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“I do.” I’ve been waiting for this for so long, but I want it to last.
“What now?” Ella dries her hands over the fabric of the same shirt dress she wore earlier today.
“Now you get naked.”
“Here?” Her voice trembles.
“Here,” I say. “Where is the fearless girl I met years ago?”
“Hidden somewhere…” she whispers. I know what that means, but that’s not the truth.
“She was waiting for me.” That’s not a question but a statement.
“Yes,” she breathes.
Thank God. The fear in my gut ebbs as she admits the depth of our connection. “Get naked, Ella, or go back home.”
Without another word, she undoes the tiny buttons of her dress. My mouth gets dry with every inch of skin revealed asy cock strains against my jeans. Ella is standing in front of me in simple gray cotton underwear, her hands at the top of her legs as if trying to keep herself calm.
My fingers itch, eager to touch her. All in good time. First, let’s play a bit.
“On your knees,” I order, and her eyes sparkle before dropping to the floor. One of her hands runs into that curly hair. I remember her doing it that night. So freaking sexy.
I undo the button at the waist of my jeans but nothing more. Ella wets her lip with the tip of her tongue, I’m ready for her, but I need her dripping for me. Insane with need. I close the distance between us. My right hand goes to her hair while the other clutches her chin. I want her eyes on me. All the time.
“You made me crave this for so long, baby,” I say, my stern gaze on hers. “Now, I’ll make you beg before giving you what you want.”
Her big green eyes blink, and her lower lip trembles. This girl will be the end of me, and I’m good with it.
“You said you can’t steal anything that is already yours.” In good time, I’ll demolish that smirk from her face.
I tip my chin out. “I’myours, but I decide when you get me.”
“I’m always a good girl,” she says, one finger twining a strand of blond hair.
“You’re always fucking fantastic.” I praise this stunning woman with the truth. “In everything you do.”
Ella smiles, and her hands fly to the front of my jeans, stroking my cock in the way she knows I like. Hard.
I take a step back. “Crawl.”
“What?” She blinks as if she’s trying to understand what I mean.
“You heard me just fine, Ella,” I repeat in a dry tone. “Crawl.”
I turn to take the lead to the bedroom without looking back until the moment I’m by the door. Then my eyes are on her, taking in each detail. With every movement, her big tits swing, barely contained by the cotton of her bra. I bet those pink nipples are already hard and pushing against the fabric. Soon enough, they will be in my mouth.
When she crosses the threshold, my hands are on her head, making her kneel in front of me. I lean down to kiss those pouty lips. My tongue stabs deep, savoring every inch of her wetness. Drinking her in.
I missed her taste in my mouth so much. At this late hour, surrounded by the room’s darkness, the rest of the world seems so far away. Tomorrow we will have a long conversation, but at this minute, I just want to get lost in her.
“I wanted you with me so many times,” she confesses, our hurried breaths mingling. We are just millimeters away. “So many times. When I was pregnant. When Davi was born….”
“No more,” I reply. “I’m not sleeping another night deprived of you by my side.”
Without giving her a chance to reply, I kiss her again. Her delicate hands curl around my neck, down to my shoulders. I need more control, or this will end in one flaming second.
My lips still on her while I search for her bra clasp, undoing it. I take her hands from my skin and fold them at the small of her back. Using her bra to tie them together. Perfect.
