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“Okay,” I say, still not getting the point.
“I was harsh with you,” he said. “You made a mistake and apologized, and I couldn’t forgive you.”
My spine locks into place, and I slide to the edge of the seat. A cold sweat slicks my palms, and I find myself interested in what he’s about to say. More than that, I need to know what’s on his mind.
“I’m sorry, Ava.” He stands and walks over to me, sitting next to me.
I bite my lower lip. The idea of him making out with some random woman at the bar doesn’t put a smile on my face, but he’s with me now and not her. He didn’t have to tell me any of this, but he chose to. Why? A drop of hope leaks into my ocean of doubts.Because he cares for me.He has to—I want to touch him, but I hold myself back. Just in case I’m wrong. “Where do we go from here?”
He grabs my hand and places it on his heart. It’s beating madly, faster than normal. “We go anywhere we want… together. Loyal to each other, and determined to be with each other.”
My own heartbeat is drumming in my ears. I stare into his eyes. “Yes,” I hiss.
He takes me into his arms and kisses me—a breathy, savage, passionate kiss that makes me feel like the air is leaving my lungs. I touch him, my hands perusing from his shoulders to his chest, then resting on the bulge in his pants. He grabs a fistful of my hair, pulling it, earning a soft moan from me.
Fire ignites through me, and all I want is to remove my clothes and do the same to him. The hunger from months without sex only adds to the raw need to make him mine again. I need to see him, so I push up his shirt, and he quickly wrenches his mouth from mine to help me. Once his warm chest is bare, he captures my lips with his again, and this time, it feels even more animalistic than the other kiss.
My nipples are painfully tight, with a hot stir swirling behind my breasts. My underwear is soaked in my juices, and damn, my clit is working overtime, swollen and tingly. All of me is in dire need for a good fucking.
“Get naked, baby,” he says. “I need to eat you out.”
I pull my sweatshirt over my head and let it drop behind the loveseat. Jack nudges at my waist band, so I lift my hips and let him take my sweatpants and underwear off until I’m naked.
He pulls me to the edge of the sofa, planting my feet on each side, and buries his head between my legs. This time, his gaze is on mine, intently, as he licks my pussy, feasting on my cunt. I have a hard time sitting still, when my bones seem to melt. Each lap he takes at my folds, a jolt of excitement travels through me.
God, how I’ve missed this… this intimacy. He’s looking at me, with a fiery lust in his eyes. He knows how to eat me, how to devour my cunt like he’s a starving man and I’m his last meal.
He moves to my clit, sucking it until my thighs tremble.
“Oh fuck yeah, I missed this…,” I whisper, my vision foggy and brain not far behind. “You eat me so good.”
Sensing the urgency in my voice, he thrusts three fingers in my pussy. With short, fast, shallow thrusts, he sends me over the edge. Pressure builds inside me, and my pussy contracts around his digits for a moment, to then release a powerful surge of pleasure through me, coming in waves. Wave after wave of ecstasy rides me until I’m quietly quivering, still feeling his fingers inside me.
I throw my head back, exhaling, trying to come back to the present. When I face him, he’s studying me. “What?” I blush.
“I love watching you come,” he says, with a mischievous smile.
A zingy energy passes between us, and I smile too. An easy smile I haven’t been flashing much these days. Before I can muse on it for long, he leans forward and grabs me, lifting me and carrying me in his arms.
I gasp, surprised, and he takes me to our bedroom.
When he puts me on the mattress, it’s my time to admire him as he removes his pants and briefs. I bask in every ridge of his carved chest, every chiseled muscle of his imposing body.
This is Jack—the man I chose as a husband. The man who forgave me, and forgave himself for our mistakes. I love him, and tonight, nothing can change that.
* * *
Jack
My heart is full.She’s on my bed, sending glances my way that make me want to jump with excitement. Every part of me is aware of her appraisal, and after I’m fully naked, I stroke myself a bit, looking at her.
That’s right. I want her to see she’s about to get this big fat dick inside her. The veins of my cock are pumping with adrenaline, like the rest of me.
She smacks her lips, and starts shifting on the bed, restless. Then, she obviously wants me to taste my own medicine, because she parts her legs and glides her hand down her beautiful body until she’s playing with herself.
I stroke myself faster, slowly erasing the distance between us. She gives me a view, opening her legs more and parting her pink smooth folds. Her cream covers them, and I lick my lips, still tasting her sweet tangy pussy in my mouth.
“You want this, don’t you?”
