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“Onlyonewoman I want to impress.” At that moment, I realize it’s true. She’s the only woman I want. The only woman I’ve kissed in the last month.

The only woman I want to kiss for the foreseeable future, along with a myriad of other sexual activities.

Our gazes hold, conveying what our mouths don’t dare speak aloud. Then Calli grabs my face, sliding her tongue past my lips as she stakes her claim with a fierce kiss.

When she pulls back, she nips my lower lip, offering up that sexy smirk. “Something to remember me by.”

Like there’s a chance in hell I’ll forget her. The woman is burned into my brain.

She grabs her purse and pulls out a brand new hundred-dollar bill. “Here,” she says, pressing the money into my hand, “get a lap dance on me.”

Is she kidding? I don’t care how good these dancers are or how perky their tits. I want the woman in front of me. I toss the money onto the bed, cocking my brow at her surprised look. “How aboutyougive me one later? Like you said, you have some serious moves.”

She traces her fingers down my torso, and my cock threatens to explode if I don’t sink inside her immediately. “I’m incredibly flexible, too.”

I toss my head back, releasing a frustrated groan. “Holy shit, Callista. I’m supposed to walk out that door without testing that claim? I don’t think so.”

“Keegan, let’s go, man!” I love my cousin. I do. But right now, I’m about to knock him dead in his face. I’m in the middle of an important conversation. One that involves burying myself inside Calli for the rest of the night.

“I’ll be right there.” I throw the reply toward the door, even though I don’t care if there are piles of hundred-dollar bills on the other side. I want to stay here. With Callista.

“Have fun. Be careful.” A quick peck to my lips, and she’s off the bed, her hands covering those amazing tits as she struts to the bathroom. “See you later, gorgeous.”

She closes the door, leaving me standing there with a stupid grin on my face.

Yes, darling, you will see me later. All of me. And I’m claiming all of you.

Chapter

Nine

CALLISTA

“This is so much better than some nightclub with sweaty men grinding against us,” Jane proclaims, propping her head up to smile in my direction. “Am I right?”

I nod with a chuckle, releasing a small moan as my massage therapist works out a knot in my shoulder.

“Your muscles are so tight, miss,” Renaldo, my personal masseuse for the evening, notes.

“Have Keegan work on that later tonight,” Jane snickers.

I love his cousin. She’s cheeky and saucy and just the type of woman I adore hanging out with. “Keegan is busy getting his share of lap dances. No doubt he’ll be worn out from all the activity.”

“I love that you’re not jealous. So many women would freak out knowing some strange woman is bumping and grinding against their man.”

Trust me, Jane, the thought isn’t far from my mind.

I manage a laugh, trying desperately to appear unbothered. “I know it’s a rite of passage. No point in getting my knickersin a twist.”

What I don’t disclose is that the idea ofanywoman touching Keegan makes me ill. But sadly, Keegan isn’tmyman. At least not beyond Sunday evening. Even if the lines in our hotel suite flew past friendship like a jumbo jet.

Damn, but that man can kiss. Never, not once in my life, has a man kissed me with that level of passion.

I felt … everything.

A jolt courses through my body as I realize something Ineverthought I’d feel. Keegan kisses better than Charlie.

By a long shot.

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