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We didn’t stop there, though.

My kiss was like a catalyst.

We went from chaste to more in about half a second.

“Baby,” Frankie said as she pulled me in tight. “Please.”

I didn’t know what she was asking.

I mean, I knew what I wanted her to be asking, but surely she couldn’t be on the same page as me.

But, when she wrapped her legs around my hips and pulled me to her, forcing me to either break

her hold or press against her…

I pressed against her.

I also ground my cock into her pussy, wondering if she was okay with my scars as much as she

appeared.

Because the more clothes I took off, the more she was going to see.

Which put a slight damper on my need.

I pulled back and looked into her eyes, both of us short of breath as we tried to catch up on the

oxygen we’d been depriving ourselves of instead of breaking the kiss.

I stared straight into her eyes as I said, “I’m not the same man you once knew, baby.”

She reached up and pressed her hands to my cheek, then caught a lock of my hair and tucked it

behind my ear.

Her hand once again went to my cheek where she scratched the beard that concealed the scars on

the lower half of my face.

“And I’m not the same woman,” she said. “I’ve done a lot of growing up and changing over the

last two years. I… you being gone changed me. And I’m not even going to say for the better. But… I

can say, without a shadow of a doubt, that I still want you just as much as I did then.”

That was all I needed to hear.

With that last comment in mind, I reared up and started shucking my sweatpants that I’d worn to

bed the night before.

Her eyes stayed on me, hot and heavy, taking in every single inch of available skin that I gave her.

When my underwear finally hit the floor, her eyes stayed focused on my eyes.

She blushed, and it was so damn cute that I nearly laughed.

“You know,” she said softly. “You had someone before me. I was… I am… shit.”

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