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Our kisses grew messy as my hands finally touched every part of her I’d kept myself away from. Her side and her hip, and then her thigh and her ample backside. She was perfect in my arms—just like I’d dreamed of.
Stella broke the kiss, chest heaving. She gulped in a couple of deep breaths before saying, “I’ve waited long enough. Touch me, Alden.”
“Is this what you want?”
“Of course it is. Trust me, you’ll feel it.”
I wanted this. I wantedher,and I couldn’t deny it anymore. My hand gripped her hip, but I slowly moved it down to slip past the waistband of her leggings. When my fingers found her slick folds, I groaned.
“Fuck.”
“I told you,” she said. “Now make me come, Alden Canes. I know you can.”
I moved my hand up and down, caressing her sensitive bud. She gasped and her jaw dropped open. I couldn’t resist a smile. If I did my job right, there would be no more words out of her.
Stella’s body arched into mine, and my lips returned to hers as I stroked her. I didn’t think she could get more wet, yet as her pleasure grew, so did her slickness.
“O-oh,shit,”she said, pulling her lips away from mine. “I-I’m gonna?—”
I kept up the pace, torturing her with every centimeter I moved. Her mouth dropped open into a silent scream. I watched every second, content to sear it into my memory just like I had the first time I’d been with her.
Her chest heaved as she came on my hand.
“Want more?” My voice was low and gravelly under the weight of my desire.
“You remembered?”
“Of fucking course I did. Now how do you want to come again?”
“On your cock,” she gasped. I opened my mouth to ask if she was sure, but her hands moved to my shoulders. “I’m taking over.”
She hauled herself on top of me after pulling off my jeans and her leggings. My cock was pressed against her inner thigh, and I saw stars at the mere idea of entering her.
But I caught her by the hips.
“Stella,” I said. “Slow down. We have all the time in the world.”
She blinked. “I don’t want you to change your mind.”
“I won’t.” I hadn’t for seven years.
“But—”
“Stella, you have to trust me. I know it’s hard after?—”
“I do trust you.”
I didn’t deserve it, but I would take it and never break it again.
“Then you have to believe me when I say there’s norush. Let’s enjoy this.” I leaned up, pressing my palm under her sweater and moving up until I grazed her mid-back. “No bra?”
“A bra is a menace.” She shrugged and my eyes caught on the outline of her breasts. I could see her nipples hardening through her sweater and it reminded me of the task at hand.
I kept going up until my hand had her neck. I pressed a rough kiss to the sensitive skin there, getting rewarded by a broken gasp from her. Then I moved to pull the sweater off of her body.
And God. She was incredible.
“Take your shirt off,” she said. “I didn’t get to see that the last time we did this, and I won’t miss out again.”