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against hers. “Do you want to get on top? So you can—”
    “No. Just like this.”
    I didn’t move yet. “I’ll go slow. If I’m hurting you, or you want me to stop, just say so.”
    Taking a deep breath, she nodded again.
    Resting my weight on one forearm, I guided myself to her with my free hand. I teased her pussy with the head of my cock, pushing in just a fraction of an inch before backing off. She tightened her jaw, screwed her eyes shut again, held her breath. Her fingers dug into my shoulders, holding on as if to still some trembling before it started.
    I kissed her neck. “Relax, baby. I won’t hurt you, I promise.” Another gentle kiss just beneath her ear. “You’re completely in control.”
    She released her breath. Her fingers loosened their grip on my shoulders.
    “You okay?” I whispered.
    She didn’t speak, just nodded.
    Biting my lip, I slid into her. I moved slowly, stopping whenever she tensed. Gradually, she relaxed and took me deeper with no resistance. It was my turn to stop breathing, but it wasn’t nerves or apprehension that lodged the air in my throat. I closed my eyes, lips parted for an exhalation that didn’t come, and lost myself in her. The heat of her body against mine, her cool breaths on my shoulder, the soft, familiar smell of her skin and hair, all of that along with the dizzying, overwhelming sensation of being inside her.
    I pushed myself up again and looked down at her. She held my gaze as I took long, smooth strokes, and for a moment, all the reasons we were here disappeared. The past, the pain, the scars, all of it was gone, and it was only us. She was the woman I’d made love to just like this hundreds of times before. We were here because we wanted to be. Because we wanted each other.
    She reached up to touch my face and I kissed the inside of her wrist, shivering at the warmth of her skin against my lips.
    “Come here,” she whispered, and drew me down to kiss her.
    We kissed, we moved, we melted against each other, and I didn’t break that kiss until a breathtaking tremor rippled up my spine. Then Meredith shuddered, and her whole body shook against me, her pussy tightening with the first waves of the orgasm she couldn’t quite release, and I’d be damned if I came before she did. Closing my eyes tight and clenching my jaw, I buried my face against her neck and thrust a little harder.
    “You’re almost there, aren’t you?” I whispered in her ear.
    She moaned softly.
    “Come, baby.” You feel so good, I’m losing it. I’m fucking losing it . “Let yourself go, Meredith, let—” My voice caught. “Let me feel you come.”
    “Oh fuck, Scott,” she whimpered. Her nails dug into my shoulders, and I gritted my teeth to keep that delicious pain from sending me over the edge. She arched her back. Trembled. Exhaled. Oh my God, she was right there, right there on the brink, so close, so close, and I was ready to go down with her.
    As soon as her pussy tightened around me, I didn’t stand a chance. She cried out, I groaned, and a shudder drove me deep inside her. My rhythm fell apart as I tried to keep thrusting, tried to keep breathing, tried to keep her orgasm going along with my own.
    Then, as one, we exhaled and relaxed.
    Another whimper escaped her lips. I kissed her cheek just as she pulled in a ragged breath, and my lips touched wet skin. Puzzled, I pushed myself up on my arms, and panic turned my veins to ice when I realized she was crying. She put her hand over her eyes, and little by little, fell to pieces.
    “Meredith, baby, are you okay?” I touched her face, brushing away a tear. I’d seen women tear up after a powerful orgasm, but not like this. Never like this. “Baby, what’s wrong? Did I hurt you?”
    She shook her head, but neither spoke nor took her hand away from her eyes.
    My heart slammed into my ribcage as I stroked her face with a shaking hand. “Talk to me, please…”
    Through her tears, she finally murmured, “Thank