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The heat pinching behind my eyes forms into a tear that drops onto my cheek. I brush it away. “I…I don’t know what to say,” I admit. “I want to be with you, too.”
“That’s exactly what I’ve been waiting to hear for three and a half long months,” he says, and his mouth crashes down to mine.
He kisses me like he’s trying to make up for lost time, his fingertips diving into my hair as the urgency of his mouth on mine intensifies and deepens. We’re both crazed with need and lust, but overpowering all of that is this deep love spanning between us. He pulls my body against his, and I wrap my arms around him as I give in to the feel of having him in my arms again.
It's where we belong.
But before we can seal this with more intimate promises, I pull back.
“I do have a couple conditions,” I warn.
“I would expect nothing less,” he says, his eyes hooded when they meet mine.
“For starters, you don’t run. If you get scared, you come talk to me like an adult, and we work it out.”
“Deal. Done. What else you got?” he asks.
“No more secrets. No more lies. On either side of this.”
“Deal,” he agrees. “I have a condition, too.”
“Oh, you do, do you?” I ask, my tone full of sass. “What is it?”
“That I hear your voice every single day.”
“Agreed,” I say softly.
“Anything else?” he asks.
“Just that you take me to bed and rock my world.”
He grins. “Now that I can do.”
And he does.
He lifts me into his arms as if I weigh nothing at all, and he tosses me down onto the bed. I giggle as he climbs up over me, and his eyes find mine. His are dark with desire, and I feel it too. This time apart has shown me that I never want to be apart from him again.
His fingertips trace my jawline then dip down, tracing a line down my torso to my belly. He moves his hand to my hip as his lips fall to mine, and this kiss still has the same urgent undertones, but it’s slower—as if we have all the time in the world.
We don’t. He has to get up early, and he needs his rest ahead of tomorrow’s game.
But tonight…he’s all mine.
He reaches under my shirt, and he yanks down my bra to expose one nipple. His thumb brushes over it, and my hips jerk toward his.
It’s been a minute since I’ve had a man’s touch, and this feels so…different.
Sure, we were in love the last time we were together like this, but there wasn’t the undertone that it was meant to last forever.
Now there is.
We’ve been to hell and back. We’ve been broken. But now we’re piecing it all back together, and the intimacy of this moment is heightened by the emotional connection that’s stronger than ever before.
He breaks the kiss to trail his lips down my neck, and then he pulls back to pull my shirt off. I yank on the hem of his, too, and he pulls it over his head. I run my fingertips along the abs that are even more cut than they were the last time we were together. His body is different. It’s all muscle and hard planes. This is in season Grayson as opposed to the offseason Grayson I was with before.
He sucks a nipple into his mouth, and I moan my approval as I feel his tongue flick against the tight bud. I grab onto the back of his head, urging him to keep doing exactly what he’s doing, and he drops a hand down. He pushes past my jeans and dips into my panties, and then his finger slips right inside me.
He grunts as my hips jerk again, but it doesn’t stop him from the work he’s putting into my nipple. He only stops to start trailing kisses down my body. He pulls his hand out and works my jeans down my legs, tossing them on the floor. He pulls my panties down next, and he gets naked, too.
