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“Too long.”
“Almost six years.”
“Too fucking long.”
“Too fucking long.” Fisting his shirt in my hands, I yank him toward me, desperate to feel his tongue in my mouth. We kiss deeply, passionately, each desperate to taste the other, to feel the other, that it’s nearly impossible to think.
But I need to think. There are things that need to be said.
Pulling away, I press a hand against his chest to hold him at bay. “You’re moving to Frosty Crest?”
“I’m going to be the head chef at Omnivore Tavern. As long as that’s okay with you?”
I lick my lips and nod my head. “I want you to stay with me, Sebastian. Forever.”
“That’s all I needed to hear,” he growls. He wraps me into his arms, pulling me toward the bed as he plants searing kisses along my jaw.
“Sebastian,” I moan against his mouth, “I really need to tell you something before this goes further.”
“Do you have a husband?”
“N-no.”
“Boyfriend?”
I shake my head.
His face softens. “You want to tell me about your son?” he asks quietly.
“How did you…?”
“Willa,” he says, sucking my earlobe into his mouth. “She’s chatty.”
“So, you know,” I gasp. “His father…?”
He shakes his head. “It doesn’t matter.”
Frowning, I pull away. “Doesn’t matter?”
He reaches for me, tugging me close again. “Listen to me, Wren. I don’t care who his father is. He’s your son, so I’ll love him like he’s my own. I want to know everything about the little guy, and I can’t wait to meet him, but first… I need you, Wren. Please.”
His mouth seals over mine once more, and this time, I give in to the kiss, sucking his tongue deep into my mouth. We grope at each other’s clothes, desperate to strip each other as quickly as possible. When the zipper of my dress gets stuck, he roars in frustration before ripping it from my body.
We pause in our frantic kissing to watch the ruined fabric drop to the floor.
“I’ll buy you a new dress,” he growls. “Right now, I just need you naked on the bed.” A moment later, my panties and bra lie on the floor atop the dress. He pushes me onto the bed and my legs immediately fall open to invite him inside.
The pressure of my climax has already started to build, and he hasn’t even touched me yet. I need him inside me, immediately. I stroke my slit, showing him the gathering moisture on my fingers. “Please don’t make me wait any longer. I’m ready…”
He grips his steel-hard rod in his hands, pumping once. “I’m not sure how long I’ll be able to last tonight. I’m close to exploding right now, just watching you touch yourself.”
“Take me,” I beg. “Please, take me.”
He lowers his body over mine, kissing me deeply as he pushes his cock inside me. When he’s balls-deep, he freezes in place. I groan, wanting more, needing more. My inner walls grip his cock like a vice, pulling him deeper inside.
“Don’t stop,” I beg.
“I want to make this last as long as possible,” he whispers. “Touch yourself. I want to feel you come on my cock before I lose myself completely.”
