Page 101 of Do-Over with my Ex


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He kissed me again, and the kiss wasn’t urgent or demanding or challenging. It was gentle and sweet, sensual. It was filled with everything we didn’t say to each other when we sparred with words, when I gave him shit and he clapped right back.

He kissed me like he’d never kissed me before. Or like he would never kiss me again. He held onto me, his hands tracing my body as if he was committing it to memory.

Slowly, he undressed me. He worked my tank top up my body, and his hands branded me where he touched my bare skin. I was his, and I would always be.

When he pulled the top over my head, he tossed it aside and kissed his way down my neck, onto my shoulder, and onto the delicate skin on my chest.

He worked his way down my body. He didn’t pull off my bra or kiss and lick my breasts. Instead, he worshipped every inch of my body, kissing and licking andadoring. I lay on the bed, letting him make me feel like a goddess.

When he pulled down my leggings—my go-two wear because it was comfortable and easy to get out of with him—he slowly peeled them down my legs like he was unwrapping a long-awaited gift. He kissed my legs as he bared my skin, and every kiss was fire.

I pulled up his shoulder when he moved to my mouth again, and he shrugged out of it. He kicked off his jeans so that I didn’t have to fiddle with them, and we lay in our underwear and made out.

“This reminds me of the first time we were together,” I said softly, tracing a finger down Lorenzo’s cheek.

“Yeah,” I said. “Except you’re way hotter now.”

I laughed. “I wasn’t hot, then?”

“You were a vision, then,” Lorenzo corrected. “Now, you’re a goddess.”

“God, can you get any cheesier?”

“I think so,” Lorenzo said. “It comes with the territory. I’m allowed to dote on you, you’remine.”

A rush of warmth washed over my body. I loved the way he said that.

“I love being yours,” I said.

He chuckled. “Who’s being cheesy now?”

I kissed him. “Shut up and make love to me.”

Lorenzo complied. He kissed me again, his tongue pushing into my mouth, and I relished in the feel of his body against mine. We were made for each other, our bodies fitting into each other perfectly.

Lorenzo undid my bra and pulled it off. He cupped my naked breasts while we made out, and he grinded himself against me.

He slid his hand onto my ass and pulled me tightly against him.

I tugged his boxers down, and he peeled my panties away, and there was nothing between us now.

When he rolled onto me, I let him. This wasn’t a struggle for power, a fight for me to stay in control and keep him at arm’s length. I wanted him to be in charge. I wanted him to get as close as he could.

My thighs opened for him, and he pushed into me, giving me what I needed.

He rocked back and forth, stroking sensually in and out of me, and I sighed against his neck, where I pressed my lips, planting kisses as he made love to me.

“Thank you for sticking it out with me,” I said. “I gave you hell, and you still stuck around.”

“You did give me hell, but I knew there was good stuff underneath your hard exterior.”

“How did you know?” I asked.

Lorenzo grinned at me. “Celine, you keep forgetting. Iknowyou.”

EPILOGUE - CELINE

Six Months Later

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