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“Yeah, he is,” I say, with a smile. He’s come a hell of a long way. “I told him that too much has happened in our time apart, too much distance. But seeing you here now, being with you again, it’s damn clear I was wrong about that.” I shake my head to myself. “Even thinking it for a second was wrong.” Moving my stool closer to her, I lift our joined hands, kissing her knuckles, watching with satisfaction as it makes her tremble in that sexy way that’s her turned-on telltale. “You ain’t like none of the women who’ve come before. You’re a world apart. And I love that about you, always have. It’s had you standing out to me more than anybody, had you under my skin for years, never leaving my mind or my fucking heart. You’re like me. That’s what I’ve wanted and needed for a hell of a long time. It’s what I’ve missed. It’s what’s had me empty. All these years… being without you… it’s been a real bitch of a thing.”
Her eyes widen, her shock clear at my confession.“Cal, that’s… wow.”
I can’t help grinning, it’s rare to see her like this. “Romantic as shit, yeah?”
She chuckles. “Yes, it was. I really didn’t know you had that in you.”
“Guess getting close to Roxana and my grandbaby has opened up that kind of thing in me.”
“You mean, feelings?” she teases.
“Yeah, woman, that’s what I mean. Ain’t like you’re an expert at that neither.”
“Well, you know what they say.”
“What’s that?”
A soft smile ghosts her lips. “Everybody has to start somewhere.”
She leans in, her lips brushing over mine.
Just that slight touch sets me off and I’m fisting my hands in her hair in the next beat, and deepening the kiss until she’s gasping for breath.
I’m right there with her.
I can’t get enough of her. Never could.
She reacts faster than me, grabbing the hem of my t-shirt and tugging it up my chest. I release her temporarily and let her tear the thing off me.
And then I’m pushing off the stool, kicking it across the kitchen and lunging at her.
I grasp her hips and haul her onto the breakfast bar, relishing the sight of her breasts bouncing as her ass hits it hard enough to jolt that sexy body of hers.
She opens her legs and I move between them, taking hold of the straps of her flimsy tank and jerking it down to her stomach, freeing her mouthwatering breasts. Just as breathtaking as they always were. My hands descend upon them, feeling that familiar firm handful, those perfect pink nipples that still stiffen at my slightest touch, just a brush of my finger. Char was always all about the tease.
As I dip my head and flick my tongue over her left one, she fists her hands in my hair and throws her head back, her lips parting on a sexy moan that rolls right through me, making my dick rage for her.
It takes a load of self-control to resist the insane need to just bend her over, tear her pants off and slam my cock deep inside her and fuck the living shit out of her.
Last time was a goddamn whirlwind, a blur that I don’t wanna repeat right now. That was fueled by pain, resentment and a load of other soul-destroying sentiments.
Things are different now. It means I wanna fuck her different.
Gotta take my time, worship her the way she deserves, the way I need to. Wanna savor her, what’s between us.
I ease off her breasts, picking up on a little whimper of unfulfilled need from her.
“All in good time, kitten,” I say, reaching out and grasping her chin with my thumb and forefinger, drawing her heavy-lidded gaze to mine. My lips brush hers, trailing over the side of her cheek, before I whisper at her ear, “Missed you. Gonna show you just how much now.”
I drop my hand from her chin and trail my fingers down her body, making her undulate against me as I blaze a trail of heat across her skin. I’m real thankful that she’s finally moved out of her tactical gear and instead she’s rocking a pair of gray lounge pants, because it makes it real easy for me to slide my hand beneath her waistband and into her panties, gliding my fingers through her pussy. “Need me bad,” I growl at her ear. “Fucking soaked for me.”
“Yes!” she cries as I roll my finger over her clit, making her buck on the countertop. “Please!”
I smirk, getting off on her begging me. A woman like Char doing that… there ain’t nothing sweeter. “Goddamn right.” In the next beat, I jerk down her lounge pants and panties in one go and tear them off her ankles, tossing them across the kitchen. I shove her back onto the counter with a hand to her breasts. The moment her back hits it, I jerk her closer to me until her ass is hanging off the edge. Then I slap her thighs wider apart and drag my thumb real nice and slow through her exposed pussy. She shudders and whimpers for me.
Gonna have her doing more than that.
I spread her wet pussy open with my fingers, and lean in, licking the length of her.
