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Jesus.
“Want you…inside of me. Deep,” I finally got out.
“I love your tits, Ava,” he said, then laved my nipple slowly, thoroughly. “They’re even more perfect than before.”
“I need to be naked.”
“I agree.”
He laid me back on the mattress, my legs hanging over the side, and pulled my shorts and underwear down my legs. I braced my feet on the edge of the bed, bringing my knees up, opening myself to him. Cash feasted his eyes on my most private parts, and the heat in his eyes made the ache inside of me incessant, begging for him to assuage it.
I took his hand and pulled him with me as I scooted farther back on the bed. He followed me partway, then dropped over my legs and kissed the inside of my knee. He trailed his tongue upward, along my inner thigh, laving, nibbling, kissing, driving my need for him higher. When he got to the juncture of my leg and my body, he licked it, one side, then the other, teasing me, not quite hitting the point that throbbed for him.
Trying to divert myself from my impatience, I propped up on my elbows and watched him, the way his head dipped with each movement, and I marveled that we were together again, if only for today. He’d felt like such a vital part of me at one time. He wasn’t the same and yet he was in some ways, and beyond the crazy he was making me, there was a deep satisfaction in that.
He spent ages kissing and teasing me with his tongue and lips and fingers. With every pass of his tongue over my center, my need heightened. Though I wanted his mouth all over me, making me come apart, what I wanted even more was for him to fill me. It was the only way to make this deep ache go away.
I pulled at his arm, urging him higher. “Cash.”
His gaze lifted and met mine, his eyes so full of lust and heat that I couldn’t speak for a few seconds.
I tugged him closer. “Please…”
“You don’t like that?”
“I love it but I want…”
He moved up my body with a predatory look in his eyes, his erection nudging my center. “This?”
I answered by dropping my knee, opening more to him.
As he braced himself over me on his forearms, he closed his eyes for a moment, looking pained. “I don’t have a condom. Do you?”
I shook my head, slightly dismayed that I hadn’t considered that before this second. “I’m on the pill and clean.”
He exhaled. “I’m clean too.”
I ran my hands down his back to that delectable former-baseball-player’s ass and clasped him to me, running one of my feet up the back of his leg. His dick was cradled in my folds, the hardness and friction lighting up all my nerve endings. I rubbed myself against him, silently begging him.
“I want to take this slow, but if I don’t get inside of you in the next two seconds…”
“Get inside of me,” I said, then sucked in a breath of anticipation as I felt him at my entrance.
Cash pushed inside, filled me up, drew a moan from me. He stilled and moaned himself, biting his lip as if he had to fight to get control of himself. The ecstasy of the moment meshed with memories, and a sense of rightness settled over me. This was Cash, the first man I’d ever been with. The best.
We’d always been compatible in bed, and it seemed that hadn’t changed in nearly two decades, even though we’d both lived so much of life separately. None of that mattered, only this moment when we were as close as two people could be.
With a low rumble in his throat, he withdrew slowly, making sure I felt every millimeter of him, every millisecond of pleasure. It was a familiar play between us, him trying to draw it out, me urging him to give me more, and he smiled down at me.
“It’s like no time has passed,” he said.
“Mm-hmm.”
“Being with you again is incredible.”
“Mmm.” I moved my hips slowly. “Cash?”
“Yeah, baby?”
