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A small smile slips onto her lips and she reaches out with her tiny hand, placing it on my chest. As her palm connects with my skin, I’m suddenly very aware I’m still topless. Her touch sends a shiver along my bare flesh. “And what about now?”
I reach up with my fingers and tuck a stray strand of hair behind her ear before cupping her cheek with my palm. She leans into my touch, letting out a soft whimper. “Even when Iwanted to hate you, I couldn’t. Even battered and broken, my heart beats for you. It’s always been you.”
Moving slower than I normally would, to make my intentions very clear, to give her a chance to stop me as I close the gap between us. Once she’s so close that we’re sharing the same breath, I press my lips against hers.
Last week, the kiss was full of passion and fury, laced with the anger we both had towards each other. Whereas this kiss is the opposite. It’s slow and soft, but there’s so much heat behind it, I feel like the world is exploding around me.
Tee’s the one who deepens the kiss, slamming her lips against mine with so much force I stumble. Luckily, the kitchen counter is right behind me to keep me steady.
She throws her arms around my neck, threading her fingers into my hair as she sweeps her tongue along my lower lip, demanding access.
I give her what she needs, savouring her taste as I wrap my arms around her waist, my hand snaking lower to rest on her ass. We kiss frantically, nipping and licking at each other as we both desperately cling to each other. Her body is flush with mine, yet she still doesn’t feel close enough.
I’m like a dying man in the middle of the desert, presented with the coolest glass of water, and I can’t fucking get enough. I want to drown in her.
As we devour each other, our hands travel all over the other’s body. I groan as she trails her fingers over the ridges of my abs, my body trembling beneath her touch. While I trace along her sides, across the exposed section of skin beneath her belly button, up to the swell of her tits.
As I drag my hands down her back to her ass, she jumps into my arms, wrapping her legs around my waist. I catch her, my hands gripping her ass, pulling her against my hardening cock.
In this new position, her hot little pussy, that’s barely covered by her ridiculously tiny shorts, grinds against my growing erection. I’m only wearing sweatpants, and my hard cock is begging to be set free. Each time Tee shuffles in my arms, tilting her pelvis, she grinds against my dick more, ripping a groan from my lips.
As I move my lips from hers, so we can both take in some much needed air, in between gasps, I press soft kisses to her throat. “So fucking perfect,” I mumble, as I nip along her throat.
“How does this still feel so fucking good?” she asks, as she throws her head back to give me more access to her neck.
I chuckle as I suck on the pulse point below her ear that makes her moan loudly. “We were made for each other, Angel.”
I turn, so I can rest Tee against the kitchen counter, freeing up my hands. As she captures my lips with hers again, I let my hand drift underneath her top until I reach her tits. They’re the perfect size, fitting in my hands just right, and I give them a gentle squeeze to remind myself of how fucking amazing they are.
Tee rakes her fingers down my back, before dipping into the back of my sweatpants, gripping onto my ass in return. Using my finger and thumb, I gently roll her nipple between them, teasing gently, before pulling and squeezing a little more, just the way I know she likes. Her responding cries of pleasure are like music to my ears, as she arches her back to give me more access.
“Fuck! More, Evan,” she mumbles against my lips, before she claims my mouth with her tongue again.
I continue teasing her nipples, gentle at first, before pulling more, giving her a little of the pain I know she enjoys with her pleasure.
“I will give you more, Angel. I will give you everything you’ve ever wanted. This is just the start for us,” I tell her, as she presses kisses along my neck.
“Really? Do you mean that?” she asks, pulling away to look up at me, her pupils blown wide with lust. She looks so unsure, like I’m offering her a great prize, but I might take it away at any moment.
“Of course, I fucking mean it. I’ve lost you once, Angel, but I’m never letting you go again. Everything we used to talk about… I want it all. We can take it slow for now, but we’re meant to be. I will give you the world. I want everything…the house, the wife, the dog, the kids…” I trail off as I capture her lips with mine, but this time, she doesn’t kiss me back. Tee’s frozen beneath me, and I pull back in confusion.
Did I say too much? Have I rushed this? I thought she was telling me that she wanted this too, so why is she looking at me in horror?
Tee’s face crumples, and she places her hands on my chest, pushing me away. I take a step back, my heart breaking as I see tears filling her grey eyes.
“Angel…” I start, but she cuts me off by shaking her head.
“Don’t.” Her voice breaks as she forces the word out. She quickly swipes her finger under her eyes, wiping away the tears like they weren’t really even there.
When she looks at me now, she looks almost vacant. “You were right before. We’re not the same people we used to be. I’m not the same girl, and I stopped dreaming of stupid fairytale endings a long time ago. Girls like me don’t get their happily ever afters.
“Too much has happened, and as amazing as it was kissing you, we can’t just pretend the last decade didn’t happen. We can’t go back, no matter how much we might want to.”
With a ghostly expression etched on her face, she jumps down from the counter, forcing me to take another step back. She adjusts her top to make sure her tits are covered, and thenflicks her gaze down to the floor, so she doesn’t have to make eye contact with me.
My mouth opens and closes as I desperately try to find the right words to say to her. She’s right, a lot has happened, and of course we can’t pretend it didn’t, but it doesn’t mean we can’t have a future. We can get to know each other again, start over.
Before I get the chance to say any of this, she looks up at me again, her eyes empty and haunted. “I’m sorry,” she whispers, before she strides past me and runs out of the kitchen.
