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"You're right," he growls, slipping his fingers into my hair.
"About what?"
"You're right," he repeats. "This isn't just about sex. You and I...we have a problem. And I don't know how to fix it." He crashes his lips against mine, finishing his thought in between our sweeping kisses and heavy breaths. "But...this...is as good a place as any to start."
13
Vanessa
This is it, I think to myself. This is when I'm supposed to push him off of me and say some cheeky line about how this was all to hurt him, to get back at him. I can't let this happen. I can't give into him like this. But no matter how much I try to will myself to make him stop, I can't.I just can't. It's like I'm melting into a warm puddle where there is nothing but his skin, these sheets, and this intense pulsing feeling between us.
He kisses me harder as his hand crawls up the length of my leg. He trails it up my thigh, making me squirm with need. When his fingers slip under my panties and graze my clit, I moan out his name and feel dizzy from deja vu. I can't believe this is really happening. It's not just a love sick dream anymore.
He pulls away and gives me an approving smirk. "I like hearing you say my name."
I bite my bottom lip, knowing no matter how much he likes it - I can't say his name again. It makes this too real. I just want to let him make me feel good. I can't be reminded of how wrong this is...of how much I hate him. Not now when I'm so close to getting the relief I desperately need.
I turn my head away from him, but his fingers are still between my legs, tracing the outline of my panties. I'm so wet, I can feel it soaking through the thin, silk fabric. I'm practically ready to cum already, but I don't want to just yet. I want to savor this. I want to remember everything about this moment when I refer back to it while I'm alone in my bed at night. It can't happen again, so I have to savor every detail and make this last.
Ashford takes the hint and leans over me to kiss me again - deeper, slower. His fingers aren't moving. They're just teasing me. Teasing me until I'm begging him to let me cum.
He presses his thumb against my clit, making me cry out. "Don't stop," I whimper, bucking my hips against his hand. Ashford is holding me there, keeping me on the brink.
"Spread your legs," he commands. This is the kind of man he was before...and the kind of man he's been since. He doesn't ask, he tells. And I can't stop myself from following his every single command.
"Wider," he commands. "I need to see you."
The more he tells me what to do, the wetter I get for him.
I can feel his eyes burning into me like fire. He slips two fingers inside of me and my nails dig into his shoulders.
"Is this it, Vanessa?" he hisses into my ear. "Is this what you needed tonight?"
"No," I answer breathlessly. "No, I need you inside of me."
After a decade of flying solo almost every single night, I'm done with tongues and fingers and toys. All I want is to feel myself stretching around the hard length of him.
"Say my name again," he demands. "And I'll give you what you want."
"No, I...I…"
I...need this too bad to say no.
"Joshua," I moan. "Please...fuck me."
He leans back just long enough to undress and put on a condom. I sit up and admire his erection as he pulls the rubber around it. God, I missed that cock. Maybe even more than I missed him. At least that's how it feels to my sex-crazed brain right now.
When he looks back up at me, his stare tells me he's about to devour me.
He moves over me again, kissing me hard as he slowly slides inside. I forgot just how good this was...how much it always felt like my body was made for him.
He keeps his grip tight on my wrists and looks down to the way my breasts are bouncing with every thrust. I can feel his excitement growing even more inside of me, and it shows in his hard and fast rhythm.
I know he's enjoying this as much as I am. We were always so good together in bed. My heart aches with the same old resounding question...Why would he ever do anything to ruin this?
I remember what I'm here for - to remind him what he lost. I lift up and press my lips into his, biting into his bottom lip. I press a firm hand across his chest and push him backwards until I'm free enough to crawl back onto my hands and knees.
"Fuck me from behind," I purr with a smile. "Remember how much you used to love that? How deep you used to be able to go inside of me?"
