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My mouth parted on a silent scream, and the spray from the shower head nearly choked me.
I couldn’t help but laugh in between coughing fits at the way I could always make things awkward when it came to sex.
“I love you,” he whispered. “I love that you can laugh when things are serious. I love that you forgive me when I don’t deserve to be forgiven. I love the way you feel around me. I love the way you smell. I love the way you make me happy, even when you’re at your saddest.”
And the tears started in that moment.
He was serious. He wasn’t playing games with my heart. He wasn’t going to hurt me again—at least not intentionally.
To be honest with myself, I could see that he regretted how he’d ended us. I’d seen the way he’d tried over the last couple of years. Now that I wasn’t so mad and able to see it with a clearer head, I knew that he may have made the initial break, but I’d kept us apart.
I’d tortured us both enough.
“I’m so sorry, Quinn,” I whispered brokenly against his forehead, pressing my lips to his nose, then his mouth, followed by his lips. “I’m sorry for torturing us both.”
He smoothed his hand down my face, then slowly started to move his hips.
I groaned against his lips, my eyes closing on their own accord.
“I’m so glad that it’s pain I can’t feel, and not pleasure,” I whispered against him.
He chuckled, and it sounded raspy and satisfied.
He liked what he could do to me.
His hips moved slowly—too slowly.
Yet no amount of urging on my part could make him speed up.
It was only as I lost the battle with my own control that his started to slip.
“Please, Quinn! Please!” I begged. “I need more.”
I needed it harder.
Faster.
Anything but this slow bullshit.
“Slow bullshit,” he chuckled.
“I didn’t mean to say that out loud,” I admitted, panting between breaths. “But I need more.”
His eyes caught mine, and then he thrust harder.
He was still taking care of me, but he wasn’t holding anything back anymore, either.
“Better?” he asked, his own breath coming in pants. “Fuck, baby. You feel so good.”
“So right,” I agreed. “This was never our problem, Quinn.”
He chuckled, pulling my hair tightly to one side so that my neck was exposed to his seeking mouth.
He bit and sucked his way down from my ear to the cords in my neck, making my already hard nipples pebble even further.
His chest hair was dragging deliciously against them with each thrust of his hips, and my toes once again started to curl as he worked me higher and higher.
One thing about learning sex with a person, you knew exactly what they liked and didn’t like.
