She spread her legs slightly. “Fuck me, Cane. I need you.”
I pulled her thong to the side and plunged two fingers into her dripping wet pussy. My thumb stroked her clit as I finger fucked her. Her hips were writhing on the leather seat, trying to get me deeper. I wanted to take her here in the car so bad my cock ached, but not yet. It had been three years since I’d made love to her and I wasn’t going to take her like two teenagers in the back of a car.
I took a deep breath and pulled my fingers out of her. She moaned in frustration. “Why did you stop?” She asked, her voice almost a whine.
I licked the fingers clean that had been inside of her. I closed my eyes and shuddered. “Damn, Lindsey, you taste even better than I remember.” I lifted her chin with my hand. Her green eyes were blazing with desire. “It’s been too long since I’ve been inside you and the first time isn’t going to be in the back of a car.”
“But I need to come, Cane,” she pleaded with me.
“Oh, you will, plenty of times, but not here.” I smiled at her. I still couldn’t believe I had her here with me, ready and willing. I dreamed of this moment more times than I cared to admit.
She pulled her skirt down her legs with a sigh and I slid an arm around her shoulders. We had so much to talk about, but not now. Now I wanted to be with her. We had the rest of our lives to talk.
We finally arrived at my apartment building. The driver opened the door and I got out. I held out a hand for Lindsey and she climbed out slowly. She looked at my building and I felt embarrassed. My life was so different than it was the last time we were together. The rock God had certainly fallen far from where he once was.
She smiled and squeezed my hand. “It’s ok, Cane. I don’t care. I wouldn’t care if you lived in a box,” she said and wrapped her arms around my mine.
“Thank you,” I replied. Sometimes it was really hard to think about where I was and where I was now. I know my undoing was all my own fault and generally, I enjoyed the simpler life. I noticed the looks I got though at parties and I heard the whispers. Not everyone was as kind and generous as Lindsey.
I leaned over and kissed her temple. “Now let’s get you upstairs and naked in my bed,” I whispered.
“Yes, please,” she giggled.
When we went inside, there was someone already in the elevator. They held the door for us, but since we had company, we had to behave. She was standing in front of me and I found myself studying the lines of her shoulders, moving down to her ass. God, she had the most perfect ass. It took all of my self-control to not reach out and grab it.
We got to my floor first and I walked to my door with her close behind. My heart was pounding in my chest and my cock was painfully hard. My original plan was to fuck her slow and savor her, but it was becoming increasingly clear that wasn’t going to work.
I unlocked my door and opened it. “After you,” I said, motioning for her to go inside.
She walked in and I flipped on the light. “It’s cute,” she said, looking around.
“It serves its purpose. I’ve been thinking of moving, but haven’t gotten around to it. It’s clean and safe and close to the studio, so it’s perfect.” I shrugged a shoulder. “I know it’s small though.”
She turned to me with a smile. “It’s perfect.” She kicked off her shoes. “Let me check out the bedroom.” The naughty grin I used to love flashed across her face before she turned and went down the small hallway to my bedroom.
“Are you coming?” She called to me.
“Not yet,” I said as I shrugged out of my suit coat and threw it across the room. “But you will be very, very soon.” I walked down the hall, unbuttoning my shirt. “Holy shit, Lindsey,” I gasped when I walked into the room. There she was, already naked and on my bed. She had her legs spread enough that I could tell how wet and swollen she was. Yeah, I was going to last as long as a horny sixteen-year-old boy.
“I’ve missed you so much, Cane,” she said softly, running a hand between her legs. I stood there frozen, watching her touch herself. “I used to think about you all the time when I touched myself.” She moaned a little when she slid a finger inside of herself. “I would imagine your mouth on my, your hands on my body, and your cock fucking me.”
“Fuck yeah,” I said, reaching down to undo my pants and freeing my cock. I took it in my hand and started stroking it.
“I would cum hard, calling out your name,” she said, moving her finger slowly in and out of her pink pussy. “But it wasn’t as good as the real thing.” Her head fell back as her pleasure overwhelmed her. I watched mesmerized. She was the most sensual woman I had ever been with.
She lifted her head back up to look at me. “I need you, Cane. My body was made for yours. I belong to you.” She added another finger into her sex. “I love you,” she said breathlessly.
Her confession broke my resolve. I kicked off my pants and knelt on the bed before crawling to her. I climbed on top of her, my body covering hers. “I love you too, Lindsey.” I removed her fingers from her and slid my cock inside her with one swift thrust. She moaned and arched beneath me, lifting her hips to meet mine.
I paused, burying my head in her neck. She was right; her body was made for mine and she belonged to me. I wasn’t going to let her get away ever again. I was such a dumb fool for letting her get away. She was giving me a second chance and I wasn’t going to blow it.
I framed her face in my hands and looked down at her. “I’m sorry for every time I hurt you. I’m going to spend the rest of my life making up for it. I would rather die than hurt you again,” I whispered, my eyes filling with tears.
“Shh,” she said, bringing her finger up to my mouth. “We can talk later. Right now, I need you to fuck me.” She wiggled her hips a little beneath me.
I gasped and shuddered, pressing my forehead against hers and nodding. “I need to fuck you.” I propped myself up on my elbows over her, her tits pressed hard against mine. I started to move slowly in and out of her. She was meeting me thrust for thrust and I increased my movements.
I was grinding my pubic bone against her clit and soon she was pulsing around me. It wouldn’t be long before she came all over my cock and I wanted to come with her. Her whimpers got louder and I was surprised when she quit moving.