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I captured her lips, spread her legs wide, and pushed forward into her entrance. We both moaned in pleasure at our connection. I needed her right away; eating her pussy would come later.
Peppering kisses up and down her neck and across her shoulder, I said to her, “Some things never change.”
Amena lifted her head to stare at me, surrendering to the weight of my body on top of hers. All the air expelled from my lungs in one wild gasp when I got even deeper.
“Please…Laik—” Amena’s lips formed a circle. Stretching her hands onto the back of my head, she buried her head into the crock of my neck.
“We have years to make up for tonight, baby.” Both of us seemed to be in the process of rediscovery, sharing the same faults of being young and dumb at love.
Picking her head up, she blinked, caressing my cheek. Nothing else mattered beyond the two of us in that moment. I let my guard down and her walls broke as we both were determined to capture our memories from the missed time together.
Chapter Ten
Amena
The way he made my body feel replayed over and over, like our first time when I was seventeen. Laikin brought me to the cliff each and every time, reminding me of how our friendship turned into more, giving me a piece of his heart. His strokes slowed as he grabbed both of my legs, turned me onto my stomach, and slid a hand up my back. I spread my hands under the pillows, shivering from his touch. I felt like I was a puzzle piece he was putting together. I was powerless to resist him. Tears pooled into my eyes at what I did to us. A delicious shudder shot through my body when the tip of his dick touched my entrance. A wild need passed between us. The nibble on my ear, the warmth of his breath, and the moaning let me know this was home. I turned my head for an urgent kiss, sticking my tongue out. He sucked and nibbled savagely on my breast.
“I hate that I put us in this position for so long.”
His mouth wandered up the tingling cord of my neck. “I’m willing to let the past go, baby. Just say you’re home.”
Laikin pulled back, pushed in deeper, and groaned. Unable to answer, I nodded.
“Come with me, Pepper.” He moved against me, fanning the sparks of arousal, surging to the highest level.
At his soft touch, I trembled. “To our place,” I whispered.
“Come with me and never let go, Amena. I never stopped loving you.”
What we shared was more than love. It was beyond friendship. We were made for each other in this life and after.
“Yes... I’m coming.” It was pure agony of passion, years of despair coming through.
Laikin became more possessive, slapping my ass, gripping the back of my neck, stroking faster and faster. Unable to hold it any longer, I came all over my bed. “Mmm… Laikin, I love you!” I screamed. He released right behind me, then fell on top of me, breathing hard and rubbing up and down my body.
Both hands made a heated path along my stomach up my breasts.
“I love you, Pepper.” He rolled to the side and pulled me into his arms. He kissed me on the lips and lifted me on top of him. “I need more.”
I smiled. “Making up for lost time? You’re going to make me too tired for work.”
“Good dick will do that to you.”
Laying propped against the pillows, he watched me. Grinning, he ran a hand up my thigh, squeezed, then brought his mouth to my right breast. Love rested in his eyes. A hunger I remembered as the pleasures pulsed in my veins as happiness filled me. No longer did I have to be afraid of what the future held for Kayne and me. After the initial shock of seeing Laikin again on the road, after escaping a terrible situation, I stiffened in shock all over again now, seeing him like this for the first time in years.
“I missed your kisses, your arms…”
Moving down lower, I opened my mouth and licked his tip, moaning at the smooth taste. Laikin’s stomach caved and he closed his eyes for a brief moment. I flattened my tongue, sucked him to the base, then pulled back and popped him out of my mouth.
“Don’t stop.” Laikin got harder, and lust danced in his eyes.
I wrapped both hands around him, twisted from left to right, spat on the tip, and kept him on edge, pressing him against my lips and teasing him.
“Amena, fuck…stop playing with me.”
Playing my own games, I took him back down my throat. My nails penetrated his skin and raked down his thighs slowly. I closed my eyes. His hands massaged my hair and kept me at the pace he liked, exposing his lean, muscular body that he kept fit.
“My dick belongs to you, Amena. I promise.” He groaned as I eased him from my mouth.