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“Mia?” he said tentatively.
She wiped her mouth, her legs unsteady. “Are you sure, Jeff? I just don’t want to push you. I know things have been—”
“Yeah, yeah.” He had a hard time breathing. “I’m sure. I want this.” Jeff gripped her shoulders so hard she was afraid he might leave a mark. “I’m so sure, Mia. I can’t stay away from you one minute longer. I’m not sure why I waited this long.”
He pulled her close, and his hardness pushed into her tummy. How she’d missed him. She wanted to touch him everywhere, lick him everywhere. She wanted to rip his clothes off, and then her own, and make love right there on the floor.
“You’re so beautiful, Mia.” He cupped her face in his hands. “Your black eyelashes are as long as I remember.” He pushed his erection into her. “Do you feel that?”
“Yes.”
“Feel how much I hunger for you. I want you so much.”
Her breathing was unsteady, coming in rapid pants. Her heart slammed against her sternum.
“Do you want me?”
“God, Jeff. Yes.”
“Will you say it for me, Mia? Say you want me.”
She poured her whole heart and soul into her next three words, hoping he could see the truth in her gaze. “I want you.”
His mouth, reckless and possessive, claimed hers. He swept her into his arms and carried her to the bed. He caressed her shoulders, her breasts, lightly pinching each nipple. She gasped as her blood boiled. With each touch, he ignited more heat within her, all the way down to her core between her legs. She was wet. She could tell. So wet for him. It had been so, so long.
He moved slowly as he unbuttoned her jeans and eased them over her hips, letting his fingers linger over each inch of flesh as he exposed it. She wanted to be naked—naked under his touch. She wriggled and groaned, whispering his name.
“Please,” she said, and found herself repeating the word again and again.
“Please what, my Mia?” he rasped.
“I…don’t know.”
“Do you want me to touch you?”
“Yes, please.”
“Here?”
He ran his fingers lightly over her belly. She squirmed. He trailed lower, through her dark curls to her clit. She jolted.
“Here?”
“Oh yes,” she said, sighing.
He slid through her folds. “You’re wet for me, Mia. God, always so wet for me.”
She quivered, her mind whirling and wheeling. For a moment, she was back in her bedroom in her mother’s old house, being touched by Jeff for the first time. She opened her eyes and then closed them. Opened them again. Thoughts were impossible. Only feelings coursed through her.
“Wet. For you. Yes, Jeff, only for you.” And once more, as always with Jeff, the truth hit her. “Only you, Jeff. I never got wet for anyone else.”
His fingers stopped their work. She mourned their absence, but when his gaze met hers, his eyes misted over with tears, her heart melted.
“Is that true, Mia?”
Truth. She’d only had pure truth with Jeff and no other. And she was truthful now. “Yes, Jeff. I promise. I only got wet for you. With Wayne, the first time, it was painful.”
He winced. “I’m sorry.”
