He looks up at me, shaking his head. “I don’t deserve you. You are a goddess, so high above the man I am. But I will try my hardest each and every day to become worthy of you.”
His words bring tears to my eyes.
Cradling his face as he eases my body down his, I have no words for the way I feel. And I don’t need any as he takes my mouth with a kiss full of desire that turns into passion as we fall onto the bed.
Our bodies hunger for what they’ve missed.
The way his fingers move lightly across my flesh. I have longed to feel him this way again.
Savoring each moment like it might be the last, I fall into the man I loved such a long time ago. The man I still love.
My lips graze his, inhaling the breath he lets out, taking his essence deep into my lungs.
My hands roam his body, searching for both the familiar and the new in him.
The way his muscles run in waves along his upper back, rippling with each movement.
The way his outer thighs rub against my inner thighs as we tease each other, building our hunger, our need for one another.
It’s all coming back to me, the lust, the passion, the undeniable connection we made, that seems to be as strong as it ever was.
A low growl, so intense, his entire body quakes, excites me as I know he’s losing himself to the animal he can become.
With a swift motion, he turns me onto my stomach, yanks me back so I’m on my hands and knees.
As I tremble with anticipation, his hands take me by the waist, holding me still so he can keep me in place.
His tongue finds my wet folds, and he sucks on my clit for a second, making sparks ignite inside me.
“Fuck, you’re delicious. But I can’t wait any longer, baby. I promise I’ll make it up to you for hours.
“God, yes.”
His hands adjust his grip and a second later, he is entering me. Stretching me. Taking me like he owns me.
The force of each thrust sends the air from my lungs, igniting sensations I thought I would never experience again.
Leaning down to bury my face in a pillow to muffle my screams of ecstasy, I succumb to him, letting him take me over completely, giving him all I have to give.
Moving his cock with masterful precision, he touches parts of me that have never been touched. Going deeper than ever before.
His cock goes stiff, and he moans, pulling himself out of me. “Not yet,” he says, probably more to himself than me.
I can feel the tension in his body, even though we’re no longer connected. Turning onto my back, I smile, holding out my arms, beckoning him to come into them. “So much better than I remembered, babe.”
His chest heaves as he catches his breath. A mischievous grin curves his lips. “So, you thought about us together?” he teases.
If only he knew he was my one and only.
I take my breasts in my hands, urging him to come back to me. “You should taste these. They’ve gotten bigger.”
Moving like a panther up my body, his eyes on my breasts, he takes one into his mouth, while massaging the other.
My eyes roll up into the back of my head as he sucks, nips, and somehow makes magic happen inside me.
His cock, firm, wide, and long, rests against my sex.
My clit swells as he suckles.