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I answer him by crashing my lips into his, parting his mouth, my tongue sweeping across his and my teeth following, placing a small, tugging bite on his lower lip. A groan rumbles in his chest as he comes undone, his fingers slipping into my hair as he tips my head back to kiss me deeper.
His thumb sweeps the length of my jawline, his fingers pausing as his kiss slows and his fingers take my chin.
“I missed you.”
I lick my lips. “I missed you too.” I’ve more than missed him.
I don’t know what to make of this. Does that mean he likes me the way that I like him? I’m too nervous after all that’s happened to ask him, though.
“Astrid,” he strokes my face.
My name on his lips sends shivers down my spine. I want to hear it again.
He pulls me back into a kiss, and I give in, my hands fisting his hair as he clings to me.
We pull apart. There’s a pause, as his eyes search mine. I think both of us wondering if the other wants what could happen next.
“Sean, I—” I start to say, but his lips crash into mine, swallowing the rest of my words with his tongue.
It makes me shiver. “Oh,” I say, as he pulls away. I lick my lips. “That was nice.”
“I want you,” he says, his voice is deep, his eyes hooded with a need I think might match my own. “Now.”
I don’t need to be told twice. I jump up from the couch and take him by the hand, leading him into his own bedroom.
I’m wet already. God, just the sight of him is enough to make me horny.
“Astrid,” he groans. He rubs his hands over my curves. “You’re so?—"
I stop his words this time, dragging his face down to mine so that I can kiss him, not caring about taking this slow. My tongue tries to dominate his. Our mouths moving so rough and with so much abandon that our teeth clash and my whimper of pleasure is caught between us.
I have to pull away to think, remembering that I wanted control.
I place my hands against his chest and shove him back onto the bed. I bite my lips as I look at him. He’s so handsome. His dark hair. His wide chest, giving way to his abs and narrow waist.
“Sit back on the bed, against the headboard,” I say, half expecting to fight for dominance, but he obliges.
I crawl on top of him and straddle him.
He grabs the back of my head and brings me in for a rough, needy kiss before I can react. His mouth opens mine. His tongue claiming me.
He only releases his grip on my hair to whisper, “look at you, so perfect.”
“Be good,” I say.
“Yes ma’am.” He smiles.
I lean down to kiss him and wrap my arms around his neck, attempting to keep control again. He meets the grind of my hips with thrusts upward of his own, pushing himself as deep as he can. It makes me blind with lust. I grind against him harder, faster. I want it all. I need it all. I’m consumed by the pleasure as much as I am by the idea that this connection is more than just the physical.
Closer and closer, I build the spiraling pressure in my core.
“Astrid,” he groans against my neck, sending goosebumps over my skin.
My thighs tremble and my body feels like a coil wound too tight about to release with force.
“Oh, Sean.” I can feel my body heating. “Sean, I’m going to come.”
His hands encase my waist, his hands nearly covering the entirety of my body. “That’s right, come for me.”
