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Chapter Fourteen
“Oh, that parts. Still not believing you.” He released one of my wrists and dived his hand into my hair. “It came to my attention during dinner that you’re rather mouthy.”
“I’m an independent woman. Being a sarcastic, mouthy bitch is an occupational hazard.”
His laugh is low, and the way it shaked his body made his thigh rub against my core. I bite my lip again. Holy crap.
“Ah, yes. The independent woman.” Ivan dropped his face and brushed a kiss against my jaw. “Vibrator and all.”
My cheeks flushed. Why, oh why, did I have to mention the vibrator?
He kissed his way down my jaw, his fingers flexing at both my wrist and the back of my head.
“Ivan, get the fuck off of me.” Before I spontaneously combust because it’s getting damn hot out here.
“Mouthy,” he whispered.
He pressed his lips to mine before I could do anything about it,
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