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She holds my gaze for a moment and I wonder if she can see all the passion and the certainty behind my eyes.

I guess she can because a moment later, she’s smiling again. Then her hips roll against mine and her hands fist in the front of my shirt. “Then I don’t care either. I want to be your girlfriend.”

With that she pulls me in for a kiss so fierce I wonder if she’s been holding back all this time. She grinds on me, sucks me in, even bites on my lower lip when I go to pull back.

My cock is hard and aching to be released, and my balls feel tight.

No way we’re making it to her bedroom.

I’ve been waiting too damn long to get inside Mia.

Pushing aside the plates and dinner things, I tug off the jumper and her top and lay her back on the table under me. She moans when I dip my head and kiss up her belly, stopping to lavish attention just below her bra, teasing my tongue beneath the underwire, then kissing down to dip my tongue into her navel. She tries to tug me higher, but I don’t budge. I might not be able to keep my hands off her long enough to take her to bed, but I’m in no rush to end this either.

She arches her back when I finally reach behind her to unfasten the bra. We have it off in half a second and her breasts bare and waiting, nipples hard and pebbled. So goddamn tempting. I cup them and squeeze them gently, loving their shape in my palms, loving the way she groans with desire.

When I rub my thumbs across her nipples, her back bows off the table and I grin with satisfaction. My pulse throbs in my fingertips when I glide them as gently as I can across her satin skin. Down and slipping beneath the waistband of her leggings and panties so I can pull them off.

When I finally have her naked pussy spread for me like dessert, I’m all but beside myself. Pent up longing fires all my nerves until every pulse of my cock against the seam of my jeans is agony.

“Oh, my god, I need you so much, Luke. I don’t want to wait.”

I’ve hardly gotten started. I haven’t even tasted her yet. She’s echoing my thoughts, though. “Then be good and cum for me quickly.”

She groans, and when I lower my mouth to her slick pussy, her hands go into my hair.

I love it.

Love the sting of her tugging me to just the right place, like she can’t hold back as much as I can’t hold back my need for this. Her salty sweet perfection coats my tongue and lips, and I flick the swelling nub of her clit with a slow rhythmic motion. It doesn’t take long before it’s pushing out from under the hood of skin, hard and needy, and so ready for attention. Planting my mouth, I suck on her, using my hands to keep her spread for me when she bucks at the sensation.

“Oh!” Her fingers tighten in my hair and my cock gives an answering throb in my pants. Not long now. Just a little longer. I can hold on for her.

I need it, though. Need the feel of being that close to her, being inside her. I push two fingers through her juices and slide them up into her tight little pussy. Oh, fuck is she tight. Her inner muscles squeeze me as soon as I’m inside, and I know she’s close. Bloody hell.

I don’t know how much longer I can take this.

Curling my fingers, I reach for that spot that’ll send her flying. I keep my mouth on her clit, and when I find it she cries out. “Right there! Keep going, oh, keep going.”

I don’t stop. No way. I do just what she says, curling my fingers and flicking my tongue, until a burst of sweetness wets my chin and Mia shudders in my arms.

Beautiful. Beautiful. I don’t even have to look up to know that gorgeous expression is on her face. Her lips parted, her brow furrowed, and her cheeks flushed like she’s been in the sun a little too long.

Easing my fingers out of her, I reach for my fly with shaking hands. This is it. This is the moment. Ten years I’ve waited to be here again.

I’m not going to fuck this up like last time. I’m not going to let go until she’s cum on my cock more times than she can count.

I’ll be counting, though. I’ll be counting every single one, and no matter how many times she does, it won’t be enough.

My cock is angry and red, juices from the tip have already made a damp patch in my underwear. Mia lifts up on her elbows to look down at it. I grasp it and put on the condom. Lucky I’ve been walking around with these in my pocket for days, so I don’t have to go anywhere before I’m ready to sink into heaven.

I groan as I thrust home. I have to brace myself on the table under her and take a long breath. Bloody hell. I slip straight in, and she hugs me tighter than any fist, like she never wants me to leave.

I wouldn’t if I had my way. I’d like to have her wrapped around me always. Only, I’d never get anything done! I don’t know how I’ll ever get anything done again except for this as it is. Not now I’m reminded how bloody perfect she is.

Her arms go around my neck and she tugs me down for another searing kiss. I can hardly focus. I haven’t even moved yet and I’m overwhelmed.

Get it together, Luke.

I draw in a breath full of her scent and graze my lips against hers as I pull away and force myself to take control. This is it. This is the moment where I build on the foundations I’ve laid here, so she can see just how I’m going to take care of her for the rest of our lives.

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