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He took her lead and cupped her mound through her jeans, rubbed, found just the right place, and she squirmed. He reached for her zipper.
“I need to feel you. Feel your wetness.”
Tingles raced through her and settled in her pussy. Brett slowly unzipped her pants, and then reached under her panties until his hot fingers probed her heat.
“Ah, God. So wet, Kath. So wet for me.”
“For you,” she echoed.
He lowered his head and took a hard nipple between his lips. “So sweet,” he murmured.
First, he licked and teased. Her nipple hardened until she thought it would burst open. Finally, when she couldn’t take it any longer, he closed his lips and sucked on the tight bud.
She squeezed his hardness again and his groan rumbled against the flesh of her breast. God, she wanted him. Wanted him to stuff that hard cock into her and fuck her hard and fast.
Then she wanted to lie in his arms, kiss him and caress him, make slow, sweet passionate love all night long.
Was this going too fast? Hell, she didn’t care. If she had only this, only this one night with him, it would be enough. Two nights with Brett Falcone could get her through the rest of her life.
“I want you,” he rasped against her nipple.
“I want you, too.”
“Unzip my pants.”
She didn’t need further urging. She drew down the zipper slowly, listening to each click of the teeth as they brought her closer and closer to her heart’s desire. Oh, he was hard. And turned on. A drop of fluid had dampened his boxers. She reached under his waistband and pulled out his thick cock. And suddenly, she couldn’t wait any longer. She slid out of her sandals, pushed her jeans and panties to the floor, and stepped out of them.
“Condom?” she said.
“Vasectomy.”
“Thank God. Take me now, Brett. Don’t you dare wait one minute longer.”
He wrapped his arms around her, lifted her, and set her down on his hard thick cock.
Oh, the sweet joining of bodies, of hearts. He slid into her so easily, so smoothly, as though he were made for her.
And he had been. She was sure of it. More sure than anything in the world.
She sighed at that first beautiful fullness, that first smooth thrust that reunited their bodies.
“Brett.” Her voice had deepened an octave, as though his name had come from the deepest center of her.
Her soul.
He lifted her again and brought her back down onto his erection. “God, Kath. It’s never been like this with anyone else. Ever.”
“For me either.”
She slammed her lips into his and kissed him. Kissed him with all she had, with all the pent up frustration of being without him for all those years, with all the love she’d always felt for him, and still felt even more acutely now.
Their mouths melded together in a clashing symphony of teeth and lips. No melody, just discordant threads of a chorus too long ignored. Too long silent.
No, the melody would come later. This was fucking. Joining. Hard, fast cementing that they both needed. Later they’d make love.
At least she hoped they would.
She clamped her legs tighter around his waist as he continued to plunge into her. Harder, faster, the room started spinning.
