Chapter Nine
VADA
The words all but leave his lips before his mouth is back on mine. I take everything he gives me—his tongue, his hands, his body. I want it all. Even if it’s temporary—a quick fix—I want it. I want him.
His touch consumes me, taking away my breath all in one motion. He palms my ass cheeks and lifts me up until my legs instinctively wrap around his waist. Feeling his erection against my leg, I rock my hips against him until I feel the tip of his c**k against my clit. His piercing is giving me all kinds of curious and naughty thoughts.
“Vada, f**k,” he growls against my ear. “Any time you do that, I want to bend you over and f**k that tight little ass.”
I swallow, rotating my hips once again. “Would this be the appropriate time to say, Henry?” I joke, knowing that even
