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Pressed my dick along the top curve of her ass, lower lip between my teeth to keep from moving my hips and grinding against her.

“Don’t,” she whispered, her breath sweet like cherries—Swedish Fish.

“Don’t what?” I asked, swiping my thumb over my nose to check for blood from her attempted headbutt.

“Don’t take what isn’t yours.”

“That first kiss?” I asked, lowering my face once more, a goddamn breath away from her lips.

We both panted, and every muscle in my body screamed to let loose on her. Her sweet peach scent swarmed my nose, spun my goddamn brain.

“Please,” my princess whispered, “don’t.”

I hesitated, so fucking tempted, but swallowing against the rage to ravish, I pulled away. Pushing distance between us that fucking zinged with lust whether she wanted to admit to it or not didn’t come easy, but I managed.

“One day, princess,” I muttered, my voice strained, “you’re going to be begging me for the opposite.”

“In your dreams,” she spat and slipped into her room, slamming the door so damn fast, I didn’t have time to blink.

“Daytime fantasies too,” I hollered so she’d hear the truth of what she did to me.

Perhaps I wouldn’t be so quick to head south come graduation.

I ambled down the hallway toward my bedroom, chuckling as my bathroom door slammed and clicked from the inside.

She could lock me out of both her bedroom and her mind, but for how long?

And would sticking around be worth the aggravation of living under the same roof as Dad?

I considered the idea until the next morning when she stomped down the stairs, ready for school. “You so much as touch me, and I swear to fucking God, Gideon Destil, I’ll tell your father. I’ll tell the sheriff—and you’ll end up in jail while his son and I take all of each other’s firsts!” Fire blazed in her eyes, giving me yet another chub. “Mess with me and I’ll ruin you!”

A flounce of her hair and the little bitch let herself out the door, leaving me laughing after her.

Goddamn, did she get me going, but I guessed I wouldn’t be touching until after her birthday.

That didn’t mean I had to sit back and let Devon have that first kiss once she was no longer jailbait though.

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