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this again. Six months, plus the unbearable, interminable week

she’d spent in the room just down the hall from Adalynn was a

long time.

She ravaged her lips, wanting to entice Adalynn into laying

her claim. Her teeth scraped over Adalynn’s lower lip, and she

moaned, breathy and perfectly. Cassia dropped her face,

kissing a path over Adalynn’s jawline, down to her neck. She

wanted to sink her teeth there, to mark her as hers, but instead

she settled for a taste. Adalynn was roses and jasmine, the sun

from earlier, and the slight salt of her sweat because it had

been hot out and she hadn’t showered yet. It was such a fierce

turn-on that Cassia felt her legs quiver in response.

Adalynn suddenly took charge. Cassia knew she must have

gotten her message across as Adalynn’s hands bracketed

Cassia’s waist and propelled her back. Cassia sucked in a

breath as she hit the wall. Hard. The breath flew out her lungs

as her spine connected with the space by the far wall of

cabinets. Adalynn’s hands never left her waist. She pinned her

in place, then used her knee to wedge Cassia’s legs apart.

Cassia gasped again. She’d never done much with anyone

before, but she’d always had a secret yearning to be with

someone who could guide her. Not just for her first time, but

every single time. She wanted someone to dominate her, to

care about her passion and pleasure, someone who wasn’t

afraid to demand what her body was willing to give. She

wasn’t into the whole BDSM scene. She didn’t want to be

bound up in leather and whipped or anything. Though maybe

that was not really what that was about. She knew almost

nothing about it, and she keenly felt her ignorance. She just

knew what she wanted in the very core of her, and she knew