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her mouth, sweeping one up Kiera’s waist and brushing it over the swell of

her breast.

Her nipples were hard little buds that were practically piercing through

her bra and tunic. She nearly wept at the touch, at the burst of sensation that

set her ablaze. Her legs trembled. Her hands shook. Her breath came out in

hoarse little gasps.

She’d tried to push Romi away. Kind of. In her own way. Kiera had tried

to tell herself to stay away as well, but neither worked. She knew it was too

late to undo what they’d just done. Not that she wanted to. She just knew

that there was shoulds and shouldn’ts, but she was beyond that too.

“I don’t want to stop either,” Kiera groaned. She dropped her head to

Romi’s neck and tasted her there. Her skin smelled sweet, natural. She

wasn’t wearing any perfume. She was beyond control. She didn’t want to be

in control. She wanted, just this one time, to let go.

Her heart raced. Her pulse hammered at her neck and wrists. She might

be on the verge of losing everything, but she couldn’t make herself quit.

Instead, she dropped her hands to Romi’s waist and backed her up against

the table until the dishes that were on it jangled and rattled. Kiera bruised

Romi’s lips with hers. She sucked her bottom lip between her lips and

scarped it gently with her teeth. Romi groaned and her lips parted. Kiera

thrust her tongue into that sweet, sensual mouth.

“Oh god,” Romi groaned into Kiera’s mouth. Her hands worked

frantically as well, clawing at Kiera’s clothing. “Please don’t stop. Please

don’t ever, ever stop.”

“I couldn’t if I wanted to,” Kiera confessed. She gripped the hem of

Romi’s dress and tugged it up, exposing her creamy, shapely legs. She ran

her hand over Romi’s knee, savoring the smooth silk of her skin as she

made her way to the black lace panties she could see peeking out from

beneath the dress.

“Yes… God, yes… Please touch me.” Her head dropped back. She