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A huge smile lights my face as I take his hand and he leads me into the small room, carefully locking the door behind him before shrugging off his shirt.

I stare with wide eyes at the chest I remember, although more ink and muscles cover it than before. He holds my attention as he drops his jeans and kicks off his boots, his pants following, until he stands before me like a warrior, hard for me.

Then again, he always was.

Holding his gaze, I lift off my top and pull down my pants unashamedly, giving him permission to access every wanting part of me. He is right. We were always meant to be together, and it’s futile to try to escape that.

His heated gaze lingers on my skin, bringing it to life with the promise in his eyes.

Somehow, we cross the short distance between us. Small steps to close the gap but giant ones in our future.

His rough inked hand closes around my head and he pulls me gently toward him, his lips finding mine as if they are in a homing sequence.

He tastes of sin and depravity mixed with love and new beginnings, and I never appreciated the power of his kiss more than now.

The years melt awayas we explore familiar territory. Resurfacing memories remind me how good we were together.

My entire body is aching for him and as he pulls me even closer, my breasts graze his chest and my hand presses against the taut skin, causing a shiver of desire to ripple through my soul.

It’s as if I’m drowning as I offer myself completely to the man I have always loved, and when his hand finds mine and laces our fingers together, he pulls back and says huskily, “Last chance to back out, darlin’.”

“Same to you.” I stare at him with a small smile and as his eyes darken and deepen with lust, I can’t tear my gaze away from him as I dive inside his soul and remember how much I love it here.

He leans down and brushes his lips against my neck and then whispers in my ear, “We always knew this was a dangerous love, but as it turned out, the only danger was losing you.”

I place my finger on his lips and smile. “The thing about things you lose, Atom, is that one day they will be found and when that happens, you guard them carefully, realizing their importance to you. I will guard us with my life, which I dedicate to you right here. I love you, Atom and I always will, so push the past behind us. We’ve wasted too long already.”

He takes me literally and eases me gently onto the bed, carefully joining me, his hand cupping my ass and drawing me up hard against him. His kisses are deep and unapologetically rough, and I kiss him back with an appetite I haven’t felt since we were young.

His cock is rigid against my pussy and I shiver as I anticipate the pleasure it creates. I missed this so much –himso much, and I have an insatiable need for him to be inside me. He has other ideas and kisses a trail down my heated skin, each point of contact a reminder of how much I adore this man. He brings mybody to life as I bloom under his attention and when he reaches my clit, my mind explodes with euphoria.

He worships me as if I’m his goddess and he is definitely my God and I am delirious with sensation as I climb a mountain I never thought I’d find again, the journey familiar and all the sweeter for it as I appreciate how much I missed coming here.

I am so close to falling off a cliff and then he is there, joining me, his hard cock thrusting into my wet heat, causing me to cry, “Oh God!”

“Not God, darlin’, there’s only one name on your lips in our forever, so scream it to the heavens and remind them who’s calling.”

“Atom!”

I call out his name, the only one I have ever held in my heart and as he pushes in deeper, I could weep tears of joy. He is home.Iam home and it’s been a long time coming. What happened in the past no longer counts because our future together is all that matters now.

CHAPTER 48

ATOM

Fuck! I’ve waited so long for this, never daring to believe it would ever happen. Now I’m inside paradise and reluctant to leave. Clara’s pussy is clenching hold of my cock as if she’ll never let me go and I’m more than happy about that. I’m enjoying every second of something that’s been a long time coming and as her legs wrap around my waist, she pulls me in deeper.

It’s as if I never left in some ways and I already regret fucking endless women to forget her, punish her, call it what you like, but all this moment shows is I was chasing the dream. Thisisthe dream.Shewas always the dream, and I was foolish, thinking I could find it with anyone else.

Now I’m back and if I must chain her to this bed, she is never leaving me again.

She is mine.

I pull back and stare into her lust-filled eyes and whisper, “I love you, Clara. I always have.”

Intimacy isn’t something familiar to me. Sex, yes, but this is intimacy that’s off the scale. It’s a meeting of minds and as she stares into my eyes, she whispers, “I love you, Atom, and I can’t wait to build our life together.”

“Speaking of which.”

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