Suddenly, Becky grabs my hand and tugs me so hard I’m forced to turn and face her. Before I know what’s happening, she crashes her mouth against mine. Stunned, I don’t respond at first. Then I realize this woman, who drives me crazy, is pressing those soft lips I’ve been desperate to feel against mine. The animal instinct inside me comes out like a tiger through flames: hot, fierce. My body takes over. My fingers fist in her hair. My free hand roams her back over her thin sweater. She groans when my tongue parts her lips, tasting the decadent mix of sweetness and coffee all at once. She tastes
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