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“You thought we wouldn’t see each other again and that if we did, I wouldn’t want you,” he finishes for me.
I swallow, nodding stiffly. “But you waited. You waited eight years.”
“I’ve waited my entire life to have you like this, and I would wait another lifetime, regardless of what you decided to do. Just because you didn’t wait doesn’t mean you love me any less than I love you. It just means I hurt you as deep as you hurt me. I don’t blame you for moving on. But what we did and didn’t do doesn’t matter now. What matters is that I’m the last one to have you like this.”
A hot tear tracks down my cheeks before it’s covered with Maddox’s lips. He kisses my tears as they fall, and I let him, knowing that in a way, these tears symbolize a turning of a page. The start of a new journey. A new chapter to our story that isn’t filled with past mistakes and broken hearts.
“We wasted so much time,” I whisper.
“But we have so much time left.”
He’s right.
I lift my chin and kiss him, a blanket of acceptance falling over me. My heart is a thumping mess in my chest as he returns my kiss and runs a hot palm along my body before gripping my thigh and hitching my leg over his hip. The move opens me up to him, and the second the wet head of his cock slips inside my entrance, I’m crying his name.
“More,” I whine, wiggling my hips and digging my heel into his ass cheek, but he doesn’t move.
He’s frozen, eyes locked on my face, jaw tight, clenching over and over. His bicep is bunched and strained as he holds himself above me. “Condom. Do you want me to use a condom?”
I blink, bewildered. “A little late now, cowboy. But no. I don’t want you to use a condom. Only if you want to. I have an IUD.”
“Fuck no. Just trying to be gentlemanly. I want you bare,” he grunts.
Wrapping my other leg around his hip, I pull him further into my body, stars bursting behind my eyes at the stretch that follows. Having him like this feels like coming home, and a warbled sound escapes me as I seek his body.
He blows out a harsh breath against my lips. “Jesus fuck, baby. Stop tightening around me, or I swear to fuck I’m going to be a two-minute man.”
“I’m not.” I stifle a giggle. “It’s just been a long time.”
“A long time?” he rasps, pushing the rest of the way in. I nod, and when he pulls back out, he drops his head to my shoulder and stares down my body to where we connect. “Your cream is all over my cock, baby. Just for me.”
“Just for you,” I whimper.
He thrusts in harder this time, his eyes flying up to watch my lips part at the burst of pleasure. “I spent so many nights fucking my fist to the thought of you beneath me, puffy pink lips parted just like they are now. My dreams pale in comparison to the real thing. I knew they would.”
“Harder, Maddox. Please. Don’t be gentle with me,” I plead, not above begging. Not with him.
I’m already so close, being edged making my desperation that much worse. Each stroke of his cock is sending me higher and higher, and for the first time in my life, I’m certain I’m going to come without needing my clit stimulated. I should have known it would be this way with him. As if it could have been anything less than perfect.
With a carnal noise ripping up his throat, Maddox thrusts hard, so hard I let loose a scream of pleasure, curving my neck and pinching my eyes shut. I move my hips in time with his pumps, my patience non-existent.
A sudden warmth around my throat has my eyes flying open again. They fall to a thick wrist and then the fingers pressed to my pulse as they tighten just enough my breaths thin, and that high I was climbing toward picks me up and tosses me right off the edge.
“I’m coming,” I gasp, lost to the world as I reach ecstasy.
It hits like an electric charge and rips through my body without warning. My legs tighten around his narrow hips, and I buck against him, squeezing and fluttering around the cock buried deep, keeping it snug inside.
“Oh,fuck. That’s my girl. I can feel you squeezing me,” he groans, staring down at me as I come, his face twisted in a look of sheer pleasure and a possession that would make me preen if I wasn’t still in the clouds, refusing to fall back to earth just yet. “Wanna fill you up, baby. But I need to hear you say it’s okay.”
I’m trembling, digging my nails into his back as he fucks me into the mattress like a man who knows exactly what he’s doing despite his lack of experience.
But maybe that’s just because we were made for each other. Maybe this is just another example of why I believe that so deeply, with everything in me.
His hair is stuck to his forehead, sweat beading on the flushed skin before I push it out of his face and press our mouths together, falling back to earth and breathing out, “Yes. Yes,please, do it. Make me yours.”
He parts my lips with his and sucks on my tongue before rolling his forehead over mine, pushing down the slightest bit harder on my throat. I watch with rapt attention as his face twists, and his perfect white teeth clamp down on his lower lip before a guttural growl crawls up his throat.
It’s a sound that makes my core clench, wanting more, despite the slight soreness that’s blooming there. I nip at his jaw, and his back muscles ripple as his thrusts falter. Warmth floods me, and I moan at the feeling, nuzzling my face into his throat, against the rapid fluttering beneath his warm skin.
