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I wandered down to his shorts with my hands, undoing them. I slipped into them and massaged his hard cock beneath a layer of cotton. Ethan swore and bit my earlobe. Sucked on it and sighed as he moved his hands onto my ass. I unbuttoned my khakis so he could find his way into them.

"Babe, I missed you so much," I whispered against his skin, damp beneath my lips.

He hummed against the skin near my ear. "My heart has been in agony."

I moved back and held his face, gazing into his eyes. "Never again. I love you too much."

"My soul feels intact … forever love."

Forever love.

Ethan loved me as desperately as I loved him. We were starting a lifetime together.

We danced against one another, swaying and kissing. Ethan edged my pants off my hips, dropping them to the floor. I kicked off my sandals, stepped out of my pants, and went to work on his. I hooked the band with my thumbs and lowered his colourful board shorts, kneeling before him. He kicked off his slides and lifted each foot so I could finish undressing him.

I placed my hands on his hips and inhaled the scent of him, brushing my lips and nose across his thick cock beneath the uncharacteristic white briefs.

I looked up at him. "No lace?"

"Haven't felt like it."

"Is that my fault?"

"I prefer wearing lace for both of us."

"Then we need to get rid of these." I pulled the underwear down, releasing his damp cockhead to bob before my lips. I gripped his shaft, holding it steady, and swiped my tongue across his slit.

I shivered.

His taste fulfilled a carnal desire I'd dreamed of all my life.

His legs tensed as I sucked his dick into my mouth. He dug his clenching hands into my hair and groaned. I sucked and licked, teasing, until he was tight and flushed.

He released my hair and sat on the edge of the bed, breaking my contact.

"I need to feel you inside me," he said, brushing my lips with his fingertips.

Ethan shuffled up the bed. I followed him after losing my boxers. I captured his body beneath mine, our cocks fighting for space, our mouths fitting together.

He wrapped his legs around my waist, angling his hips up and back, his tongue seeking to quench a desperate thirst, his fingers digging into my back.

He touched my cheek, separating our lips. "I'm tested every three months."

My mind went blank for a second, searching for why he was telling me this. Then it dawned on me, and my cock pulsed with the possibility of what Ethan was offering.

"I've only been with you in the past eight years."

Ethan wrapped his arms around my neck and hugged me, his lips against my ear.

"I want you to fill me to overflowing."

I felt my eyes pool with tears. "Oh my god, baby … yes."

"You still have lube in here?"

"Right where we left it." I didn't move until he nudged me and smiled up at me.

"Well … go get it."

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