Chapter 2We weren’t finished.He flipped me onto my back and settled between my thighs carefully, guided himself to my entrance, and thrust in deep and slow. Our eyes stayed locked the entire time—his gaze burning into mine, steady and unguarded, like he was letting me see every hidden thing he’d carried for a decade. Every stroke was unhurried—long drags out, slow pushes back in—letting me feel every thick inch, every vein, every pulse of him stretching me open again. It felt like he was making up for every year we’d lost, every night we’d spent apart thinking about this exact moment without ever believing it would happen.“I never stopped thinking about you,” he whispered against my mouth, voice rough with emotion. “Every city I lived in. Every bed I slept in. It was always your face. Always you.”I wrapped my legs around his waist, heels digging into the small of his back, pulling him deeper until there was no spa
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