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Urging his way back between my thighs, he presses his lips to the scoop, and the heat of his mouth melts the cream. He holds the cone up to mine to do the same while asking.
“Magnolia Cade Bryant, can I kiss you again all night?”
“Don’t call me that.”
I smile with drips from my lips, and he’s my match with drips from his.
“Well then, shut my mouth up with yours.”
With my sudden inhale, his lips are sliding sweetly over mine, and it’s a rush of lust and tears pulling me back into him. The return of us, it’s crushing me, and I love it. It has his hand dropping the cone in the sink and pulling the nape of my neck into his grasp so we can have more. More of us. More of our love. More of our passion. With every gentle swipe. Every light lick. Everything about our reunion fills the tiny kitchen with our moans.
Redix cradles my jaw in his massive hands and won’t stop with his kiss, with his tongue. And I taste him—lemon and tears—and oh my God, I’ve missed him. It surges from my lips, firing through my core and wetting my sex.
It’s sudden. It’s powerful. It’s every need I have demanding him again.
I wrap my legs around him and draw him in. With a groan into my mouth, he grabs me even tighter, his hips thrusting between my thighs. My heart, my body, I burst because he’s sober… and hard as hell for me. The steel of his shaft crazes my body for more, so much more; I’ll never get enough of him.
He grabs my hips. “Candy Cade.” His nose nuzzles against mine while we catch our breath. “Do you know why I really call you that?”
“Why?” I pull his hair knot free so I can lace my hands through his thick mane again.
“Because you’re the sweetest thing in my life.” Strands tumble over his shoulders while he drags his thumb over my bottom lip. “You’re the only one this special to me.”
That truth has us reaching for each other, our lips and tongues searching again and again, finding the pieces of us we lost along the way.
He picks me up, and I hold onto him while he walks us back to the sofa. I’m losing time with my body wrapped around his. Lying me down, he’s on top of me and back in my arms.
We kiss for so long that my lips swell and my muscles go liquid, weak with pent-up desire. I can feel his massive need, too, urging into me.
It’s a pain I can’t bear anymore.
“Redix, what can we do?” I huff through our kiss. “I don’t care if you come in ten seconds or rip me apart.” My tongue tangles with his, and whose groan is deeper; I don’t know, but I rip my mouth away. “Just touch me again.”
He lifts my tank top off, and his eyes darken at my white bikini top underneath. The day on the beach, it’s still warm on my body.
“Damn,” he rasps, “you smell like suntan lotion.” He gently bites my neck, murmuring down my flesh, “This smell on you makes me horny as fuck.”
My cotton shorts are next. He tugs them off, and I hope he’ll mount me right here.
“This is what I mean.” He stares down at my tiny bikini bottom, taunting him. “I worry that I want you so bad I’ll hurt you.”
I take his hand, “Then start at the beginning, like the first time you touched me,” and place it between my thighs.
It was Redix who found my desire. Taking his time with me, he slowly searched until he made my back arch, answering, “Yes.” I had tried as a teen, touching myself. It felt good, but I never got there, my frustration worsening until Redix finally unlocked my body and he’s held the key ever since.
Lying next to me on the sofa, he thrills my sex again, sending shocks through me as he pulls my bikini top off, cool air pebbling my nipples.
“Fuck, you’re so goddamn beautiful,” he growls, tugging my bottoms off next. The exposure, the anticipation, he knows every move to take me there.
“Spread your legs for me, Cade. That’s how you like it.”
Yes, I do. Open only for him, the brush of his fingertips tickles over my folds. Redix knows my secrets.
“You like it slow.” He whispers in my ear. “You like me to tease you, to take my time, to get your pussy so damn wet.”
His mouth is next, his tongue matching his light strokes; its wet caress indulges my nipples, lifting my hips for more of his touch inside.
“Redix, please.” I need more.
