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Max took her hand, slapped the light switch off in her room, then led her across the hall and into his. He wanted her in his arms and in his bed tonight. Every night.
He closed the door, shrugged off his jacket, tossed it on the dresser, and turned to her. With the drapes open, the moonlit night gave them enough light to see each other.
But all he wanted to do was feel. His hands on her body. His lips on her skin. His body moving against and inside hers.
“Max.”
“Yeah,” he answered, slipping his hands onto her hips.
“You don’t have to go slow.”
“What if I want to?” He said the words against her neck, kissing a trail up to her face and taking her mouth in a deep kiss, his tongue sliding slowly along hers.
She showed him what she wanted and gripped the hem of his shirt and brought it up to his chest and right off over his head as he raised his arms and broke the kiss long enough for her to get his head free. He kissed her again. She tossed the shirt and put her hands on his pecs. “You feel so good. I want more.” She slid her hands around his sides and up his back.
He fell to his knees in front of her and trailed his fingertips up her legs and under the shirt. His fingers found nothing but soft skin. His hands slid over her ass as he pulled her close and kissed her belly over the shirt, then looked up at her. “God, I’ve missed you.”
She brushed her fingers through his hair. “I’m so tired of wanting you and not being with you.”
His hand moved to the inside of her thigh and upuntil his finger slid along the seam of her damp folds. She wanted him just as desperately as he wanted her. “Neither of us has to feel like that anymore.” He slid his finger deep inside her. “I want you just as much as I can feel you want me.” He pulled that finger out slowly, then pushed it back in like he had all night to drive her crazy with need.
He put his other hand on her belly and nudged her back toward the end of the bed as he crawled forward with her. She went because her legs were about to give out and did when he thrust two fingers inside her. Her rump hit the mattress. Max pulled his fingers free and had her legs draped over his shoulders and his face between her thighs before she even settled back on the bed. He licked her all the way up to her clit and she nearly shattered right then and there, but he stopped for a moment and slid both his hands up her body to her breasts and squeezed them to distract her and make the pleasure last.
She moaned and rolled her pelvis right up to his mouth. He licked her with his flat tongue and she shivered with need. “Oh God, Max.”
His heart soared at how responsive she was to all he was doing. “I remember everything you like.” He kissed the inside of her thigh. “I’ve dreamed about doing this and everything else to you night after night.”
She slid her hands down his arms as he squeezed her tight nipples between his fingers and his tongue and mouth moved over her sensitive flesh, turning that shiver into a ripple until it erupted and quaked through her whole body and echoed through his.
Max gave her a moment to come back to herself and laid a trail of soft, open-mouthed kisses from her knee up to her hip, on one leg and then the other. He rose at the end of the bed and kissed his way up her belly. “I love this shirt, sweetheart, but it has to go because I want these next.” He kissed the swell of one breast and then the other as he slipped one hand beneath her back and pulled her up to sitting. With the shirt already rucked up at her waist, it took him no time or skill at all to pull it right up and over her head.
He took a second to admire her bare breasts and groaned with approval before he dove in, taking one nipple into his mouth and sucking at her as she fell back onto the bed again, sliding her fingers into his hair and holding him to her. He licked and laved and growled a little, then moved to her other breast. She tried to pull him on top of her, but he held himself up on his hands, bent over her.
“Max. Please.”
He kissed his way back down to her belly, then stood at the end of the bed. He pulled his wallet out of his back pocket, opened it, and tossed a condom on the bed next to her.
“I appreciate that, and I also have my IUD,” she reminded him.
Good to know they had backup, even though a baby would make him overjoyed.
But tonight was about them and reconnecting on a deeper, baser level.
He pulled off his boots, undid his black jeans, andshucked them and his boxer briefs, along with his socks, like they were on fire, then crawled up the bed and over her, hungry for her in a way that put an appreciative gleam in her eyes.
This hadn’t changed. And it comforted him to see the unabashed desire in her eyes. For him. The way he wanted her.
He settled his body over hers. They both sighed at the contact. He dove in for a kiss. She grabbed ahold of him and held him close, not one millimeter separating them.
They moved together, against each other, kissing and touching until they were desperate for more.
Max found the condom by her ribs and tore it open. He sat back, sheathed himself, then leaned over her again, rubbing the round head against her wet entrance, sinking in, watching as he pushed in deeper. The sensation of him once again filling her sent a wave of euphoria through him. Finally, they were together again.
And then Max moved, pulling out and filling her up again. She rocked away and into him, taking him deep. She gripped his hips and pulled him into her again and again. They lost themselves in the sensation and joy of being back together like this, until they were both panting and writhing and desperate for the release that overtook them and had them clinging to each other as the shock waves rocked them both.
Max collapsed on top of her, crushing her into the bed. She held on tight, apparently not minding his weight, his love, everything surrounding them and filling them up.
Their breaths sawed in and out at each other’s necks.
