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“I’m not pretending to have feelings for you,” he said. “I haven’t been pretending for a while.”
“Stop it, Travis.”
“I haven’t seriously dated anyone since you left me.”
“I’ve seen you with tons of models in the tabloids.”
“It hasn’t beentons,” he said. “And it was never anything worthwhile.”
“I haven’t dated anyone worthwhile either…”
“I’m aware,” he said. “So, are we done pretending?”
“Yes.” I nodded, and he kissed me like he did when he first made love to me.
I shut my eyes in bliss, hating that I’d lived through years of missing, wanting, andneedingthis.
He grabbed my hips and lifted me, commanding, “Wrap your legs around my waist.”
Obeying, I smiled as he carried me inside his condo, straight to the windows overlooking the city. I moaned as he assaulted my mouth with endless rough and possessive kisses. The exact flavor I loved.
“I’ve missed you so fucking much,” he whispered, setting me down on a bench.“So fucking much…”
“Me too,” I struggled to catch my breath. “Me too.”
He kept his eyes on mine as he undressed, taking off his shirt and tie.
I leaned forward and unbuckled his pants, earning a smile from his lips. He grabbed a condom from his pocket, and I took it from his fingers, spitting on his cock and taking it down my throat a few times before sheathing it in rubber.
He laughed low and grabbed my hands, pulling me to my feet.
Pushing up my dress, he grabbed my left leg, and I lifted it around his waist, angling for him to slide his cock all the way into me.
Our lips met once more, and he grabbed my ass and fucked me against the window.
“I miss you,” “I love you,” “Don’t leave me again,” came between every stroke.
“I miss you, too, “I love you, too,” “I won’t” came between every kiss.
After what felt like forever, we came together, our bodies writhing in pleasure at the same time.
When we came down, he slid into me again.
And again.
For the rest of the night.
THIRTY-SIX
FORTY ONE DAYS AFTER SAYING “I DO”
TATIANA
The following morning
Las Vegas, Nevada
Ilay naked under Travis’s sheets, a fresh coat of sweat and sex clinging to my skin, a reminder that he was still the only man who could make me have multiple orgasms in a single night.
