Page 125 of One Night

"Guess that's a yes." I kiss her head. "I missed you too." I pull away. "Let's go inside and I'll show you how much."

"I just need to grab my stuff." She goes around to the back of her car and pops the trunk.

"I got it." I take her suitcases and we walk to the door. I can't stop looking at her. She's so damn beautiful. Even with her hair in a messy ponytail and no makeup, she's beautiful.

"God, I feel like a mess," she says when we get inside. "I need to shower quick and change clothes."

"A shower sounds good," I say, setting her suitcases down.

She smiles. "You look pretty clean to me." Her arms go around my neck and she leans in, taking a deep inhale. I wore the cologne she loves. "You smell really good."

I lift her face up to mine. "I'm still dirty, at least my mind is, thinking about you and all the things I want to do to you." I press my warm lips to hers, then breathe over her mouth. "I've missed you so fucking much."

"I missed you too," she whispers, her eyes closed, lips parted.

I kiss her, slow and deep, and listen as she moans, the sound and the feel of her making me instantly hard, wanting her, needing her.

"Let's go," I say, leading her to the bedroom.

"But the shower," she says.

"Later. Right now I want you in bed." I want to feel her, touch her, kiss her all over, and I can't do that as easily in the shower. We'll do that later. We have all night.

"Dylan!" she cries out as she comes, her hands digging into my shoulders, her legs tightening around me. It only took a few minutes before she got there but it took everything in me to hold myself back. I was ready to come the moment I was inside her. That's how much I wanted her, how much I missed her.

"Fuck," I groan as my release hits me, my body shuddering from the force. It's always so intense with her, so powerful, unlike anything I've felt with anyone else.

After a moment of rest, I kiss her and feel her smile against my lips, her eyes still closed.

"I've missed that," she sighs.

"Which is why we're going to do it again." I kiss her neck. "Let's get in the shower."

"Let's just stay here a minute."

I hold her in my arms, gazing at the smile that's still on her face. I'm smiling too, having her here, back with me. I've missed her as my girlfriend but I've also missed her as my friend. She's become the person I go to when I need to talk or just want to hang out. Austin and Van are still there but I see them less now that I have Amber. And Austin is always with Kira.

"How was the trip?" I ask, running my hand up and down her back.

"Good. Kira and I blasted the radio and sang the whole way. I'm surprised I have a voice left."

"I didn't know you were a singer."

"I'm not. I'm horrible. I only do it when the radio's too loud for anyone to hear."

"Sing something for me."

I laugh. "No way. Never. You'd hear one verse and be out of here so fast."

"Sorry, but not even your supposedly bad singing would send me away. I want to be with you, no matter what." I kiss her forehead.

Her body tightens and I hear her swallow.

"Amber, is something wrong?"

"No." Her body relaxes again. "Just the thought of you hearing me sing made me cringe. I'm so bad."

"Speaking of singing, I still need to give you your gift."

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