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"Do I need to spell it out for you?" Oliver's eyes roamed over my body, leaving no doubt about his intentions.
The fork and knife clattered as I dropped them, hastily wiping my hands on a nearby dish towel. In a heartbeat, I was behind Oliver's chair, my arms sliding around him. My hands found their way between his legs, confirming what his heated gaze had suggested. He was hard as rock, and I bit back a moan at the thought of having him inside me again.
As I stroked him through his pants, Oliver gasped, his head falling back against me. "God, Ryleigh," he groaned.
I leaned down, my lips brushing his ear. "I think our Thanksgiving feast can wait, don't you?"
Oliver's hand came up to tangle in my hair, pulling me down for a searing kiss. As our lips met, I realized that this unexpected turn of events wasn't shocking at all. Instead, it felt like coming home after a long, difficult journey.
"You'll need to do most of the work," Oliver said, his voice a mixture of desire and frustration. "I don't have the strength yet."
I nodded, understanding the implications. "Can I help you up?" I asked softly.
Reluctantly, I stepped back as Oliver slid from the table, using the chair arms to stand. I assisted him with his walker, noticing the flash of pain that crossed his face.
"What's the matter? Are you hurt?" I asked, concern lacing my voice.
Oliver's eyes met mine, filled with a longing that made my heart ache. "I wish I could carry you to the bedroom."
A bittersweet chuckle escaped my lips. "There's plenty of time for that," I assured him, then added, "Oliver, I'm so sorry."
He shook his head firmly. "Stop apologizing. This is a day for thanks, and I'm thankful we were able to figure it out."
"You had nothing to figure out," I insisted. "I did. It's my fault."
Oliver's gaze softened. "We share the blame. I only wanted to protect you."
I looped my arm through his, and we slowly made our way to the master bedroom. Before he sat on the edge of the bed, I kissed him softly, savoring the moment. Oliver pushed his walker aside and held his arms out, spreading his legs so I could stand between them.
As I hugged his head to my chest, his arms encircling my waist, the emotions I'd been holding back broke free. Tears streamed down my face as the weight of the past months crashed over me.
Oliver slipped his hand under my t-shirt, his fingers softly stroking the skin of my lower back. Each gentle pass sent spirals of warmth through my body, a stark contrast to the coolness of my tears.
"I love you, Ryleigh," he murmured against my shirt. "Never forget that."
"I won't," I promised, sniffling. "I haven't."
"Don't cry," Oliver soothed, his voice thick with emotion.
I stepped back, using the hem of my shirt to wipe my face. The movement revealed the curve of my breasts, eliciting a deep sigh from Oliver.
"Take it off," he said, his voice low and husky. "It's been so long."
With trembling hands, I pulled the blue t-shirt over my head, letting it fall to the floor. As I moved back towards Oliver, he reached out, cupping my breasts. His touch was tentative, almost reverent, reminding me of our first intimate moments together.
But as I watched his hands shake slightly, I realized it wasn't nervousness but his weakened state that caused the tremor. The realization brought a fresh wave of emotion – love, guilt, and determination all mingling together.
I closed my eyes as Oliver's fingers gently caressed my nipples, losing myself in the sensation. Despite everything we'd been through, his touch still had the power to ignite a fire within me.
"You're beautiful," Oliver whispered, his voice full of awe and desire.
Opening my eyes, I met his gaze. The love and vulnerability I saw there nearly took my breath away. In that moment, I knew that whatever challenges lay ahead, we would face them together.
"Why don't we lay together?" Oliver suggested, his voice soft and inviting.
I hesitated, my body thrumming with need. "I don't need foreplay."
Oliver's eyes met mine, filled with a yearning that went beyond physical desire. "I don't just want sex. I need to feel close to you again."
