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"Dana." I smiled like a kid in a candy store as I pulled the door open. The angry look on her beautiful face caused my high to dim a little.
"How dare you!" She walked in and pushed me in the chest with both hands, causing me to take a step back.
I planted my feet and lifted and eyebrow. "Be careful, woman. I'm not the type of man who's good with being pushed around."
"Where is she?" Tears filled her eyes as she pushed me again.
I grabbed her wrists and tugged her toward me. "Who are we talking about and why are you so upset?" She smelled like heaven, the tropical scent of her shampoo rushing down to fill my lungs. I growled and took two big steps toward her until she was pressed against the door. "You smell so fucking good." I leaned down and pressed my lips to the side of her hair. "Stop for a minute and talk to me."
"My sister!" She pushed a little, but not nearly as hard as she had before.
"Ana left two minutes after she got here." I moved back just a little, but kept my lower half pressed to her, holding her in place. I pinched her chin gently and forced her to look up at me. Her dark hair was wild, her eyes filled with passion. I was completely lost to her. "She came to try and fix things between me and you. Nothing else."
"I don't believe you." Her breathing was off as emotions raced across her face. She was terrified. She still loved me.
"Then don't believe me, but I wouldn't lie to you. I didn't walk away last week, baby. You did, and I've been in hell since then." I leaned down and brushed my lips by hers, loving the soft whimper that came from her.
She didn't want to fight me. She wanted me to fight for her.
"Look at me." I kissed her again, short, hard.
"What? Let me go. I came over to talk, not be manhandled."
"You think this is me manhandling you?" I laughed low in my chest before moving back and bending over a little. I pressed my shoulder against her stomach and picked her up as she yelped.
"Put me down! Kendal! What are you doing!!"
I ran my hand over the curve of her ass, cupping the back of her thigh and pressing my fingers against her center. Her jeans were too thick to really get a good feel of her body, but they'd be off of her soon enough.
"I'm manhandling you." I walked toward the bedroom as she kicked and tried to throw a fit. "That's the best you got?"
"Really!" She upped her game a little, almost kicking me in the dick.
"Better. Much better." I dropped her on the bed, letting her fall hard. Reaching out, I gripped her hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed as she growled loudly at me.
"What are you doing?"
"I already told you." I moved to my knees and slid my arms around her waist, pressing my cheek to her stomach and closing my eyes. I tightened my hold on her as my heart pounded in my chest.
She panted loudly, but seemed to be calming down a little. My heart broke when I heard the sound of her first sob. Her fingers ran through my hair, scraping down the back of my neck as she let herself cry.
I stayed there, holding her as tightly as I could until she pulled at my shoulder. Only then did I move up and cover her body with mine.
"I can't lose you. I hate this life without you," she mumbled, her beautiful lips swollen, her eyes filled with unmet need.
"Then don't lose me." I brushed her hair back. "Ana came to fix things between me and you." I brushed my nose by hers and breathed in deeply. "I’ve missed you every night for the last week. You know I didn't find you because you were her sister, Dana. You know I don't still love her or I would be with her. We met at my sister's deathbed. Remember, baby?"
She nodded. "Yes. I know. I just wish I were more. Ana is so-"
"Stop." I rolled my hips, forcing her to open her legs for me so I could settle down between them. My erection was thick and twitching as if trying to get the poor girl’s attention all on its own.
"I know. I just-"
"No. You don't know." I leaned down and brushed her tears away before pressing my lips to hers. "Open up for me. I won't hurt you."
She moaned softly and wrapped her arms around my neck, her legs around my waist.
The desire to own her washed over me, and I pressed against her tighter as I slid my tongue against hers, coaxing her to submit to me. Her soft moans mixed with sexual pants left me on fire.
"I need you," she whispered, "but I'm scared."
"Of?" I lifted up a little and rocked against her, wanting inside of her soft body so fucking bad.
"Of losing you again."
"Were you scared of losing me when we first started seeing each other?" I rolled onto my back and pulled her with me.
She sat up and pressed her hands against my chest. "No. I don't know. Why would my sister come over here to help me? She and I barely get along. Why would you ever choose me over her?"
I ran my hands up her thighs, along her sides until I cupped her throat on either side. I pulled her down and kissed her passionately, invading her once again until she pushed away from me and breathed in deeply.
"I'm not in love with Ana. That was six years ago." I sat up and wrapped my arms around her, pressing my face against her breasts before turning and kissing the little bit of skin above her t-shirt opening. "I want you more than I have ever wanted her or anyone else, Dana. I've made that clear. You stood beside me through Mandy's death no matter how shitty I was to you."
She cupped my head against her chest and pressed her cheek to my forehead. "It's going to take a little while for me to move past this."
"Then let me help you do it." I ran my hands over her hips and down to cup her ass. "Stay with me tonight. We'll make dinner and talk about anything you want. Then I'll run you a hot bath and wash you up for a long night of hearing you moan my name."
She shivered and bucked her hips, rubbing her sweet center along my raging hard-on.
I growled and slid my fingers down farther, petting her from behind as she dug her fingers into my shoulders and arched her back. "Maybe we don't do dinner at all."
"No. I want dinner. I need time with you before we-" She gasped as I tapped her pussy with my fingers.
"Oh, yeah?" I smiled and slid one of my hands into the back of her jeans, pushing until I had my middle finger buried in her wet heat. "You're so wet, baby. All this fighting turn you on?"
"I don't know." She ran her hands down my face and leaned in for a long kiss as I drove my finger into her, brushing by her ass with my thumb as she rolled her hips and let me have her.
"I like it. Come for me once before we go." I gripped the back of her head with my free hand and ground against her clit by lifting my own hips. The clothes were getting on my nerves, but she needed to know who she was dealing with. I wanted her lust and her love. Both in equal parts. When I wanted it.
"Oh God," she whispered against my lips. "Stop. I'm not sure-"
I slipped another finger inside of her and licked up the long column of her neck. "Stop thinking and keep fucking my fingers, baby. I'm going to take advantage of every part of you tonight. You ready for that, Dana?"
She hugged me tightly as she screamed my name, her body tightening around me, wetting me in her release. The way she let herself enjoy the quick fuck was beautiful, delicious. It had me completely on edge. We had a lot of shit to work through, but there wasn't anything I wouldn’t do for her.
"I want more," she whispered against my ear.
Time to tease her.
"And you'll get it. After dinner." I ran my fingers up her ass and pulled her down for one more kiss. It was filled with promise, forgiveness, raw lust.
We could get past all this shit... and then, I'd have to figure out what to do about my job. One thing was for sure. She was more important than any rules I'd set for myself or had the University force upon me.
She was my future. My everything.