“I never stopped loving you,” she said, firmer now.“Not for one second.”
He was in front of her in a heartbeat.His hands found her waist, tentative, almost reverent.“God, Ellie...”
And then his mouth was on hers.There was no hesitation this time.No restraint.Just years of longing pouring out in one desperate, claiming kiss.
Ellie clung to him, fingers fisting in his flannel.She kissed him like she was making up for every lost year, every unsent letter, every silent night she’d lain awake wishing he was beside her.He tasted like heat and memory and something achingly familiar.
Dasher kissed her like he’d been starving.When he pulled back, it was only to whisper against her lips, “Tell me this isn’t a mistake.”
“It’s not,” Ellie whispered.
“Tell me you want me,” Dasher demanded.
“I never stopped,” she admitted.
He kissed her again, slower this time, deeper.One hand tangled in her hair, the other sliding to the small of her back.
The storm outside vanished.The years between them faded.
They stumbled toward the bed in a tangle of mouths and breath and clumsy urgency.Ellie yanked his flannel shirt free, hands tracing the scarred heat of his chest.He undressed her with care, peeling off her layers like she was something precious.
When they finally fell into bed, skin to skin, her breath caught.
“You’re still the only one who’s ever known how to touch me,” she whispered.
Dasher kissed a trail down her throat.“I never forgot.”
Their bodies fit like puzzle pieces, like they’d been made for this moment.Dasher rolled on top of her, plundering her mouth.She gave in, sucking down on his tongue.He left more kisses down her neck, the hollow of her throat.When he reached her nipples, they tightened to pebbles.She cried out when he took one into his mouth and sucked, but she only sunk her fingers into his hair, encouraging him.
Dasher took his time, worshipping the line of her body.When he reached the crevice between her legs, she arched under him, digging her fingers into his back, his name falling from her lips in a gasp.
He licked and sucked her pussy, circling his tongue around her sensitive clit until Ellie cried out.She came against the heat of his mouth, moaning as he licked her clean like a cat with his cream.
“Dasher, I want you in me,” she whispered.
“Baby, I want that too,” he said.He got off her a second, before pulling out a condom from the pocket of his jeans.Then he straddled her again, lifting her legs over his broad shoulders.
He slipped the condom on, then entered her.She groaned, aware of the size of him, remembering how good he felt inside her.Dasher took his time, making her feel every inch.Finally, he was balls-deep inside her.Needing something to hold onto, Ellie gripped the bars behind her.
He moved slow at first, reverent, like he was trying to memorize every sound she made, every shiver of her skin.Unable to take it anymore, Ellie begged him to go faster and he did.
They made love with the kind of hunger that came from grief and hope and years of aching silence.No games.No pretending.Just two people finally finding their way back to each other.Each time he entered her, it felt like a piece of his soul drifted to touch hers.
He drew his dick out and when he pushed back in, he tried a different angle and found her sweet spot.Ellie gasped, arching her back as he aimed for the spot over and over again until the pressure building inside her broke.She came all over his dick.He pumped several more times inside her, before climaxing.
Dasher pulled out, disposing of the condom before returning to her.In bed again, he held her close, their legs tangled beneath the blanket, her head on his chest.
“I don’t deserve this,” he murmured against her hair.
She pressed a kiss to his collarbone.“You don’t get to decide that.I do.”
He tightened his hold.“I was so lost without you,” he admitted.
“You’re home now,” she whispered.“That’s what matters.”
Outside, the wind howled and the snow fell, but inside the little cabin, Ellie finally let herself believe what she’d tried to deny for years.That sometimes, even broken things could be made whole again.
