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I’ve waited a long time for this.

The time when I would make her mine again.

I know that despite what she said, she’s nervous, but she’s also turned on. Her eyes sparkle and her cheeks have a brighter shade of pink.

I get closer, overwhelmed by her beauty. “You’re perfect.”

Zoe shakes her head and raises her burnt hand. “Not anymore.”

“You will always be perfect for me.”

“I don’t usually believe compliments. People seem to say what we want to hear, but I feel beautiful next to you.”

We are close but not touching.

“You said you want me. Taste me.”

“I don’t know how to seduce anyone.”

“Just breathe, Zoe. Just one breath from you makes me horny.”

She glues our bodies together, then closes her eyes for a few seconds. “Just like last time.”

“What?”

“The same tingle. The shivers. Being close to you is like being able to touch the sun, . ”

I can’t resist moving my mouth down the silky skin of her face. Soft and feminine. Her fragrance . . .

She places her hand on my chest and, like me, breathes in my scent. At that moment, we are two animals, male and female, recognizing their partner.

A healthy hand comes to my face.

“I remember everything from that night. I wanted to forget, but I couldn’t,” she says.

“I won’t let you forget. This time, I’m going to mark you so deeply that you won’t be able to leave.”

I take her mouth in a needy kiss, even more urgent than the one we shared in my office.

Licking, sucking.

An erotic, wanton, immoral contact.

Soon, kisses are no longer enough; I want to feel her skin.

I want to see and touch her tits, her pussy, her ass. I want to taste her with my tongue and my teeth. Hear her groans and screams for more.

I pick her up and head upstairs to the room I’m staying in.

After I lay her down, I take a step back, my eyes devouring her sexy body, covered by a light dress.

She doesn’t seem willing to wait, so she comes to me. She bites my chin and runs her finger along the collar of my shirt. She opens a button and kisses the patch of skin there, then bites once more.

My cock is hard as steel, and I find it difficult to let her explore.

“I missed you so much,” she says.

Uninhibited now, she opens the rest of the buttons. But because she does it with one hand, it takes time, so I take the opportunity to watch her.

“Look at me, Zoe.”

“I dreamed of touching you,” she says. She finally gets rid of the shirt.

“I can’t allow that today. I can’t take it easy or wait. I’m dying to feel that tight pussy sheltering me.”

I run a finger along the neckline of her dress and then run my tongue along the valley of her breasts.

“Oh . . . ”

“Too much fabric.” I pull the garment over her head, and she lifts her arms to help me.

She’s only in her underwear, her pointed nipples begging for my tongue. I lean over and take one between my lips.

“Ahhhhhhhh . . .”

I suck harder, letting my teeth graze her, and she leans against me.

“Bed. I don’t want to hurt you.” I sit her on the edge, my legs out. I pull off her panties and breathe in her woman’s scent.

She screams at the contact of my stubble on her sensitive clit, which emerges from between her luscious, horny lips.

“I want this honey running down my chin.”

I part her thighs and lick her pussy.

I suck on her clit and prepare her for me, my middle finger playing in her wet heat.

She tries to back away, restless, and eager. I know she’s close to coming. She’s delicious and sensitive.

A little later, she lets me know she’s coming, but even when her pleasure fills my mouth, I don’t stop.

It’s not a choice. I can’t stop. Her taste is the best delicacy in the world.

I have to force myself to get up and take off the rest of my clothes. Zoe is still surrendering to her own climax, a little disconnected from the world.

Like the first time we had sex, a visceral desire drives me to possess her over and over again.

She opens her eyes, and her gaze on my naked body doesn’t make it any easier for me to restrain my hard-on.

“I don’t want to use a condom. I’m clean.”

“Me too, but I don’t take the pill. There was no reason to.”

“I’ll be careful, but I want to feel your wet flesh around my cock. I want you to feel every vein opening you up.”

“You’re going to kill me if you keep saying these things.”

I move between her legs, spreading them wide. I lick her clit one more time because I can’t resist, but I can’t wait to be inside her either.

“I’m dying to feel you in me.”

I brush my cock at her pleasure point, and she moans .

“Please.”

I put just the head into her, and watching my erection part her pink flesh, I sink all the way into her.

We both scream. My body is tense as I slowly step forward to re-enter her narrow walls.

I push hard, and she lifts her hips, all female, hot, needy.

Zoe is on fire beneath me, feverish, begging, sucking on my nipples, ordering me to go harder.

She holds me inside her, not just physically.

It was like that from the start. I was in her; I’ve always been in her.

I focus on our bodies, as I can’t name what we are or feel.

I push harder and feel her stretching to accommodate me. She’s so hot, and her muscles pulsing around me are robbing me of my wits.

“I’m crazy about you, Zoe,” I say, pushing harder. “I haven’t been with anyone else since you left because no one else would satisfy me. It’s just that pussy and your horny moans and that beautiful face that I want.”

My words seem to trigger something in her. She goes wild, her legs closing around my waist, pulling me in for a harder fuck. I speed up my thrusts, and she asks for more.

The sensation of our luscious bodies coming together is erotic as fuck, driving me into an even greater state of madness.

I fuck her deep and fast, and she howls, coming in constant spasms.

She squeezes and releases my cock inside her body, and I’m hallucinating, out of control, licking everywhere my tongue reaches, needing every piece of her.

I pump into her a few more times without restraint. I wanted to prolong this delicious torture to infinity, but when my cock thickens even more, heavy, dying to pour itself into her, I know I’ve reached my limit.

I massage her clit, wanting to drag her with me. “Come,” I whisper, nibbling at her earlobe, and she does, calling my name.

I pull out of her and kneel between her legs. I pump my hand around my cock, and then my orgasm hits with the force of a wild gallop.

I look at my cum, splattered on her breasts and abdomen .

I lower myself onto her body, leaning on my elbows.

She spreads her thighs farther to accommodate me.

“You’re mine, Zoe.”

“I never doubted that, . From that first night, it has always been you. I love you.”