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and grabbed her shoulder. That damned hand!
    “Wait,” I whispered as I turned her around to face me. Her tears still fell and I couldn’t help feeling like she was telling the truth. Rhys was wrong. She could grow up and mature.
    “Are you serious? Do you really want to work on us again?” I asked as I looked at her smoky gray eyes. She nodded with fervor.
    “Yes, Richie! More than anything.”
    I kissed her. My god, I've missed this. Her lips felt soft against mine as they gently caressed my mouth. My hands found her light brown hair and got lost in it. I had almost forgotten how good it felt to hold her, my woman.
    The kiss quickly deepened. Our tongues teased each other relentlessly and before I knew it, my hands had slipped underneath that small white camisole and found her breasts. They may have been small, but they were delectable. I felt her nipples harden beneath my fingertips as she moaned against the nape of my neck. She took that as her cue to grind her hips against me. I knew for sure I couldn’t hide my excitement this time. Instead, I went for it.
    I pushed Chloe back gently towards the wall of my foyer, near the bottom of the stairs, all the while not losing contact with those amazing lips. My tongue explored her mouth. I had never tasted anything so sweet. She was more than happy to let me. I ran my hands down to her ass and grabbed a handful. I felt Chloe’s hands running across my back, over my shoulders and down my chest. Her perfectly manicured hands rested on the top of my sweats just aching to pull them down. But I didn’t give her a chance.
    “God, I’ve missed you, baby!” I breathed into her mouth just as I leaned away from bent down and put one perfectly formed breast into my mouth. That tiny white camisole was long gone, tossed somewhere into the adjacent living room.
    I felt her heartbeat quicken beneath my hands and mouth. The moans that escaped her mouth turned me on like a light switch. I held back a little bit and looked into those smoky eyes again. Chloe had a pained look on her face like she was hurting for me. I could easily say the same. I wanted her terribly, but since I was never a selfish man; ladies always went first.
    I pushed Chloe flat up against the wall and bent down, lowering her shorts all the way.  She wore a white thong underneath. I softly touched between her legs and massaged her clit gently with my thumb. I looked up as she arched her back and called my name with a soft voice. With that, I lowered her flimsy thong and threw them over my shoulders after letting her step out of them. Taking an ass cheek into each hand, I softly licked the front of her. Chloe was moaning a song that I was glad to hear. I dove in, lifting a leg onto my shoulder so I could lick deep inside of her. Judging from the way she was quivering and grinding against my face, I could tell that she was really into it. Hell, I was, too! There’s nothing better than tasting the essence of your woman. It was a taste I missed.
    About fifteen minutes later, after she had exploded from my lip service twice, I was ready for her. Without saying a word, I spun her around and entered from behind.
    “Hmmm, that's what I've missed,” Chloe whispered as she turned back to glance at me. Her eyes were glassy from the crying and she stared me down with an intensity that just spurred me on. “Gimme."
    “Oh, so you’re just gonna start demanding shit now? Alright. Don’t move, baby. I got this.”
    “Ooh, Richie!”
    I lost control at that point. I smacked her small ass, grabbed her hard by her waist while I continued to pound her, lifting her left leg so I could climb in deeper.
    “Damn, you feel so good, girl!”
    “It’s all yours. It’s all yours, baby.”
    I stayed inside of her for twenty more minutes up against the wall until we both were momentarily spent and damn near blinded by pleasure. Once we regrouped and climbed back up the stairs, we got going again in the shower. We both came a few