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Her breath hitches, and it’s impossible to keep my feet rooted in place when she makes that sound. Kicking the spilled boxes of shoes out of my way, I close the distance between us and stop right in front of her.
“Six fucking years, Sidney?” I whisper, crowding her back against the small strip of wall between the counter and the doorway, needing to be close to her and reassure myself this is real and I didn’t imagine what I heard. Resting my hands against the wall above either side of her head, just like I did last night, I lower my head and run my nose up and down the side of her face and neck. Smelling her hair and her skin, the scent of freshly baked pumpkin pie from the body wash she uses makes a hungry growl come out of me against her neck. “I take care of all your needs, remember? If you needed me to touch you, all you had to do was ask.”
I kiss my way down from her ear, her pulse beating rapidly beneath my lips and her fingers diving into my hair to keep my mouth right where it is, even while embarrassment fills her panting, breathy voice.
“How long were you in my kitchen listening?”
“Long enough.” My mouth opens on her collarbone, and I scrape my teeth against her soft skin. Sidney moans, clutching the hair on my head harder in her fingers, and it takes everything in me not to rut my cock against her until she’s screaming my name louder than she does with her own fingers.
I’m out of my goddamn mind she’s letting me touch her like this and put my mouth on her like this after so many years of holding myself back. Every time I had to hug her, but not too close, or hold her hand, but not for too long, or curl up with her on the couch, but move away when my dick got too hard feeling her body pressed up against mine.
Tonight was supposed to be about talking. Sitting this woman down and finally telling her everything. But now it’s eating away at me that she had a problem I didn’t fix. She wanted something that I never gave her. It’s my job to make sure she’s happy and taken care of, and I failed. I know I should be thinking with my head and not my dick right now, but the knowledge that this woman has always wanted me has taken control of my thoughts. The breathy little whimpers she’s making every time my lips touch her skin are making all my decisions for me.
“I can’t believe you heard us talking.”
Her body shivers against me when I push myself between her thighs, pulling my head away from her neck to brush my lips against hers. “Every fucking word. Now I wanna hear you say it.”
Her foot hooks around the back of my leg just like it did last night. Almost like it’s an automatic move she doesn’t even think about, pulling me closer until my cock rubs into the notch of her thighs and I can feel the heat from her pussy through the seam of my jeans.
How in the hell am I going to keep my hands off her ever again after this? How am I not going to want to kiss and lick every inch of her skin every time she walks into a room?
I’m already pissed off about the next time we’re somewhere in public together and I won’t be able to rub my cock between her thighs whenever I want.
“Yes,” Sidney finally whispers, panting against my mouth. “Yes, okay? I’ve wanted you this entire time. I want your hands on me, and your mouth on me,always.You’re the only thing I ever think about when I touch myself, but it’s never enough. It’s neveryou.”
It feels like someone just shoved my head under water, but my lungs fill with fire while I try to breathe. The need to take care of her always overwhelms me, but right now, it feels like a hole burning in my gut with the need to take away all the frustration and misery I’ve inflicted on her by holding myself back.
Fix it, fix it, fix it….
My mouth is on hers in an instant, and all the static and noise in my head disappears until there’s nothing but Sidney.
The way she tastes, the way she smells, the way she immediately melts right into me, wraps her arms around my shoulders, and pulls me closer. Needing me. Wanting me. Done with the bullshit and the pretending, grinding that hot body against me with every swipe of my tongue through her mouth.
Please her.
Give her what she needs.
Make her happy.
Do whatever you can to make her as addicted to you as you are to her.
I jerk my mouth away from hers and wedge my hand between us, my fingers making their way under the hem of her sweatshirt while she breathes shakily against my mouth.
“What color panties are you wearing?”
Her stomach dips when I skim my fingers back and forth against her skin.
“Wh-What?” She trips over the word, breathing harder when my fingers inch under the waistband of her shorts as they keep brushing back and forth.
“Ever since that fucking yellow lace pair I held in my hand the day I met you, I have been out of my mind, thinking about what you wear under these tiny shorts and skirts. What style they are, what color they are.” I pause to kiss her again, licking through her sweet mouth until she’s panting and whimpering, jerking her hips toward me, urging me to move my hand. “And now you’re going to torture me for the rest of my days, making me wonder how wet they are for me, aren’t you?”
I cut off her whimpering moan with my mouth again before the sound makes me completely forget where I am and what I’m doing. Because I plan on remembering every second of this moment.
“B-Black… black with an orange jack-o-lantern face on the fr—oh my God!”
Sidney lets out a gasp when I slide my hand right down into her shorts and give her what she needs. My fingers sink into hot, wet flesh, and every brain cell I have completely disintegrates.
“Jesus Christ,” I pant against her mouth, needing a minute to catch my breath before I blow my load. Her body clenches around my fingers, and I see stars. “Goddamn,baby. You’re killing me. My cock’s gonna be hard for you twenty-four seven now. Is that what you want?”
