“Make love to me, Javi.” My legs carry us upstairs as I briskly approach her bedroom.
“I plan on it, baby. All night. We have a lot of time to make up for.”
Laying her down gently on her bed, I reach back and pull off my shirt, loving the way her eyes grow darker as soon as she sees my torso. I pop the button on my shorts and pull them down along with my underwear. While watching her rub her thighs together in relief, I pull her hands to help her sit up and then reach for the hem of her tank top, peeling it from her body. She has on a light sports bra, so I rid her body of that too, exposing her perky breasts to me, making me itch with need to touch her.
She pushes down her shorts and underwear and throws them to the ground, giving me a perfect view of her pussy, already drenched with her arousal.
“I missed you so much, baby. I want to savor every part of you tonight, but this first time might not be slow.”
“I don’t care. I just want you.”
“Then lie back,” I declare as she follows my orders and then spreads her legs open wide, giving me a front row seat to the body that I plan on worshiping over and over for the rest of my life.
I dip my head down and swipe my tongue along her slit, eliciting a moan from her that echoes in her room. Teasing her clit, I flick her nub ever so lightly, toying with her as I hear her frustration build in her cries.
“Javi …”
I don’t let her get another word out before I dive in, sucking her clit between my lips and plunging two fingers inside of her, making her gasp. I work her over, enjoying the way her thighs tremble around my head, the way her hands yank at my hair as she holds my head to her pussy, the way she calls out my name as I bring her over the edge and she comes all over my fingers and tongue.
“That’s one, Princess.”
“God, I missed your mouth,” she says as I hover over her and then kiss her deeply, allowing her to taste herself.
“I missed your mouth too, baby.”
“Then let me return the favor …” She moves to sit up, but I stop her.
“Not this time. I have some making up to do, so sit back and enjoy the orgasms.”
“I guess I can’t argue with that,” she says as she reaches between us and runs my cock along her soaked pussy, lining me up to her entrance.
“Sydney?”
“I want to feel you, Javi. It’s all I’ve thought about while we’ve been apart. And I’m on the pill.”
“You’re sure?”
“Yes.”
Bringing my lips to hers, I kiss her softly as I thrust inside of her, stilling once I’m all the way in. I rear back so I can see her eyes, taking a moment to memorize the look on her face as I bury myself inside of her bare for the first time.
“Fuck, baby. God, you feel good …”
“You too, Javi. I need you to move. I’m gonna come again,” she pants as I slide in and out, my mind spinning with how different and incredible this feels with nothing between us.
I move slowly, trying to savor every nerve ending being lit on fire and not wanting to blow my load too early as well, but that doesn’t stop Sydney from coming all over my cock, squeezing me between her legs as she rides out her release.
“Holy shit …” she exclaims when she comes back down and I watch her body relax.
“That was so fucking hot,” I murmur and then kiss her once more, picking up my speed.
After a few minutes, I decide to change positions, pulling out of her entirely and then lying behind her so her back is to my front. I lift her leg and then slide back inside, holding her in my arms, pinching her nipples as I thrust hard and deep and she moans out her pleasure.
“So … fucking … good,” she breathes.
“Agreed, Princess. Fuck, you’re gonna make me come.” I growl in her ear as I feel the first tremor run through me. I reach around to stroke her clit while I pump more furiously, chasing that release, desperate to come inside of her. I’ve never wanted that more than I do right now—to claim her once and for all as mine.
“Me too … harder, Javi,” she pleads as I slam deeper inside of her and rub her sweet spot until we’re both seeing stars. The moment my orgasm hits, Sydney joins me and we ride out our release together, trembling in each other’s arms until we catch our breaths.
Still buried deep inside of her, my lips find her skin—kissing her neck, her shoulder, her back—showering her with touches we’ve gone without in the past two weeks.
“I love you, baby,” I whisper in her ear as she hums her approval.
“I love you, Javi,” she returns and then we both relax until we drift off to sleep. Sleep comes easy now that she’s back in my arms, where she should have been this entire time.
I learned my lesson though, and I’ll be damned if I do that again to this woman. I have the rest of my life to show her that I’m devoted to her, and I’ll never stop as long as she lets me.
***
One Week Later
“Alright, guys. I wanted to talk to you about something.” Sydney sits in my lap on the couch in my sister’s living room as Andre and Selena sit on the loveseat in a similar position.
Ever since we got back together, the last thing I want is to be without her touch. If she’s near me, I make sure to wrap my arms around her, almost as if I’m afraid she might change her mind and run away. Ironic how her fear with me has now
