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She looked at him and he felt the ice in his heart start to melt. He wanted so much to hold her in his arms and tell her that it was all a mistake. That he didn’t mean any of the things he’d said. It was too late, though. Too little, too late.
Still. She was here and at this point, she certainly didn’t have to be. Their break was as clean as he could have made it.
“Do you want to come in and talk?” he asked her. She nodded. He walked past her and unlocked the door. As she stood next to him, her scent wafted up to him and so did all the memories of being with her.
The door opened, he let her in first, then followed her. He closed the door and paused, watching her as she walked into his front foyer, remembering the first time she showed up at his house in that strapless blue dress. She’d been so beautiful that first night.
She turned and saw him looking at her. “What?”
“I…was thinking of the first time you came here,” he said. “You were in that strapless blue dress that was just a shade darker than your eyes. Her hair was up and curls were coming down around her face and the back of her neck…
She cocked her head curiously. “You remember that?”
“I’ll never forget it,” he said. He walked to her, drawn like there was a string pulling him. “You know, for a woman who claims to have found me repulsive in the beginning, she certainly dressed like you were trying to catch me that night.”
She smiled and it was like the room lit up around her. “I thought that I should wear something kind of dressy,” she said. “I wasn’t thinking sexy, I was thinking formal.”
He smiled at her and suddenly all the hurt feelings started melting away inside of him. “You weren’t just sexy. You were distractingly beautiful. It was all I could do to focus on why you were there in the first place.”
She regarded him thoughtfully, her head tilted and her hands clasped in front of her. “You weren’t so bad yourself,” she said.
The moment floated between them, then passed as the reality of their lives snuck back in around them. Stella finally sighed and asked him, “Richard, what are we doing?”
He opened his mouth to respond but had nothing to offer. He closed his eyes mournfully finally and said, “I don’t know, Stella. I…this whole thing turned out so different from what I wanted. Everything has changed now. I don’t really know where I go from here. I’ve never been a man of no means. I don’t know how I fit into the world anymore.”
Stella appeared to think about it for a moment, then she got up from her place on the steps and walked towards him, her hands clasped in front of her. “We can figure that out together,” she said.
She took him by the hands, then moved in close to him. As she looked up into his eyes, she reached to her face, wiping away the tears standing in them. She stood on her tiptoes and pressed her lips against his, kissing him gently. The gentle touch of her lips pulled him in, his hands instinctively finding her waist and pulling her towards him.
It was as though the past few days hadn’t happened. Lost in the gentle feel of her lips, he found himself transported backward in time to the first kiss they ever shared. He felt utterly and completely whole when he was in her arms.
She lowered herself back down, pulling her kiss away from his lips. She leaned her forehead against him, her eyes closed as she breathed in his air.
“I should go,” she said. “You probably have things you need to do. I should let you do them.”
They stood there, foreheads touching, still breathing each other’s air. He smiled gently. “You’re not moving.”
“Neither are you,” she responded.
“Then stay,” he whispered. “Don’t go just yet.”
He kissed her again, tenderly, bringing her lips to his. Then he took her by the hand, lacing his fingers with hers, and led her up the stairs to his bedroom. Once there, he kissed her passionately. They pulled at each other’s clothes as their desire started taking them over. As she pulled her hoodie over her head and tossed it across the room, he cupped her bare breasts, taking each nipple hungrily into his mouth, his tongue flicking at them furiously.
She pulled away from him and unbuckled his pants, pulling him towards the bed at the same time. Richard let himself be pulled until she was sitting on the edge of the bed. As he unbuttoned his shirt, she unzipped his pants and pulled out his manhood.
Stella took him in her mouth, letting him slide slowly down her throat. He watched her as she sucked him off, her lips only getting about halfway down his shaft. She moved her hand around the base of his cock, compensating for his size and her very human ability to take him into her mouth.
He moaned, holding his head as he moved his hips, gently moving with the rhythm. He resisted the urge to thrust himself down her throat, even though the feel of her mouth on him was amazing. “Oh…yeah,” he moaned softly as she kept up with the speed and rhythm of his movements.
He started thrusting a little deeper and to his surprise, she was able to take more of him into her mouth. Her hands lifted and caressed his chest as he held her head and took control of the movement. He was getting close, but she stopped him, pulling him out of his grip as she moved her hand up and down his shaft.
“I want you, so bad,” she said. He smiled down at her and laid her back down on the bed. He unbuttoned her jeans and pulled them down, taking hold of her panties with them. She kicked her jeans off as she backed up onto the bed. He followed her, grabbing her legs and pulling her back to him.
She giggled gleefully as he climbed on top of her, pulling her legs up and around his waist. He paused, looking down at her fresh face, her twinkling blue eyes, and her dark hair splayed out behind her on the pillow.
“You’re so beautiful,” he whispered, running his hand against her cheek.
As he brought his lips down to hers again, he entered her. She sucked in the air against his mouth, a shuddering moan escaping her lips and vibrating against him. He moaned with her, the feel of her warming him all over.
