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I don’t know if I can.
All these years and to now find out that he’s been writing to me? Once calm, I lean forward and pick up the envelopes, each addressed to me with the right address on them, and I frown. “Why didn’t you send them?”
“I didn’t think you’d want them,” he says softly. “Everything I put you through, all the promises I broke that night, I figured the last thing you wanted was contact from me.”
If he had sent these, there’s a chance things could’ve been different.
Or you would’ve thrown them away without looking at them.
“I need to believe you won’t hurt me like that again, Dawson.”
He brings a hand to my cheek and gives me a small smile. “There’s nothing I regret more than the pain I put you through, baby. I’d rather die than hurt you like that again.”
I nod and take a deep breath. “This is going to take time, Dawson, but I’m willing to try. I’m sorry I’ve been acting this way.”
Dawson shakes his head and presses a tender kiss to my forehead before looking intently into my eyes. “Don’t apologize to me, Sav. I’m the one who’s sorry. I should’ve been honest with you seven years ago and given you the chance to stick by my side, but I didn’t do that.”
“I never stopped, you know?” I say, blinking back tears. “Loving you. No matter how much I tried pushing it away, the moment you walked up to my car in your sexy uniform, it all came rushing back. It scared me.” My lips twitch and I turn myself until I’m straddling him. “I’m not scared anymore, Dawson.”
I crash my lips against his, basking in the tingles it sends down my spine, and smile against his lips. There’s no way I would’ve been able to ignore this pull to him any longer, no matter how strongly I denied it.
His hands slide down the length of my back and fall onto the curve of my ass, kneading his fingers into flesh. I rock my hips against him, desperate for more, and he growls against my mouth before pulling away and trailing kisses along the dip in my throat. My head falls back, giving him better access while one of his hands pulls the hem of my shirt up.
I lift my arms in the air, my gaze never leaving his as he drops the shirt to the floor, and his eyes heat at the sight of me. I’ve never felt sexier than under this man’s stare. His length rubs against my pussy as I rock against him once more, and a moan slips from my throat at the friction. “Take what you need, baby. I’m yours to do with as you please.”
Just his words have desire pooling deep inside of me, and I nip at his bottom lip with a smile. “I don’t think you understand what you’re saying.”
“I’m giving you all the control, Sav. I know exactly what I’m saying.” He pulls himself away from me and I groan at the loss,his lip twitching at my reaction. “Take it, baby. The only way you’re coming is if you make it happen yourself. I’m giving you the control.”
Sweeter words have never been said. I push myself down, rolling my pussy against him once again and let myself be in the moment. He nods and nips at my jaw, his hands coming up to brush over my nipples. “That’s it, baby.Fuck, I can feel the heat from your pussy.” A moan escapes when he pinches my nipple and I buck into him from the contact. “Are you going to come for me, Sav?”
The question has the desire in my stomach reaching a higher peak and I rock into him faster, chasing the sweet release I’m desperate for. He leans forward, his tongue swirling around my pebbled nipple, and I cry out into the room.
“Touch me, Dawson,” I say breathlessly. “Don’t stop, please.”
He hums in response, trailing his hands slowly down my chest, leaving fire burning in their wake. “I love hearing you beg, baby. Now come for me.”
As soon as he says the words, my release topples over the edge and he grabs my hips to keep in place while my body trembles from the orgasm. I sag against him, getting my breathing under control, then look into his eyes. “I love you, Dawson.”
Dawson brushes a strand of my hair away from my eyes and smiles. “I love you more, Sav.” Then he wraps his arms aroundme and lifts from the couch as I point him in the direction of my room.
Nothing has ever felt better than opening myself up to him again.
I haven’t seen Dawson in two weeks and I’m giddy with excitement as I step onto his front porch. As usual, there’s a key under the welcome mat, so I quickly turn it in the lock and push the door open with my suitcase in tow behind me. The rest of my stuff will be here by the end of the week, but I couldn’t wait any longer to get here.
He’s at work and probably freaking out by now since I haven’t responded to him for hours, but I’m hoping that when he walks through the door, he’ll be happily surprised. There are a few pieces of mail strewn on the counter that I take a quick look at, then head into the kitchen to see what I can make him for dinner.
It’s late when he walks through the door and the smile that lights up his face makes the wait worth it. He rushes over to me and lifts me in the air, spinning around in a circle, and I giggle excitedly before he places me back on the ground. “I thought you weren’t coming until next week, baby?”
I shrug and give him my best smile. “Couldn’t stand spending another night without you. You’ve made me addicted to your touch all over again, Dawson.”
His hand trails down my back and falls over my ass, squeezing it gently with a smile. “Ditto, baby.” Before I can object, he lifts me up and I wrap my legs around him. “So, let’s do something about that.”
“Dawson, put me down. I have dinner ready for you in the kitchen.”
“Uh uh, baby. The only thing I’m eating right now is your pussy. I’ve been without it for far too long.” He hurries upstairs and pushes his bedroom door open, then drops me onto the bed with a smile. “God, I’ve missed you.”
His lips pressing against mine fill me with nothing but happiness and longing. “I missed you, too,” I whisper against his lips, then deepen the kiss and rock myself into him. “Now show me how much you missed me, Dawson.”
