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I flipped the button on my jeans and started to shimmy them down my hips. I struggled a little bit, so Echo helped out by pulling the bottoms off my legs.

The cats chose that moment to come over and see what was going on, and Cupcake decided to jump onto my naked body.

“No, Cupcake, this is not the time,” I said, gently pushing her onto the floor, where she gave me a glare.

“Come on, let’s take this somewhere else,” Echo said. We stood up and I walked toward my bedroom. As soon as we were through the door, she pushed me against it, pressing her entire body to mine. Her curves were different, but still familiar.

Echo cupped my face with her hands and stroked her fingers on my undercut.

“This is so distracting,” she said with a laugh. I’d buzzed my hair just the day before, and the ends were still blunt and fun to touch.

“You can pet me later.”

Echo smiled in a wicked way. “Or maybe I should just pet you in a different place.”

One hand stayed on my face and the other traveled down the center of my body, past my navel and right to . . .

“Fuck,” I said as she brushed one finger right down my center.

“Yes, that’s the plan,” she said. “I’ve been dreaming about fucking you for ten years, Kiri Kentwood.”

I couldn’t form the words to tell her that I’d been dreaming about this too. I tried not to, but those fantasies always found me. Tormented me.

“And I’m going to fuck you into oblivion.”

One of her fingers dipped inside me and I gripped her shoulders so I wouldn’t collapse on the floor.

I struggled to get my bearings, but I did, and my eyes snapped open.

“Not if I fuck you first,” I said, pushing her shoulders.

She didn’t move, so I tried again. Nothing.

“That played out totally differently in my head,” I told her, and felt my face go a little red. “It’s not fair that you’re taller and stronger than me.”

“But you’re prettier,” she said, and I could tell she was trying not to smile at my feeble attempt to take the upper hand.

“You’re hotter,” I countered.

Echo shook her head and started backing toward my bed, right until the back of her legs hit the edges of it.

“That’s debatable.”

I followed her toward the bed and tried again. I put my hands on her shoulders and pushed her back. This time, she let me, until she was lying completely on the bed.

For a moment, I savored the image of Echo spread out in front of me.

“This mattress is much nicer than those horrible dorm beds,” she said, running her hands over my comforter.

“You’re welcome,” I said.

“Hey, Kiri,” she said.

“What?”

She sat up and crooked her finger at me.

“Get that hot ass over here.”