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I looked down at the younger version of us. Him mid-laugh, me bright-eyed and staring at him like he held my world in his hands. Had I known then that I was in love with him? Looking back on it now, it seemed so obvious.

A sinking feeling rolled through me. I never should’ve stayed with Seth.

I set the picture back down and turned to him with my hands on his chest. “We’ve lost so much time. I should’ve known that night—”

“Don’t go there, baby.” He cupped my neck, tracing the line of my jaw with his thumbs. “You’re here with me now. That’s all that matters.”

He leaned down and captured my mouth with his. This kissing wasn’t the hard and frantic kind we’d done on the pier. This was soft and sweet, full of yearning and hope. The way it should’ve been if the timing had been different on so many things.

He tangled his hand in my hair, taking his time to kiss me slowly, deeply, his tongue stroking mine like a promise. My bones liquefied. A hazy buzz lit up my nerve endings, so that every touch felt like a tender caress over the length of my body. I felt cherished, worshiped, like there wasn’t a single person on earth who could care for me like Wes. He was all I’d wanted my whole life, even when I’d been too stubborn and lost in my own hurt to realize it.

I let out a languid sigh as warmth spread through my core. “Take me to bed.”

He lifted me up, holding me against his hard length. We continued to kiss in that long, simmering way, like we had the time we’d never given ourselves before. As if there was no need to rush because it would only be us until the end of our days. I had one arm hooked around the back of his neck, while my other hand roamed over his chest, his arms, down the ripples in his abs. Every inch of him belonged to me.

At the door to his room, I set my feet to the floor and tugged on his shirt. “Should we take blankets outside? Just in case I lose control of my magic?”

“I’m not worried about it.” He brushed my hair back. “This isn’t about our powers. Tonight, it’s just you and me.”

“Okay.” I stood on my toes and nipped at his ear. “But if I ruin your stuff, don’t say I didn’t try to warn you.”

He chuckled. “I’ll keep that in mind.”

Wes’s bedroom was decorated in a similar style to his living room. The Taurus in him had expensive taste, but he kept it minimalist. Light walls and dark furniture. A painting of the night sky, outlining the constellations, hung over a fireplace large enough to walk around in. Another set of floor-to-ceiling windows opened to the choppy waves and the rough rocks that speared out of the sea. The better view stood in front of me, though.

I peeled his shirt off and kissed my way down his chest. He let out a groan, plunging his hands into my hair as I dragged my tongue over his abs, working my way down. On my knees and fully clothed, save for the underwear he’d stolen, I unbuttoned his pants. As I pulled them down, his erection jutted out. He was huge and sleek. My mouth watered, wanting to take him deep within my throat. I licked my lips and his shaft twitched.

Taking the head of his cock in my mouth, I rolled my tongue around it. He let out a sharp hiss, gripping my hair harder. The taste of his precum sent waves of arousal coursing through me. I dipped my fingers between my legs to ease the ache.

“You’re so beautiful.” He tilted my chin and stared into my eyes, his gaze full of awe and wonder. “How are you mine? What did I do to deserve you?”

His words undid me. Any piece of me that might’ve held back disappeared. I had no room for doubt or insecurities when he looked at me like that. I took him deeper into my mouth as I continued to stroke my clit, pushing us both closer to the edge. I felt incredible. Powerful. This strong and patient man was all mine. My moans vibrated against him and he pulled back.

He took my free hand and pulled me to my feet. “As much as I love the feel of your mouth on my cock, I need more of you.”

He raised my arms over my head to take off my dress. I stood in front of him wearing nothing but a bra. He reached around me to unhook it, taking his time to pull the straps down, kissing my shoulders. Our breathing turned heavy as we stood naked in front of each other. My nipples peaked and the beating pulse between my legs increased.

As he kissed me, it felt like the first time all over again. He lifted me up and laid me on the bed. His hand ran over my breasts, down my stomach, lower. He dipped a finger inside me. “I love how wet you get for me, how hungry your pussy is for my cock.”

I took him in my hand, reveling in the strong and silken feel of his shaft against my palm. I’d never been a fan of hand jobs, but nothing with Wes could be described as ordinary. The feel and weight of him was exquisite. I couldn’t get enough of touching and stroking him. He pumped into my hand, as if he couldn’t stop himself from moving.

He covered my nipple with his mouth, giving it a gentle bite before soothing it with his tongue while he tugged and rolled the other. I gripped his cock tighter. Rubbing my thumb over the precum at his head, I shuttled my hand up and down at a faster pace. I yelped when a tiny electric shock zapped my nipple and heat spread through my core.

“Sorry.” He grinned at me. “Lost control for a second.”

“Do it again,” I breathed.

“Really?” His eyes lit with pleasure when I nodded.

A small spark of lightning flickered between his index finger and thumb. He pinched my other nipple, sending a small series of shocks though me. I let out a moan when he licked the small hurt away. It felt amazing. He did it again and I jerked my hips against him.

He kissed his way down my body, running his hands up my legs. “I need to taste you again.” He kissed my inner thigh. “I can’t get enough of the feel of you on my tongue.” He spread me open with his thumbs. “Gorgeous.”

He licked my clit as he plunged his fingers inside me, driving me higher toward that peak. “I can’t.” My voice came out in gasps. “I’m going to come.”

He continued to lick and suck me until he’d had his fill. I climbed all the way to the top, right on the verge of shattering, when he pulled back and stood on his knees over me. I gripped his cock and took him back in my mouth.

He only let me play for a few minutes before pulling back. “I’m not coming in your mouth, baby. I want to be buried deep in your pussy, feeling your tight walls milking me while you moan my name.”

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