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Being in Tyson’s arms after all this time was exhilarating. Kissing him again was thrilling. My body had instantly melted into his when his lips met mine back in the kitchen. It was like it had been waiting for him. There was a comfort and familiarity that existed between us because of our past.
Crossing physical lines so quickly felt acceptable since Tyson wasn’t someone new. It wasn’t like he was a stranger that I’d only met the night before. Not that there was anything wrong with that, mind you, but it just wasn’t in my nature.
If I’d thought that my head would tell me to slow down or stop, I was sorely mistaken. Every cell in my body was on board with this coupling. There was no hesitation, no second-guessing, and no qualms. I wanted to give myself to him. Every question and concern I’d had the night before simply vanished.
“Eve,” Tyson whispered as he walked into the right room and placed my body gently on top of my bed, his brown eyes looking so deeply into mine. “There’s so much to say. I have so much to tell you.”
“You don’t have to.” I tried to stop him. There would be time for talking after. “Not right now.”
His signature half-grin appeared. “What do you want to do instead?”
“I think you can figure that one out.”
He didn’t need to be told twice. I watched as he reached for his shirt and pulled it over his head, his naturally tan skin and washboard abs on full display. His body was a Hollywood cliché for shirtless actors, but, hey, that was exactly what he was at times.
My heart started pounding even harder inside my chest. This was getting more real with each article of clothing he removed. The sound of his button popping on his jeans had me salivating. It had been a long time since I’d seen all of Tyson, and he was definitely a man now.
I wonder if it’s bigger.
Does it grow as they age?
Guess I’m about to find out.
His jeans fell to the floor, and he stepped out of them, revealing a pair of short black boxer briefs that couldn’t contain him if they tried… and they were trying. His dick looked like a massive tree branch, pointing right at me. I made eye contact with it and gasped.
“He won’t hurt you.” Tyson looked down before stepping closer to where I still lay on the bed. “Unless you want him to.”
“Is it bigger?” The question tumbled from my lips, and I started laughing. “Sorry. I just—it’s just—” I kept tripping on my words as I pushed up to a sitting position. “I think it’s bigger.”
He glanced down again at the thing pointing at me and shrugged. “Well, he’s definitely not smaller.”
Before I could say anything else embarrassing, Tyson dropped to his knees and grabbed my body, tugging me toward the edge of the bed. His hand snaked behind my neck once more as he kissed me like his life depended on it. He was masterful, skilled at making me forget my own name as his tongue danced against mine. Pulling away softly, he reached for the hem of my tank top and yanked it over my head, his eyes firmly locking on to my breasts.
“I think these are bigger too,” he said, licking his lips.
I only grinned in response. They’d definitely gotten fuller since I’d last seen him.
His hand was on my back, unclasping my bra, and I felt the air hit my exposed flesh before I could comprehend anything else. Tyson growled low, one hand moving to cup my left breast while he took the other in his mouth. Throwing my head back, I moaned in response to the pleasure he was giving me. I fisted his dark hair, scratching my nails on his scalp as he moved from one breast to the other, sucking and biting.
When he stopped, I wanted to cry out, but his fingers dipping into the waistband of my jean shorts kept me quiet. I raised my hips and scooted around on the bed to help him get them off. We were both in nothing but our underwear, each one of us staring at the other like it was the first time.
Seeing him like this was kind of new. He looked better than ever. Grown-up Tyson was a damn treat.
“God, you’re even more beautiful now than you were back then,” he breathed out into the air between us.
“I was just thinking the same thing about you,” I admitted.
“I remember everything, Eve. The way you taste. The way you move when I’m fucking you. The sounds you make. Everything.”
I swallowed hard, consuming each word that he gave me. I thought about saying something back, but my voice failed me, and once he started removing my thong, my brain short-circuited instead. His finger ran down my sex, hitting every nerve along the way before he inserted it inside of my hole.
“So wet for me.” He removed his finger and put it inside of his mouth, sucking every last drop of me from it. “Oh, I’ve missed this.” His face practically lit up as he dived straight down and buried his head between my thighs.
“Oh God,” were the only words I managed to squeak out between labored breaths.
His tongue was magic. And I knew it wouldn’t be long before I came on his lips. Not if he kept going the way he was.
“You like that, baby?” His breath was hot against me, and I gave him a look that said I might kill him if he stopped. “Yeah, you like it.” He grinned before going back in and making me lose all control.
