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I let our mouths brush against each other once, twice. “I am.”

“Does this mean you aren’t leaving?” His eyebrows arch, gaze alight with hope.

“I’m here for as long as you’ll have me.”

I feel a flicker of a smile on his lips. “So forever then?”

“I suppose I could make that work.”

As soon as the words leave my mouth, he covers it with his. He clings to me so tightly I’m not sure where one of us ends and the other begins. Our lips part to one another, and then his tongue traces along mine. The warmth heals something inside of me that had long been frozen over. I melt into his touch, savoring each pass of his strong hand over my waist, my spine, my hip. His other hand continues to cup my jaw, holding on to me for dear life.

Finally we have to come up for air. I suck in a breath as he groans, “Leo, I’ve waited twelve years to make love to you again. I’m not doing it on the floor.”

Before I can respond, he stands, then scoops me into his arms and marches toward the hall. I’m thrown onto the bed with very little grace, and then his shirt flies over his head, fluttering to the ground somewhere behind him. He removes his glasses and tosses them in the same general direction. His belt and pants follow suit, and then his underwear. When he’s finally naked, I stare at him with my mouth agape.

“It’s like having my own personal viewing of David.”

His eyebrow quirks. “Don’t talk about other guys right now.”

“It’s a statue!” I squeal.

“I’ll show you something that’s rock-hard.”

I groan, but it does something miraculous for my heart to joke again after all that has happened. “So you’re no better at dirty talk than you were at twenty-two. Noted.”

“Oh, Leo,” he growls, stalking forward and planting a hand on either side of me. “You have no idea.”

Chapter Thirty-Four

Callum

“Take your clothes off.”

She balks, then quickly recovers, settling onto her back and grabbing the hem of her sweater to drag it over her head. She’s wearing that same black lace bra from last time, and the realization goes straight to my dick.

“All of them,” I add when she pauses like her job is done.

She smirks but begins working on her zipper. “What happened to not wanting to be rushed?”

“That was before.” She slides her jeans down as best she can with me towering over her, and I take them the rest of the way off. Not waiting for her help, I grab her panties and scale the length of her legs with them, too. “Now I need you so badly I can barely breathe.”

A sigh passes over her parted lips. “So you have gotten better at talking.”

“Told you so.” I hook my arm under her hips and move her up the bed so there is room for me to stretch out over her. Then my hand trails up her spine, and I undo the clasp of her bra. She takes over, tugging the straps from her shoulders and tossing the bra to the side. She’s bare beneath me, and it’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

The last time I made love to Leo, we were barely more than teenagers. Neither of us had any meat on our bones, any stories to tell, any idea the rarity of our feelings for each other. But now she’s a woman. Her hips are wider and her breasts fuller. Her nipples are dark and pebbled in the cool air. Those stretch marks from the child she carried for us nearly bring me to my fucking knees.

“I’m going to spend the rest of my life showing you just how beautiful I think you are.” I capture her nipple between my teeth and suck.

Her back arches beneath me, pressing her even closer. I can feel every swell and curve of her body. I ache for her in a way I’d forgotten I could.

“Spread your legs for me, baby,” I say, my breath causing goose bumps to rise on her breasts, and she does. I settle into the welcome embrace of her thighs, feeling the heat and wetness of her against the length of me. A groan rips through me. It’s nearly the end of me before we’ve even begun. “This is going to be embarrassingly quick, and I’m so sorry but I cannot wait. I’ll make it up to you afterward, okay?”

She nods, while at the same time digging her heels into my ass cheeks, urging me closer. “We’ve got the rest of our lives to take our time.”

“That’s the sexiest thing you could’ve said.” I dip my head to take her other nipple into my mouth, capturing the other with my fingers and pinching it. She cries out and grinds into me, and my vision goes white at the edges.

I lick and suck my way up her breast to her collarbone and then to her neck, finally landing at her ear where I draw the lobe in between my teeth. My breath flows over her skin, causing her to shiver. At the same time my hand dips between us and I spread her lips before burying a finger and then two inside her.

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