Page 253 of My Rules

“I need closure.”

“Then kiss me goodbye.”

His eyes search mine.

“Please, Blake, kiss me goodbye just once. You want closure, so then we need to say goodbye to each other, because the way we ended before was just so sudden and so traumatic.”

He nods softly. “It was.”

I step toward him, and he stands his ground.

“All stories have a kiss goodbye, Blake.”

He cups my face with his hand, and he looks so sad as I stare up at him. “Kiss me and make it better,” I murmur.

“It’s only going to make it worse.”

“I’ll worry about that tomorrow.”

In slow motion, he bends, and his lips softly take mine. My eyes close at the intimacy of his touch. We kiss again, and this time, his tongue slowly slides through my lips.

Oh.

I’ve missed this. I’ve missed everything about this.

Our kiss deepens further; it becomes desperate. So much pain between us, and yet this kiss is a beacon of light in a very dark sea.

“Bec,” he murmurs against my lips, “you need to go.”

“I can’t. Don’t you see? We need this. Even if we aren’t going to be together anymore, we need to finish this. Don’t we owe it to ourselves to have one last time?”

He stares at me, and my eyes fill with tears. “I know you don’t feel the same about me as I feel about you,” I whisper. “I don’t deserve for you to. But everything in my soul is telling me that you need this as much as I do.”

“I do,” he whispers.

Our kiss turns desperate as his hands grab my behind and grind me onto his hardened cock. He falls back onto the couch and pulls me over the top of him, my legs straddled over his.

We kiss as if our lives depend on it, hungry and desperate.

A reminder of all that we’ve missed.

He grabs the hem of my dress and pulls it up over my head and throws it to the side. Suddenly I’m in my underwear with my legs spread around his and his hard cock nudging up against my sex.

Yes.

I take his T-shirt over his head, and I’m blessed with the sight of his broad, muscular body.

Oh lord ... how I’ve missed this.

I slide his tracksuit pants down, and his huge cock springs free. It’s engorged, with a thick vein running down the length of it.

I’ve never seen anything more beautiful.

My eyes linger on his manhood, half in disbelief.

You really don’t know what you’ve got until it’s gone.

I fall to the floor and take him into my mouth; the taste of his salty pre-ejaculate is like honey on my lips. He inhales sharply as his hands tangle in my hair.

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