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“I feel exactly the same way you’ve just described me. I finally believe that I’m worthy of success. Worthy of love.” Her palms hugged his face, and he shuddered. “I have found peace, Mike. I’ve accepted what happened to me, and what happened to you.” A gorgeous smile lit her face even more. “I’ve also accepted the fact that you are the only man I can be happy with.”

“Maggie…” He choked on his tears.

“Would you please stop crying?”

His breaths came out loud. “Leaving you that day was the hardest thing I’ve ever had to do. I have never gotten over you. Never can. That kind of heartache… I can’t deal with that kind of heartache again. You can’t just say these things unless you’re absolutely sure you can do it. You can’t just try or take it slow or any of this shit.”

“I’ve already made up my mind. You’ve always been the only thing I was absolutely sure about.” Her tongue brushed across her lips. “I just need to know if I can…you know…before we can resume where we left off.”

His body trembled with the same anticipation he’d felt the first time they were together. She looked at him, her eyes hazy, and a jolt of desire sparked in his groin. He leaned in slowly. His lips touched hers. And she kissed him back.

She kissed me back.

With eyes fluttering closed, he moaned. “God, I missed you, Carolina. God, I missed you!”

They tasted each other’s tears as their separation dissolved into passion. His fingers stroked her neck, then her shoulders, while he paused between touches to measure her reaction.

She touched him through the cotton of his shirt. Then she started to undo the buttons. He watched her and listened to her little whimpers as she uncovered his skin. Her hands slid on him, exploring his body once again. “How did you get even hotter?”

He shook his head. “How didyou?”

She smiled. “It’s the dress.”

“I’d like to prove you wrong.” His fingers lingered on her back, waiting for permission to get her out of her clothes. When she nodded, he breathed out and slowly unzipped the gown.

Glancing up at him, she yanked at the top, got her arms out of the sleeves and then dropped it to her waist. He swallowed at the sight of her breasts in the strapless, black bra. Then the whole gown pooled around her feet on the floor, letting him know she was completely naked down there the whole night.

His breaths snagged as he marveled at her beauty. “I wanna touch you.” He finally lifted his gaze to her face, putting all his longing and desire in his look.

She stepped out of the gown and into his arms. His hands caressed her back, her arms, her shoulders as he felt their heated skins press together. He unclasped her bra and the feel of her breasts on his chest made him lose his fucking mind.

She pulled back, her breath short. “I need to do something.”

“Whatever you need.”

She took a deep breath and lifted her mouth to his neck. Her tongue licked him. He flinched in response, hissing a breath. Then he winced as he understood why she had to do that.

“It has nothing to do with her. I’ve always been sensitive there,” he said before she’d jump to conclusions.

“I know. This is for me. I need to know if I can do it without…”

“Puking,” he finished the sentence for her, his heart in shreds.

A sigh stroked his throat. “Without thinking of that night,” she corrected.

“Can you?”

“Yes.” She kissed his neck and then down his throat. Many times. Her hands twisted into his hair. “Yes.”

He felt a stream of pre-cum leaking out. “Cazzo.” He took her lips between his, his fingers deep in her hair. Then he carried her in his arms. She gasped, and he enjoyed it as he laid her on the bed. Taking off the rest of his clothes, he cast a thorough look on her naked body in their bed, knowing she belonged there.

He went on all fours on top of her, his cock ready to tell her what he couldn’t put into words. To show her how much he wanted her. How much he loved her. How much he missed her.

“You need to stop me right away if I do anything…you know,” he said.

“Just don’t smell it. And don’t call it cunt. I don’t think I’m ready for those…yet.”

His stomach turned. The words were a painful distraction from the ache in his dick.