The subtle, rosy flush on her cheeks.
The dilation in her bright blue eyes.
The speed of every warm breath she takes.
She wants me as much as I want her.
I glide my nose across her cheek, inhaling her heavenly floral scent. “The best part is the anticipation, don’t you think? The buildup for the inevitable that’s about to occur.”
“Y-yes,” she breathes, her eyes closing.
My lips skim across her neck, and she tips her chin up, exposing more of her bare skin for me to taste.
“Should I start slow, savoring every inch of her body?”
Her pulse beats frantically beneath my lips, where I press a tender kiss. “Yes.”
Taking one last step, I fill the space between us, pressing my body against hers, my hard cock shifting over her stomach. I place my left knee between her legs, opening her stance as her dress bunches around her hips. My thigh meets her center, and her eyes open, securing onto mine.
I don’t move.
I’m letting her decide for us.
Letting her choose whether she wants to admit to wanting this.
Confusion flashes over her irises as she waits for me to make the next move.
But instead, I shake my head, grazing my lips over her ear. “It’s your move, Princess.”
Honestly, I’m not sure how this will play out.
If she pushes me off her, I’ll move.
I’ll give her the space she wants.
But if—
Gradually, she rocks her hips forward.
I look down to where my leg meets her pussy and watch as she finds a slow, sensual rhythm. A soft moan breaks free from between her lips, and when I look up, I freeze.
Because the look she’s giving me is the same beautiful, vulnerable expression I haven’t seen on her face in over a year.
The one that said everything to me that she was thinking without using any words—I trust you, I miss you… I need you.
Dropping one of her wrists, I cup her cheek, running my thumb over her smooth skin. Her body continues moving against mine, seeking pleasure, as she bites her bottom lip, her eyes never leaving mine.
Not even for one second.
God, I’ve missed this.
I’ve missed her.
Leaning forward, I watch as she closes her eyes, waiting for our lips to meet in what I know will be a kiss that brings her back to me.
That makes her mine again.
And fuck, I feel like I’ve waited so long for this moment.