Page 64 of Return To You

I deepen the kiss, and I push one finger inside her, then add two, then three, slowly moving them in and out, loving howtight, how responsive she is as her cunt squeezes my digits. I remove them completely, then undo my jeans.

I quickly grab the condom that I always carry, hoping one day to use it with her, before my jeans fall to the floor, and I shove down my boxers, all while my tongue massages against hers, tasting her.

Quickly tearing the wrapper, I sheath myself, then place the tip of my cock at her entrance. I break the kiss, placing my forehead against hers, needing to see her eyes when I enter her for the first time in two years.

She blinks, and our eyes connect before I slowly push inside her.

Her mouth parts slightly as her cunt squeezes me, and I groan at how tight she is, while silently praying I don’t come, her walls gripping me hard.

Leaning forward, I bite her bottom lip, and push into the hilt, and she moans, her hands finding my hair as she grips it, mine going to her hips to keep her up against the wall.

Keeping eye contact, I move my hips back, then thrust forward again harder, and she moans loudly. I slam my lips on hers, and thrust hard and fast, knowing I’ll make love to her after this round, preferably in the shower.

Already, I can feel her cunt pulsing, and my cock twitches with the need to come. Deepening the kiss, I tilt my hips and thrust harder, moving my hand between us, finding her clit. I rub hard circles over it, and her fingers grip my hair tighter. She screams into my mouth, and I swallow the sounds as her cunt grips me so hard I’m worried my dick with pop off.

Wetness spreads between us, and I moan, thrusting faster and faster until my balls squeeze tight, and I explode, coming into the condom, suddenly wishing there was nothing between us, wishing I could paint her walls with my seed.

I stop deep inside her, and slow the kiss, before pulling back and placing my forehead against hers again, both of us breathing heavily.

“Fuck,” I rasp, and her fingers grip me even tighter. “Happy birthday to me, huh, Petal,” I joke, and she snorts, closing her eyes but not moving from my hold, giving me hope.

God, I love this woman….

I take her lips with mine, instantly our tongues tangling, and I carefully carry her away from the wall, stepping out of my jeans and boxers, before walking us over to the couch.

I lay us down and slowly pull out of her. I remove the condom, chucking it in the small bin near the couch, then breaking the kiss and making eye contact.

“Please fucking tell me you have more condoms because I’m so not fucking done with you yet, Rose.”

She smiles shyly and admits, “There’s an unopened box in my bathroom cupboard. I thought I could try to move on, but well, you know.”

I nod, trying to ignore the jealousy, and kiss her quickly. I lift her again, making her gasp.

“What on earth, Noah?” She wraps her arms and legs around me like a spider monkey.

I chuckle and state, “I believe we both need a shower….”

With that said, I kiss her again as I walk us to her shower, where I make her come twice with my tongue bar, and then again with my cock, before taking her to her mattress and making slow love to her before we fall asleep.

Come tomorrow, I know I’ll need to give her space to get her mind ready for us, and I’ll have to sort some shit out, too. Until then, I’m going to hold her tight.

Get ready, my Petal, because you’re coming home soon.

twenty-two

Rose – One Week Later

I smileas the customer leaves me a tip. I grab it and slip it into my apron, trying not to be preoccupied, but it’s hard to stay focused.

It’s been a week since I saw Noah.

After spending the night in each other’s arms, he woke me up the next morning, kissing me all over before reminding me I was his, giving me several mixed emotions that I can’t seem to decipher.

“We aren’t done, Rose,” he murmurs against my neck before nipping it. “You are mine, Petal, and I’m yours, always. You can’t forget our kind of connection, our love, and I’m not losing you again.”

He left after giving me a hard, long kiss, and that was that.

Barnett has come to my apartment five times this week to pick up Diego, apparently taking him to his father.

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