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She was the love of his life. For Rhett, it had always been Tori. He knew his feelings weren’t unrequited. They were clearly still attracted to each other, as proven by the multiple orgasms they had doled out over the last week. The connection between them was undeniably deeper than physical attraction. Her excuses for why they couldn’t be together were just that: excuses.
He lowered himself down onto the bed to join her, mindful not to disturb her blissed-out state.
“Thatwas my favorite,” she professed as she rolled over to close the space between them. He eagerly pulled her into his arms. What he wouldn’t give to make this last a lifetime…
“I’m glad you liked that. I really like making you come,” he whispered as his lips found the crook of her neck. She leaned into him, all soft and malleable in his arms. He loved the way the curves of her body molded under his touch. He couldn’t let himself get distracted now, though. He knew this was probably the best opportunity he was going to get to broach the subject of what was next, so he needed to take his shot.
“I think we need to talk,” he blurted out, running his hand from the nape of her neck all the way along her spine to her low back. He really did want to talk to her, but he also couldn’t keep his hands off of her. There was a low-key frenzy humming in his body that he was constantly trying to satiate. It was like his brain still didn’t believe him that this was really happening.Two and a half years apart had been way too long.
Tori let out a loud breath. It was a mix between a groan and an exasperated sigh.
“Hey, don’t do that, V. Don’t shut down on me. This last week has been incredible, but I have to go back to school tomorrow. I want to talk about this, to figure out whatever it is we’re doing. Are you into this?”
“Everhett, you were just inside of me, so yes, I would have to say that ‘I’m into this.’ You knew the answer to that without asking. There’s nothing to talk about or figure out. It’s not gonna happen.”
“Umm, I hate to break it to you, beautiful, but it kind of did just happen,” he teased as he swept his hand lower and pinched her ass. “Twice.”
She squirmed in his arms, then raised her head to look at him. “You know what I mean,” she insisted. “We’re not going to get back together. I’m not going to be your girlfriend.”
The pain of her rejection didn’t even register in his mind. Being turned down by Tori had become commonplace over the last few years.
“Well, Victoria Thompson, today must be your lucky day. I don’t expect you to be my girlfriend. I don’t want or need a girlfriend. In fact, I’ve been girlfriend-less since you broke up with me before college.”
“And that, Everhett Wheeler, is the whole damn problem,” she countered, stroking the tips of her fingers against his chest. He shuddered in response to her touch.Two could play that game.
“Is that so?” he questioned as he shifted his weight on top of her. He pushed up quickly, catching one of her nipples with his teeth as he pinched the other one between his fingers. She let out a hiss followed by a soft moan in response to his touch.Oh yes. Two could definitely play this game.
“The only reason you don’t have a girlfriend right now is because you aren’t looking for a girlfriend,” she accused as she writhed below his tongue. She kept trying to make her case as he kissed along the curves of her breasts. “You’re charming and smart and hot as hell. Any girl would be lucky to date you. I think the reason you don’t have a girlfriend is because you’re holding out for me to change my mind about us, but you can’t keep doing that. This isn’t going to happen again.” She muttered the last part softly, almost like she didn’t believe it herself.
Rhett read her cues and continued to move down her body, burying his face into the dip of her waist. He licked the soft skin beneath each breast and continued to pinch and tease her nipples. He pinned her hips in place with his own as she tried to arch her back.
When he reached the apex of her thighs, he placed each of his hands on the inside of her legs and held her open. The tips of his fingers just barely grazed her center. He licked along the crease of one thigh, intentionally teasing her as he withheld what she really wanted. Tori tried to buck her hips in response, growling in frustration when she realized he was holding her steady.
He peered up at her from between her thighs.“You were saying something about this not happening again?”
“Okay, okay! Fine, you made your point. Maybe this will happen again, but it’s not going to happen again without clear boundaries,” she huffed, slightly breathless.
“So what do you propose?” Rhett asked huskily. He was trying in earnest not to forfeit the negotiation. They were onto something, hovering on the brink of something new. But she wasn’t the only one affected by the proximity of his face to her clit. He was so hard right now, so eager to please her.
“I don’t want this to be over, but I also don’t want either of us to get too attached,” she murmured, trying again to lift her hips and make contact with his mouth. Rhett smiled at her eagerness.
“We both know you’re not going to get too attached, V,” he muttered before he finally gave in and ran his tongue gently through her folds. Tori sighed and appreciatively tugged on his hair. He flicked the tip of his tongue against her clit several times before closing his mouth around it and sucking. He continued to lick and kiss her core as he slowly slipped one finger into her sex. He had already made her come twice that day. Now that she was satiated, he wanted to savor her. He took his time massaging her from the inside, basking in the closeness she was finally allowing to blossom between them. He would spend all day buried inside this woman if she would let him.
“I want you,” she moaned.
Rhett stilled. He wasn’t sure if she meant she wanted him physically because of what he was doing to her body at the moment, or if she was continuing the conversation. He glanced up at her again, hoping for clarification.
“Damnit, I want you.” It sounded like an admission more than anything. “So if you promise to not get too attached… and if you promise to keep doing this…” She gave him a pointed look and raised her hips again toward his face.
Was this really happening? Did she just admit she wanted to keep this going between them? He smiled so wide he felt his cheeks begin to tingle.
“I’m addicted to you, V. I went two and a half years without a fix. I’ll agree to just about anything if we can keep doing this when we’re together, so yes, I promise not to get too attached.”
“Give me your phone then,” Tori demanded, hoisting herself up on her elbows. She dug her heels into the mattress to move away from his mouth.
“Wait, what? Are you being serious right now?”
“Yes, I’m serious. Hand me your phone. I have an idea.”
