Page 67 of Wild Hearts

I gripped his forearms. "I'm clean and on birth control."

He slid his cock between my folds. "I am too. I haven't been with anyone in a long time."

I swallowed hard, his cock sliding easily making me want more. "Same."

Then his cock nudged my entrance, and I grabbed his ass, pulling him to me. He slid inside inch by inch as if he was savoring the progression. I marveled at the way he filled me up like no one else could. It wasn't just physical; he fulfilled me in a way that I hadn't experienced since we broke up. He was the man for me. There was no question about it.

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WALKER

Icouldn't believe I was getting a second chance with my first love. If I was honest with myself, the only woman I'd ever loved. Being with her felt even better than I remembered. Her walls pressed around my bare cock in a way that made me feel like I was going to come way too soon.

I lowered my body over hers so that the friction would feel good for her.

"I feel so full," Addison murmured as she gazed at me with wonder in her eyes.

Was I the only one who made her feel like this? I wanted to think that what we had was special. It certainly was different for me, and I attributed that to the connection we'd built over time.

Then I kissed her, my cock moving easily inside her as the tingle built at the base of my spine. There was no holding back; I needed her to go over before me. I reached between us and touched her clit, her nipples grazing against the hair on my chest.

It was too much. As soon as she jerked beneath me and cried out, I followed her over, removing my hand from her clit andbracing myself on the mattress. I didn't want to crush her, but my muscles had liquified.

Her hands tangled in the hair at the base of my neck, and her legs wrapped around my hips. I'd never been closer to another person, and for once, I didn't feel the need to run and hide from anything. I could be myself with Addison. She'd seen every piece of me and wasn't scared.

I rolled to the side, pulling her with me so that her head rested on my shoulder.

We sat like that for a bit, both of us breathing hard before she said, "I need to go to the bathroom. It's messier without a condom."

That made me think she hadn't gone bare with anyone else but me. That felt good. "I'll take care of you."

I moved out from underneath her, wetting a washcloth before bringing it back to the bedroom to clean her up. Then I tossed it to the side, making a mental note to grab it before Dakota came home.

I gathered Addison to me, and she curled into my body, her fingers tracing a pattern on my chest.

"Being with you is better than I remembered, and that's saying a lot."

I wondered if it was because we were adults and had been through more than when we were younger. We knew what we wanted. I answered her by tightening my arms around her. I never wanted to let her go. The emotion threatened to bubble to the surface, but it was too soon. She wasn't sure about us, and I wanted her to come to the realization without any pressure from me.

We must have fallen asleep, because when I opened my eyes again, sunlight was streaming through the window, and I was still curled around Addison. She'd turned in the middle of the night, and I'd followed her, not wanting to lose that connection.

Reluctantly, I reached behind me for the phone I threw onthe bed last night. I found it and opened the screen to see if Dakota had asked to come home. There weren't any messages.

"Is everything okay?" Addison asked, rolling onto her back so she could see me.

"No messages."

"That's good."

"I love having Dakota in my life, and now you." Everything was exactly as it should be. My mouth apparently had no filter in the morning.

But I saw the way her expression softened as if she was worried something had changed overnight and I regretted what we did. "I agree."

Her stomach rumbled.

I chuckled. "Breakfast?"

"I could eat."

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