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Her skin vibrates, her chest rising heavily.
Make the move, Rixie.
“What was it you said on movie night?” She tips her chin up, her breath coasting my lips. “Show me yours, and I’ll show you mine?”
My throat jumps as I swallow. “Not exactly what I was talking about.”
“I know.” She threads our fingers together. My veins buzz, sparks flickering through every inch of me. She bites her lower lip and her eyes drop to my mouth. “Cole…”
My chest expands. “Yeah, Rixie?”
“I’m gonna kiss you now,” she says, the same words I did all those years ago.
I dip my head, a grin curving my lips as the memory stirs. “I’d be really disappointed if youdi—”
Her mouth crashes against mine.
Everything hushes.
She pushes up onto her tiptoes, her lips hot, heavy, and demanding as they claim me. Cold metal pierces into my skin. I sink a hand into her head as she nips my lips.
Every kiss we’ve ever shared rushes me all at once.
She curls a hand around my jaw, and tips my head back.
I stumble.
The back of my knees knock against the small leather love seat and I fall to my arse.
Hendrix follows right after me.
I forget how to breathe when she swipes her tongue over the seam of my lips. Only a fucking fool would turn down the wordless command. My mouth parts, and she wastes no time. Her tongue tangles with mine, teasing, taunting, and owning every inch of my mouth.
I wrap my arm around her back and tug her hair.
She trembles in my hold.
I gasp as she bites down on my lip. In all the ways I’ve kissed Hendrix in my life, this isdifferent.
I’ve never understood the need to chase a high before, but now? Pretty sure I’ll spend the rest of my life chasing this high right here.
“Rixie.” I shudder, my grip tightening when she presses down on my growing length.
She rocks her hips, heat rolling from her as she drags herself back and forth.
I trail my lips over her jaw. My tongue swipes at her sweet, heated skin, and I fucking lose it. I press my fingers into her waist, hard enough to leave marks. She only rocks faster.
I hiss as a sharp pain shoots up my dick when metal catches on my boxers.
I’ve never regretted any of my body modifications until right this second.
A choked laugh bubbles up my throat and I press my forehead to hers.
She pulls back slightly, her brows dipped. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah.” I press my lips to her, soft and sweet.
She sighs.
