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I reach the door as she’s just opening it. My insides almost melt just looking at her. She is barefoot and in flannel pajamas. Her face is free of makeup and her hair is piled up on top of her head.
She stares at me and her demeanor reminds me of a cocked gun. Not in a bad way. It’s almost as if she may launch herself at me at any moment.
“What is this I hear about you leaving Boston?”
She sighs. “I see you’ve spoken with Sophie. I should’ve told her to keep our conversation between us.”
“Can I come in?”
She thinks about it for a moment and moves aside. “Sure…”
I walk into her apartment and ask again, “Are you really leaving Boston?”
“I don’t know yet. I’m still thinking about it.”
“You can’t. You can’t leave Boston.”
She looks at me pointedly. “Why not? It’s not like anything is keeping me here.”
I swallow past the lump that has formed in my throat and say, “I am here…” She doesn’t say anything so I continue. “I’m sorry. I am so sorry. You will never know how sorry I am for what I said to you that day. I did not mean a single word of it. I was angry and I took it out on you. It was wrong and I should never have done it.”
“I appreciate the apology, but I’m not sure it’s enough.”
I take a beat before what I say next. “I love you.” She actually gasps as if I’ve just throttled her. “Is that enough? Is it enough to convince you of how apologetic I am and how deep my feelings for you run? I do not throw those words around lightly. You mean the world to me. You walked into my life when I least expected it and changed it for the better. I cannot envision a future without you. Please say you’ll stay.”
She turns her face away from me. “I don’t think I can do that.”
I stalk toward her and she looks at me. Her breath catches and she takes a step back. I quicken my steps and then grab her by the waist with one hand. My other hand goes to the nape of her neck and I hold her in place as I kiss her.
The contact makes us moan and melt into each other.
Being this close to her makes me lightheaded, but I don’t stop. I kiss her for everything I am worth and she returns my ministrations with just as much vigor.
I walk until her back hits the wall and we break apart with anoomph. I take a step back, grab both sides of her collar and rip the top of her pajamas open. Buttons go pinging in every direction.
She gasps. Her face is flush and so is her chest as it heaves in front of me.
I’m glad to see that she isn’t wearing a bra. So I slide the ruined material off her shoulders and hook my fingers under the waistband of her pajama bottoms and push them down.
When she is gloriously naked in front of me, her hands go to my crotch and she undoes my pants. In one move she pushes my trousers and underwear to my ankles. Her arms come around my neck and she jumps until she is straddling me with her legs wrapped around my back. I take a few steps forward until she comes into contact with the wall again.
“Emma, I wish I could promise this will be tender and sweet, but I haven’t had you in days. So it’s going to be anything but.”
“Did I tell you I want tender and sweet? Glen, fuck me.”
I don’t need to be told twice. So, I take her like that, against the wall. It’s rough and primal, but it’s clear she gets off on it as much as I do.
Like I promised, I don’t last long. Within minutes, I’m quaking and shouting my way through my climax as she’s wrapped around me.
It doesn’t escape my notice that she has yet to claim her own orgasm.
She unwinds herself from my body and I let her down. When she’s standing in front of me, I take her lips in a slow sensuous kiss, then say, “That was amazing.”
“Yes, it was.” She smiles.
“Although we aren’t done. You haven’t gotten yours yet.”
“No, I haven’t. What are you gonna do about that?” She raises an eyebrow.
