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BEAU
Walking into Elsie’s apartment is a revelation. Everything is cool grays and blues, with little art on the walls. I only need seconds to take in the view before I can’t stop myself from kissing her again. She tosses her keys somewhere and yanks at my tee while I fumble for the tie on her wrap dress. It’s tricky— there’s also a button. But I am no quitter, and I need her skin right now.
I kick off my shoes as she unbuttons my jeans, and we both bend to scoot them down my legs, almost hitting our heads together. She laughs at us while I take them off. “I really don’t want to end up at your friend’s hospital because we were too clumsy during sex.”
“Getting naked isn’t sex.”
“I’ve been fucking you since you said my name.”
I laugh and nod once. “Yes, you have been.” I pick her up and belt her legs around my waist. “Where’s the bedroom?”
Elsie points, then kisses that spot just below my ear that sends a pulse of excitement through me. Gripping her ass, I carry her to her bedroom, and she grinds on me over her silken panties. Her bedspread is silver with some kind of dark embroidered pattern on it, but all I see is her eyes. Brighter than the sky and bluer, too. My heart feels full when I look at her. Like this is where I am supposed to be. With Elsie. Always.
She peels off her bra, and I lay her back to steal her panties away. Once she’s naked, too, I’m lost. I have pined for her since I saw her last, and I want to take my time, but I can’t go slow. It’s been too long.
So, I lick up her thighs until I find myself between them. She’s so wet and I drink every bit of her that I can while she digs her fingernails into my scalp. When she shakes and curses like a sailor, I think about using my fingers. But I can’t wait anymore. I need this.
I need her.
Kissing up her body, I drag it out as long as I can. I nibble her stomach and suck on her nipples until she’s whimpering for it. “Beau, baby, please—
I kiss her lips and wriggle between her thighs. She holds me close with them, pulling me to her wet pussy. She doesn’t want to go slow, either. As soon as I nudge in, she cocks herself up to receive me and we come together in a perfect moaning union.
I hadn’t dared hope to end up here so soon—I didn’t know if she’d take me back. Not that I blamed her for being angry. She had every right to her anger. But, over the weeks apart, I hoped that our love was stronger than anger.
Fitting into her tight body, I might actually lose my mind. Nothing has ever felt this good. She laces her fingers with mine and kisses my fingertips, before I drive myself against her G-spot and make her eyes roll back again. I love making her make that face. I want her to have all the pleasure I can give her.
The tension in her body builds, and her cheeks redden. She’s torn between groaning and licking the sweat off my lip while I take my time to earn her orgasm. There is nonotloving this woman. She is too sweet, too angry, too much, and I love every part of her. I want her sweetness, her anger, all the parts that make her Elsie. She makes me feel found.
Soon, she gasps right before the drop, and I kiss her mouth. Her body arches beneath me, pressing her against me tight. She can’t lie still—it’s too good. She rocks on my cock as her pussy pulses against me. It drags my orgasm close, and the pressure rises in my cock. I groan, “I love you.”
She whimpers, “I love you, too!”
It feels so right to hear it and to say it while we’re in bed. I’m not sure if I’ve ever done that before Elsie. And now, she’s the last person I want ever want to be with.
As much as I want to make this last, I can’t hold back. My body goes rigid before it hits, and I groan into her mouth as I come deep inside of her, pumping and grinding until there is nothing left.
We gasp in each other’s faces between our kisses and eventually, they slow down, too. After, we clean up and climb into bed again. I spoon her and she rests her head on my arm. Her curly blonde hair falls in all directions, like my own personal dirty angel. She laces her fingers with mine and sighs. “I missed you, too.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. A lot. I was so angry with you I didn’t want to miss you, but I did.”
“From the bottom of my heart, I am so sorry—"
“I know,” she says with a giggle. “I think I understand how everything happened, except one bit. Why didn’t I hear from you before everything fell apart?”
“Remember when I had to go back to the plane for my wallet before the medevac took us?
“Yes.”
“When I got my wallet from the cockpit, I dropped my phone, climbing around the seats.”
A hint of remaining tension falls away from her shoulders. “Oh.”
“I didn’t realize it until I was back in Somerset Harbor and had a surprise meeting with Pavel. I freaked out when I realized I couldn’t call you to get this all straightened out, but I think Walter had already called you about everything by then.”
