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 a*s 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
