75 of My Ex's Best Friend

Chris scowls. “Well, this is where I’d like to spend my birthday, so why not? Besides, I’m not the one who keeps blowing their friends off. You’ve been ignoring us for months.”

“Guys, chill out. Both of you.” Henry looks at me pleadingly.

“Fine.”

“Whatever,” Chris says.

"Let's have dinner at a nice place," Henry says. "Can we do that?"

"I still don't understand why we can’t have that here. It’s like suddenly you’re both under ball and chain or something."

I scowl at him.

"What? Are you? Did you get a nice piece of ass to keep at home every night and now you don’t need randos anymore?"

I almost punch him in the face for referring to women like that. To Kiera. But this is exactly what Kiera was trying to avoid.

I take a deep breath. "Of course not. This is just not my scene. Never was. And besides, tonight is about Henry, not me."

“Okay, whatever.”

***

By the time dinner is over and I finally escape to go home, it's already past midnight. I let myself quietly into the apartment.

Kiera texted me to let me know that she's staying back at my place.

I tried my best to come home to her as quickly as I could.

I hum a tune under my breath as I open the door to my bedroom and stop dead, my mouth falling open.

Kiera is lounging casually on the edge of my bed, except she's in a half-undone bathrobe with her legs spread apart.

"Hey," she says, a sexy smile playing on her face. "You're back. I've been waiting for you."

"Kiera, what—" I'm at a total loss for words.

"What? You don't like it?" She sits up straighter, and the robe opens ever further, exposing her heaving breasts. Her nipples are hard and jutting out as she opens herself to me.

My mouth goes dry, and at the same time I feel it water. Without saying a word, I lift her off the bed and into my arms and kiss her.

I slant her head to the side for easier access as my tongue dips into her mouth, coaxing hers out.

She grabs onto me, slowly taking my coat off until it falls in a heap around her.

Kiera's robe comes undone until she's naked.

I press kisses down her neck, making her gasp as her arms circle me.

"I think—" she whimpers. "It's a little unfair that I'm completely naked and you aren't."

I loosen my tie and start to unbuckle my belt, pressing my hardness into her. "I think it's a little unfair that I'm hard all the time around you."

She giggles, peeling back to look at me. "How was the night out?"

"Exhausting," I confess.

"How about a good, long shower with me to wash it off?"

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