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DEVINA'S POV

Denzel was eager.

It was to be expected, really, with how long we went without seeing each other. And even when we did, he would be forced to watch me sitting on Nightshade or lazily kissing the disgusting bastard's lip most of the time.

But, even with how I expected it, it more or less still came as a shock when he gripped my jaw and kissed me.

Denzel made his feelings very, very clear.

He missed me. And with each kiss he indulged me with and the slides of his tongue against mine, he made sure to make me know just how much he missed me.

He'd take off my shirt and slacks a while back, and now, I was straddling him as he sat at the edge of the bed, one of his hands gripping my waist and occasionally running up and down my thigh to get a good feel while the other took its rightful place at the back of my head, tangled in the purple strands of my hair as he sometimes tugged or pushed to get me closer.

I groaned when I felt his hand slip into my lingerie, gripping my a
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