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His fingers slid between my legs and circled my clit softly before delving deep inside me. He swirled his finger, thrusting it as my hips pressed forward, looking for more. He held me there, teasing me as he explored everything about me. When his mouth came over my breast and bit my nipple, I cried out in pleasure.

“Do you like that, Reba? A little pain with your pleasure.”

“Yes. Please.” I panted as my mind turned to mush and my body cried out for him.

“Will you come for me? Let me watch you. My biggest regret is not being able to remember what you looked like, as you are overwhelmed with arousal.”

His words, his movements, it was all too much. I’d give this man anything he asked for, and he already knew that. He nipped at my neck and my breasts as the excitement in me rose. My hips ground into him, pressing my clit against the palm of his handas his fingers thrust deep inside me. I cried out before I even realized it. He played my body as if he had done so a million times before. I couldn’t stop it even if I wanted to, and fuck, I didn’t want to. I wanted everything he was giving me, everything he promised and when my body gave in and my mind cleared, Johnny was the only thing I could see and for that I was grateful.

CHAPTER 12

Johnny

She was so fucking gorgeous. Everything I knew she would be. I wasn’t lying when I told her I hated that I couldn’t remember her coming for me.

When we’d awakened the next morning after that night years ago, there had been bits and pieces that flashed through my mind. I’d set us up for complete failure. We were drunk, more than normal even. If we hadn’t been, I never would have taken the risk of being turned down. When she’d agreed, and gave in to our first kiss, my heart had soared but my mind argued. The liquor had worked to my advantage. I’d been able to ignore my conscience but that meant she’d been able to ignore hers as well.

Reba had been my everything back then. It killed me that I’d lost her. I’d been young and stupid but I’d known better when it came to her which made it all so much harder. Now with her lying in my arms and her body shaking with pleasure, I knew how much I had completely fucked us. If I had done things differently, this moment right here would be something I could have whenever I wanted. She wouldn’t have missed yearsof Jax’s life, she would be part of us and we would give her everything.

When the tension slid from her body, she opened her eyes and smiled at me.

“You are beautiful,” I said, placing a kiss on the tip of her nose.

All she did was smile, and I got lost in the face of a woman I’d spent the better part of my life pining over.

“I want more,” she said with a wink as she carefully moved and reached across me for the condoms, holding them up in front of me. “Let’s use these for now.”

“I’ll make appointments for us to get tested in the morning because fuck if I don’t want to feel all of you gripping my dick.”

She laughed again and opened one, slowly rolling it over my already hard cock. She straddled my thighs as she reached for the lube, opening it and coating my cock with it while I tried to distract her by lightly circling her clit with my index finger.

“What do you think you are doing?”

“Playing.”

“With fire?”

“Maybe. Depends on what happens if I do this.” I slipped my fingers into her again and she cried out, leaning forward to brace herself on my chest.

“Fuck, Johnny. I’m still so sensitive. It’s too much.”

“No, it’s not. You said you want more. Now take it,” I said with a smile I knew she couldn’t deny.

I pulled my fingers from inside her and lifted her slightly, lining her up with the head of my cock as she got herself balanced. With her hands on my chest, she slowly lowered herself onto my cock and it was utter ecstasy.

“Damn, Reba, you feel so good.”

She smiled down at me and rocked her hips forward as I pressed up inside of her. She looked down at me as I gave herall of me. Although it didn’t feel like giving anything up and, in that moment, I realized she’d always had me. My best friend, the woman who stepped in and cared for my son when I was lost and confused and the woman who I’d never let go again.

I reached between us and applied pressure to her clit. It was easier to figure out what she needed than I thought it would be. I’d listen to anything she’d ask, but the way her expressions changed and her body responded made it clear.

“I’m not going to last, Johnny, I just don’t think I can.”

“It’s okay, Reba, let go. I’ve got you.”

Her smile was genuine, and she never broke eye contact with me. As her hips shifted, I pressed deeper and deeper inside of her. Nothing was hurried or rushed; it was a moment of connection I’d never had with anyone else and it was one I would cherish for the rest of my life. She cried out her release just as I felt that burning tingle start to run through my body. She collapsed on top of me and I wrapped my arms around her just as that final pull shot me off into pure pleasure and I filled my girl with everything I had to give.

I held her for as long as I could before I had to handle the condom and get us both cleaned up. Pulling away from her made me feel like there was something more in that gap than just physical space. When I stepped out of the bathroom, I found her sitting on the edge of my bed, pulling her clothes back on.

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