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Shit.The thought of me pushing that toy in and out of her while my dick did the same had my hard-on turning to steel. How far would she let me go? “I want all of you, Hannah. Every inch.”

Once again, her eyes went wide. “Cash,” she breathed out.

Not wanting to push too much, I grabbed a foil packet, ripped it open, and slid it halfway down my cock before her hand reached around me and finished the job. “Sweetheart, you’re going to make me come.”

Pride filled her eyes, and her coy smile told me she knew exactly what she did to me with a single touch. Needing her naked, I lifted her dress off her, cast it aside, and maneuvered us under her sheet. I knew that it had been a ridiculous number of years since she’d had sex. The fact that the last time was with me made me want to pound my chest in triumph and, at the same time, kick my own ass for walking away from her.

“I’ll go slow.” Once buried in her tight, warm heat, I began to pump slowly in and out of her. Her slickness coated me as we moved in unison. The room around us faded, its existence reduced to simple background noise. There was only us and the unspoken longing that sparked in the air. We moved closer, drawn together by an invisible thread of unfinished business, of promises left unfulfilled.

With our gazes tethered, our lips met, and the taste of her flooded my senses. It was a blend of familiarity and newness as if reliving a lost moment. Our kiss deepened, fueled by the ache of time lost. No matter what I said to Hannah, that was exactly what it was ... time lost. Time when we could have raised our son. Time lost where we could have maybe had another child. Time lost ... no, stolen from us.

The touch of her skin against mine stirred a yearning for her that never faded. There wasn’t any doubt that our bodies remembered each other. The years apart had changed us, shaping us into different versions of ourselves, but the connection that tied us remained unbroken.

Pleasure built like a rising tide crashing against the coast of our shared history. I reached between us and began tracing circles around her clit.

“Cash ...”

Hannah’s hands went to my ass—squeezing, pulling me closer to her. That and the culmination of us then and now had me thrusting faster. I wanted to make this last, but the more she touched me, the more I knew that would be impossible.

“Give it to me, Hannah. I want everything you have.”

We moved in unison until I felt her constrict around me. I couldn’t hold on because when she called out my name, followed by God’s, I gave her everythingIhad.

Our breathing evened out as I lay on top of her. Peppering her face with kisses, I felt a profound sense of gratitude for having another chance to be with her.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, are you?”

“Never better.”

“I don’t want you reading anything into this, though. Tonight was just sex.”

“The fuck it was.”

“I meant what I said before, Cash. I’m not going to fall for you.”

The one woman I wanted to fall for me, the one I desperately wanted back, didn’t want me. Well ... not yet, anyway. “Here’s the thing, sweetheart, one look at you, and I knew I wanted you back. So while you’re determined not to fall for me, I can’t say the same because, like that day in the office fifteen years ago, I’ve already fallen.”

She tilted her head to the side. “You didn’t fall for me that day. We were friends.”

“And then we kissed, and that was it for me. I shouldn’t have left you. I’m sorry. But like I said before, we’re a team now ... a family. You, me, and Jimmy. So you can tell yourself that what just happened between us was just sex, but I’ve hadjust sexbefore, and trust me, what happened here was so much more than that.”

Not wanting her to challenge anything I just said, I slid out from underneath the covers and headed into the bathroom to get rid of the condom before getting dressed. I knew Jimmy was out all night, but I wouldn’t be staying over.

“Where are you going?”

“Back to my place.” I leaned down and kissed her lips. “I’ll lock the door behind me. Talk to you later.”

“Oh. Okay. Thanks, um ... for dinner.”

I nodded once. “You’re welcome. Thanks for dessert.” I winked. “I’ll see you later.”

“Bye, Cash.”

When the front door clicked closed behind me, I let out a breath. I should have never let her go. I shouldn’t have believed the rumors that she’d moved on. Shaking my head, I whispered into the night air, “Get ready, Hannah Hall. I’m about to remind you what it’s like to be loved by me.”

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