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“I know you don’t have to do anything I ask of you.” Another kiss, if only to ensure her compliance in staying inside a broom closet with me. “I know you owe me nothing. But I just need you to hear me when I tell you I’m sorry. I was stupid. I was trying my best. I was—”
“Full of shit.” But she brings her arms to my shoulders and slides her fingers through my hair at the back of my neck. “You thought you could save me from worrying about you by making me hate you.”
“Well…” I swallow, and slide my lips along the sharp angle of her jaw. “Pretty much, yeah.”
“I did hate you.” Her breath hitches, but her arms grow tighter to keep me close. “I hated you with my entire heart and soul. But I still worried about you.” She turns her face, probably to prompt me to kiss her neck. But in the dark, where we can’t see, her lips brush mine, and her breath scorches into my throat. “Hating you doesn’t stop me from worrying about you, Axel. So I don’t know what the hell I’m supposed to do about this situation anymore.”
“I’m sorry.” I slide my palm along her bare back, then into her dress so my fingertips skim the very top of her ass. “You’ll never know how sorry I am for the things I said.”
“You were trying to save me,” she whimpers. And fuck if she doesn’t plaster her body closer to mine and almost,almost, start climbing. “I got to keep the worry a woman bears when her boyfriend is a firefighter, but I didn’t get the benefits of having you as my own.”
“Baby—”
“That’s not fair, Axel! You were gone forsevenmonths. Not a single phone call. No texts. Not even apokeon social media. You cut me out so I had no clue if you were okay or where you went. Istilldon’t know! And my only news source for those seven months was a six-year-old child who would sometimes mention you.”
“Hann—”
“At least when she did, I knew you were alive. For that moment in time, I knew.”
“This is what I was trying to save you from.” I push her delectable body back until she hits the shelf and something rolls to the floor. “This worrying if I was alive or dead. The panic of not knowing if I would come back out of a fire.”
“But the worry didn’t go away!”
She lifts her leg. I’m not sure she means to, or that she’s even consciously aware of the movement. But she brings it up and moans when I lower my hand and hold on.
“Knowing you, past or present, means I worry, Axel. That’s what people do when they love someone. They care. It’s a healthy emotion. But cutting them off, saying cruel things, all to save your own conscience? That’s not okay!” She tightens her hold in my hair until I feel the sting. “That’s a horrible and mean thing to do. Youshouldfeel bad!”
“I do.” I slam my hips against hers, my cock rock-hard and wanting, as something else rolls from the top shelf and clatters to the floor. “I feel awful. Because I made you question your worth—and that was the worst thing I’ve ever done.”
“I dream of you.” I don’t see her tears in the dark, but I hear them in her words. The crackle of her voice. “And when I do, I wake in the night and touch myself to make the ache go away.”
Blood sprints in my veins as I picture Hannah Sullivan giving herself pleasure with me on her mind. “God. Han—”
“It happens so frequently now, I know where to reach, even in the dark. How to find my little toys, so I can get to my peak quicker and be with you, even if it’s just in my mind.”
“I could help you.” I slide my hand beneath her dress and along her thigh.So strong. So smooth.“I could be with you here. Now.” I still don’t kiss her. But I think of her lips. Her tongue. “Let me do that for you.”
“Just for me?” She laughs, but the sound comes out desperate and needy. “You don’t get to come, just like last time?”
“I won’t if you don’t want me to.”
I follow the long line of her thigh until my palm cups the firm globe of her ass. I find no underwear. No fabric. Not even a skimpy thong.
“You’re not wearing anything under your dress, Sully?”
“I didn’t want there to be visible panty lines.”
She grabs my face, her nails digging into my skin and sending bolts of electricity sprinting to my cock. Then she yanks me forward until our lips clash. Until our tongues duel, and her breath races to fill my lungs.
“I deserve to experience this.” She bites my lips. My jaw. My throat. “I’ve held the worry this whole time, so now it’s my turn to experience the good side of knowing you.”
“I’ll make you come, Sully.” I reach around and lift her up, then catching her by surprise, I slam my fingers inside her pussy so she throws her head back and cries out.
Too loud.
Too much.
So I press my lips to hers and steal the sounds she makes so no one else gets to hear her. I pump my fingers in and out, cupping her pussy and grinding the heel of my palm against her clit while I move.
