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And everything in me still goes still.

Holly is bent slightly, reaching for her toes.Then she stretches up toward the ceiling, her soft sweater riding high enough to flash a perfect strip of pale stomach.

My jaw tightens.

Mine.

Her tits bounce with the motion, and her hips sway as she moves side to side—probably trying to work out the tension from sitting so long.

Kai and Ego are standing nearby, pretending not to stare but doing a piss-poor job of it.

I seethe.

Then I punch the moron on the left.

Hard.

“What the fuck, man?!”Ego groans, doubling slightly.

Kai barks a laugh.“Ouch.Damn, bro.He caught you checking out his girl.”

“She’s not— I wasn’t—fuck, ow.”

But he was.I saw it.

Doesn’t matter that I can’t blame them.

Doesn’t matter that Holly probably didn’t even notice them there.

What matters is that fire in my gut.That sharp, raw need to claim.

“Go do your fucking jobs,” I growl.

They scatter—wisely.

I step forward, slam the office door shut behind me, and twist the lock.Holly jumps, spinning to face me.

Silver eyes wide.Lips parted.She’s flushed, hair messy from where she’d tugged it up in a clip.Sweater askew.

A pencil is still tucked behind her ear like a weapon of mass distraction.

“Dammit, Tinsel.You trying to get someone killed?”I rasp, my voice lower than I mean it to be.

“What?”she blinks, clearly having no idea what just happened outside the glass.

I don’t answer.

I pull the shade down on the door, blocking out the rest of the world.Then I move fast, grabbing her and hauling her into my arms like I’ve been starving for the taste of her—which, fuck it, I have.

My mouth crashes into hers, greedy and hot.

She gasps, but her hands come up immediately, clutching at my chest, curling into my shirt as she kisses me back like she never stopped wanting me.

She submits to me without reservation—such a good fucking girl—and it iseverything.

God, she feels so good.

So soft in my arms, her curves melting against my body as I deepen the kiss, one hand sliding into her hair while the other grips her lower back.