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Wilhelm Daine;

"Kiss me again." She whispers inches from my face as I pull her through the doorway, back inside. I step forward, pushing her towards the wall. I place my palm against the wall above her head. 

"Tell me you missed me." I whisper back.

"I missed you.." She presses her lips to mine again, barely finishing her words.

"Tell me you want me." I pull away, taking a breath.

"God— I want you, Wilkes." She tugs the roots of my hair, pulling me back to her. I open my mouth allowing her in.

"Tell me I'm the only one for you." I mumble into her mouth.

"You're the only one for me." She mumbles before silencing me once again.

"Do you promise?" I pull away, looking into her eyes. Her eyes widen momentarily as if caught off guard.

"Can we not do this now?" She asks quietly. "Can't we just— be. For the moment?"

I nod slightly, and dip my face back into her. My hand moves down and cups her face, savoring her. I pull her waist away from the wall, and closer to me. Her hands move up, pulling the hair away from my face.

I missed this. I missed her. This is how it should be. How we should be. All the time.

"I missed you so much." I whisper.

"Show me."

"Show you what?" I speak in between kisses.

"Show me how bad you missed me."



"I'm not going in there." She speaks, refusing to step into my bedroom.

"Just come in." I grab her wrist, pulling her in. Her eyes shoot straight to the bed before her face finally softens.

"You got a new bed?" She asks looking up at me doe eyed.

"A bedroom should be sanctuary..." I stare into her eyes. "...After that night, it no longer was." I look back to the bed. 

"Take me to bed now, Wilkes..." She hugs me from behind, wrapping her arms around my waist and begins placing kisses on my back. "Please?"

"Come here." I grab her wrist, pulling her in front of me. She holds me close, keeping her arms above my hips as she looks up at me through her lashes. I use both of my hands, pushing the hair from her face and pulling her up to kiss me.

"Are you sure?"

"Yes. I want this." She speaks.
As soon as the words leave her mouth, I slide my hands down and lift her up by her thighs. I walk over to the bed and lay her down before unbuttoning my shirt. She props herself on her elbows watching me with a grin on her face. She crawls over to me and begins kneeling on the edge of the mattress. The height of the bed, allows her head to be level with mine and she smiles further.

Our lips collide as she slips her hands down my torso, to the button on my trousers. My hands move behind her to find the zipper of her dress. I pull it all the way down and begin sliding the dress down her shoulders, to her thighs. As she moves to discard the dress on the floor, I remove everything not including my pants.

"Are you just not going to talk?" She smirks as I approach her once again. "Usually you'd be whispering dirty things in my ear by now."

"Do you want me to?" I ask smugly.

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