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"Theo," she whispers, her voice barely audible, as she closes her eyes and lets out a small sigh. Her hands grip my shirt tighter, pulling me closer as if afraid I might disappear at any moment.
Without thinking, I gently tug at her tank top, pulling it down. A groan escapes me as I realize she's not wearing a bra. Her dusky pink nipples harden in the cool air, and I'm mesmerized.
"You're still so beautiful," I murmur, my voice husky with desire.
Skylar's breath hitches as I lower my head, taking one perfect nipple into my mouth. The taste of her skin, the softness against my tongue—it's intoxicating. When I suck gently, she lets out a cry that sends shivers down my spine.
"Theo," she gasps, her fingers threading through my hair. "Oh God..."
I lose myself in the moment, in the taste and feel of her. All the years apart, all the pain and longing—it all fades away. Right now, there's only Skylar and me and this.
I switch to her other nipple, savoring the way she arches into me. Her body is so responsive, just like I remember. Without breaking contact, I slide my hands under her thighs and lift her into my arms.
"Bed," I murmur against her skin. "I need you."
Skylar wraps her legs around my waist, her arms circling my neck. "Yes," she breathes, her lips brushing my ear.
I carry her through the open door, my heart pounding as I glimpse the bed beyond. It's surreal, like a dream I've had a thousand times.
"Is this real?" I lay her down on the bed, our bodies still connected, I pull back just enough to look into her eyes. I run my hands up and down her soft curves, feeling the warmth of her skin against my touch. Savor it.
She looks up at me, her hazel eyes dark with desire. "I'm here, Theo. I'm real."
My hands tremble slightly as I reach for the waistband of her shorts. "Can I...?"
Skylar nods, lifting her hips to help me. As I slide the fabric down her legs, my breath catches in my throat. She's completely bare, and more beautiful than I ever imagined.
"God, Skylark," I whisper, drinking in the sight of her. "You're incredible. I've missed...everything about you."
I drop to my knees beside the bed, overwhelmed by the need to taste her again. I slowly lower my head, brushing a kiss against her inner thigh, savoring the taste of her skin. Her sigh vibrates through me, and I continue my journey upward, kissing and licking every inch of her skin until I reach my destination.
"Can I taste you, baby? Please?"
"Yes," she moans, her legs falling open in invitation.
I lean in, breathing in her scent, and press my face against her. As my tongue flickers across her sensitive flesh, we both groan.
She digs her fingers into my hair, her hips bucking slightly, urging me on. My tongue dances along her folds, teasing, tempting, building anticipation. Each movement draws a soft gasp from her lips.
I savor each taste, each sensation, committing them to memory again. Her body arches into me, a silent plea for more, and I oblige, my hands guiding her hips as I explore every curve and crevice of her.
I can't get enough of her taste, of the way she responds to every touch. I push her knees toward her chest, opening her up to me completely. My tongue explores every inch of her, savoring the sweet nectar I've dreamed about for so long.
Her taste is like a drug, intoxicating and addictive. I never could get enough of her.
"Theo," Skylar gasps, her fingers tangling in my hair. "Oh God, yes."
I repeat the motion, dragging my tongue along her folds, circling her clit. Again and again, I lap at her, drunk on her flavor and the little sounds she makes.
"You taste even better than I remember," I murmur against her sensitive flesh before sucking her clit into my mouth.
Skylar's back arches off the bed. "Please, don't stop," she begs.
I have no intention of stopping. I nip gently at her inner thigh, smiling at her sharp intake of breath. It's a move I know she's always loved, and I'm thrilled to find it still affects her the same way.
"Still like that, huh?" I tease, my voice husky with desire.
"Some things don’t change," she pants, her eyes meeting mine with a mix of hunger and vulnerability that takes my breath away.