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"You think about me?"
"All the time." He presses his lips to my neck. "I miss the way you taste."
"You've been thinking about fucking me."
He shakes his head. "About you. I miss your moans. I miss your laugh. I miss the way your body fits into mine."
It's like he can give me anything but himself. But I can live with that. If I get this I can live with that.
I look back into his eyes. "This is on my terms, Miles. It's just sex. You do what I want. You come when I call."
His lips curl into a smile. "I like the sound of that."
I laugh despite myself. "I mean come over."
His fingers trace the outline of my smile. "I love your laugh."
"No. You don't say things like that. This is sex. That's it. You don't get to say you miss me, that you love me laugh, that you want to tape my heart back together. Not if you're going to keep everything to yourself."
He nods and grabs my hips. He turns me over, so I'm flat on my back. Then he's straddling me, his crotch grinding against mine.
I missed him too.
I dig my hands into his hair and bring my lips to his. The kiss is hot, electric.
This is exactly what I need. Right now, he's giving me exactly what I need.
Miles runs his fingers over my nipples. I moan into his mouth, bucking my hips, scraping my nails against his skin.
"You feel so good," he groans.
He sucks hard on my nipples, first one, then the other.
My body screams with want. This is all we have, but this is perfect.
He kisses his way down my stomach. Over my inner thigh. "I've been dreaming about this."
He moves closer. Almost.
Palms flat against the inside of my knees, he pushes my legs onto the bed so I'm splayed open for him. His plaything again, but God, do I love the way he plays.
He runs his tongue over my sex. Pleasure screams through me as my body remembers how good this feels, how much it misses him.
He sucks on my outer lips. Then it's the gentle scrape of his teeth. He works his way to my clit, his fingers trailing over my inner thighs.
"Miles," I groan. I dig my hands into his hair.
His tongue slides over my clit.
Anything teasing or gentle is gone. His mouth is on me, and he's licking me in every place that craves his tongue. My body reacts quickly. The knot inside me is intense, and he's the only thing that can undo it.
He's the only thing that can make me feel good.
He licks me, dragging his fingertips over my thighs. I groan. All the ugly parts of the day fade away. Right now, I feel good. Right now, there's pleasure in the world.
Hell, the world is fucking beautiful.
His tongue, his mouth, his lips—they're perfect. He explores my sex until I'm shaking then he focuses right on that spot.
