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“I forgive you,” I say, sliding my hands up his hard chest and around his neck. “The real you.”
His lips are finally on mine, erasing the past few weeks of misery, as if we were never apart. He pulls away, eyes wide.
“Wait.” With an effort, he lets go of me to pull a small box out of his pocket. He snaps it open to reveal a delicate diamond ring. It’s gorgeous and what he’s about to do takes my breath away. “You still need to say yes,” he tells me. “I love you. Marry me, Harley. Don’t make me suffer without you. I’ll spend the rest of our life together making you see how important you are to me.”
Tears fill my eyes and I can no longer see the ring. I push it aside and drag his face down. Our lips crash together and he lifts me, breaking the kiss to find a spot to claim me. With one hand around my waist, he reaches behind me to lock the door.
I rub against his hard cock, forgetting everything but my need. I push away and tug him to the floor, climbing on top of him. Straddling his hips, I plant my hands on his chest, and we stare at one another while I grind sensually against him.
“Let me,” I say, popping open his jeans. With the zipper down, I shove away his boxers and grip his smooth, pulsing shaft. “I dreamed about this.”
I ease my way down his body and his hands tangle in my hair. “Harley, I’ve dreamed about it, too. Make it real, baby.”
My lips close around him, sucking him deep into my mouth. I sigh as I drag my teeth gently along the satiny steel, making his cock pulse. I get lost in the powerful feeling, but my pussy is craving his touch. Shaking, I pull away and bring my swollen lips to his.
“Please, Scott.”
Once again I’m begging, but he’s quick to give me what I need. More than air, more than sunlight. I need him. He pulls my skirt up and, with a quick jerk, rips my panties off. I rise above him, guiding his dripping tip to my wet, aching pussy. Slowly, I lower myself, watching his eyes drift shut. He holds my hips to keep me still, but I’m in charge now. Every slow stroke drives me closer to the edge, and I can tell he’s barely hanging on. It’s been too long. I can’t ever be away from him again.
“I love you,” I whisper, almost afraid for him to hear.
His hands slide up my waist, his thumbs brushing across my breasts and making me shiver and tense around his cock. His palms slide further up my chest, along the sides of my neck and into my hair. With a soft smile, he pulls my face down, his mouth taking mine. It’s so tender and so commanding at the same time. I go still, lost in the feel of his tongue tracing my lips while he’s deep inside me.
“Keep moving,” he says against my mouth. “Give me everything you’ve got, Harley.”
I straighten up and pull my top off to let him watch me, my head tipping back as I ride him, each slow, smooth stroke making my heartbeat quicken. My body yearns for the release I know he can give me, but I want this reunion to last as long as we can handle.
It’s not very long.
Pretty soon, he can’t restrain himself and begins moving my hips with his powerful hands. Faster, harder. I lean over, gasping when he lifts his head to take my nipple in his mouth.
“You have the most gorgeous tits,” he pants in rhythm to our feverish pace.
When his fingers find my clit, I have to bury my face against his shoulder to keep from screaming. My moans are still much too loud and he swallows them with a kiss. His own sounds mingle with mine as he pulses hard inside me, spilling every drop. I’m not just his. He’s mine now.
Our movements slow again as I try to wring out every bit of sensation. His arms circle my waist and he pulls me flush with his body, his heart pounding in his chest. I grip his hard biceps and breathe him in, his neck sweaty against my cheek. As he slips out of me, he finds my clit, drawing out a surprise burst of pleasure I thought I was too spent to feel. But he knows exactly what I like and how to please me, and I bite his shoulder to quell a fresh scream.
“Wow,” I mutter, coming back to my senses while lying in a panting heap on top of him.
I realize we’re in the library and I start giggling, unable to stop. His chest rises and falls beneath me as he joins in. Then he looks at me seriously, brushing my hair behind my ears.
“I love you, Harley,” he says, reaching around until he finds the ring box that got tossed aside. “You still need to put this on.”
I love him too, and I’ve forgiven him, but I’m still not sure I can completely trust him. And I know I can’t ask him to give up everything he’s worked for. I kiss him gently and lean back. “I won’t let you give up your career for me. You’re a star player and I know you want this.”
“Doesn’t matter,” he says. “You matter more.”
I believe him. I really do. But I’d never forgive myself if he gave up on his dreams just to be with me. Plus, I would worry that he’d end up resenting me. I realize he’s not like my father at all. He’d really give it all up. Just for me. “I still have the semester off,” I say. “You still have to finish your last one, so why don’t I come back to New Hampshire. We can try dating and get to know each other better and—”
He cuts me off. “With the ring on your finger, right?”
I sigh, wanting to make him happy, but he promised to make me happy, too. “I’ll wear it on a chain,” I say firmly. “For this, I’m the boss. After you graduate, we’ll see how things are.”
He tugs my head down to kiss me until I’m breathless, ready to agree to anything after that. “I have my own apartment near campus. Live with me, please,” he begs. “It’ll give us more time to get to know each other. Let you see how great we can be.”
“Yes,” I murmur against his lips. “That sounds perfect.”
He sits up and grabs my shirt, tossing it to me. “Then what are we waiting for? We can fly back tonight. Let’s get home.”
