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"You think I don't like you? Nothing could be further from the truth."
She clucks her tongue to the roof of her mouth, rolling her eyes and then turns to walk away from me.
I gently grip her wrist and spin her back to face me.
She's ready with her rebuttal the second our eyes connect again. "Of course, it's the truth. You couldn't get me out of your house soon enough; you avoid me at any cost, you—"
I interrupt her from listing any other infractions she's ready to hold against me. I've fucked up over and over again; it's not as if I'm not well aware of all the things I wish I could do over with her. But the more I let her in, the harder it will be to let her go.
"None of it has anything to do with not liking you. It's the opposite. It's because it's getting harder and harder to keep my hands to myself whenever you're close by. I've kept distance between us so I don't slip up and we end up repeating what happened outside of Scallywag's"
She rolls her eyes again like she doesn't believe me.
"You could have fooled me. You're making it look pretty easy to keep your distance from where I stand."
She has no idea how difficult it's been for me to stay away.
How I hear her voice singing at the top of her lungs to the music on the radio whenever I drive my Jeep.
How I take a deep, inhale every time I walk into my bathroom because it still smells like her shampoo, though she took the bottles when she left.
How much I hate seeing the mug she used for her daily tea sitting vacant and idle on my kitchen counter.
Something in me snaps and my feral craving for her is too strong to ignore anymore. I hate that she believes I don't want her. I'll never be her worthless ex who wants her when it's convenient. Is that how she sees me?
I have to touch her. I have to know what it feels like to hold her in my arms again. And I need her to know that she's wanted… she's wanted by me.
Soon, we'll both be back in Seattle, living separate lives, and this could be my last chance to prove that to her. If she's about to spend her life with a man who can't satisfy her and gave her up once to stick his cock in anything that moved while on work vacation in Australia, I want her to remember that there was once a man who worshiped every inch of her.
"You think this has been easy for me?" I say, taking a step closer. She holds her ground and straightens her spine defiantly. "If you want the truth, Brynn… it's that I can't stop thinking about you—day and night—whether we're together or we're apart."
Her eyes widen as my hand wraps around her back and pull her to me.
I bend down, pressing my lips to hers and inhale her gasp.
She wasn't expecting me to kiss her… and neither was I until I could no longer hold myself back.
I should be keeping my distance—I should be resisting this pull towards her at every turn.
It only takes seconds for her rigid body to soften, melting into me. Her hands come up, gripping my shirt just below my collarbone as she pulls me closer to her.
I pull her back with me as I back up, taking a seat on the back bench by the stairs.
Our lips don't break from each other, not even for a moment as my hands travel down further to grip around her hips, pulling her into my lap. She releases my shirt, and then her arms reach up, securing around the back of my neck for stability.
She comes willing, not an inkling of hesitation in her body language or her kiss.
I pull her further up my lap until her shapely ass is nestled atop my growing erection.
A little gasp of surprise and excitement flows through her lips against mine when she feels how hard I am between her thighs. Pride fills my chest that I'm able to garner that reaction for her again.
She's no stranger to what's behind my board shorts and if this continues, she'll have a repeat performance of what I can do with it.
"He's wrong about the list Brynn. You're perfect the way you are and if it were up to me, you wouldn't change anything."
She pulls me tighter, her mouth opening for me, and I take her offering, sliding my tongue over her bottom lip first and then swiping gently into her mouth to taste her tongue.
She tastes sweet, just like she always does. Her hum of approval when I slip my tongue in and take her mouth, has me ready to lay her on the teak wood of the deck, completely naked and let the sea air listen to the way I fuck her. I should take her to the bed in the downstairs cabin to shield her from the rare potential of another boat coming close by but the twenty steps to get us there is too damn long to wait when it's felt like months… no, years, since the last time I've had her.
