Chapter 5

My hands were resting on his shoulders. My touch was burning through the fabric of his shirt, I had mentally undressed him so many times in my imagination but in reality my submissive streak, already a mile wide, was making me wait despite my longing, I was waiting for permission.

And mercifully, he granted me that as he spoke softly to me.

"I think you want to do a bit more than have a look at me, don't you?"

I felt my cheeks burning with heat again. I nodded.

"I've always wanted you. Even when you weren't there, I thought about you. I've ached for you, I still do."

That was the most honest, open statement I had ever made in my life and I'd made it freely and without fear of rejection. It surprised me how easily I'd been able to say that.

"I never forgot you either.” He told me, and gently drew me into his arms. As our lips touched my head swam and I trembled with desire, I was sliding his hand up my thighs, brushing his fingers against my wet knickers as he kissed me deeply.

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