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where she belongs—in his arms. She closes her eyes.
    His warm, wet lips press against Dahlia’s passionately. She puts her arms around his neck and receives his kiss, allowing his lips to part hers. Shane’s tongue enters her mouth tentatively at first, but quickly gains confidence. They move slowly, enjoying, savoring each touch, each movement, allowing the seven years to unfold between them.
    She grazes his jaw with her teeth and trails kisses down his neck. He lets out a low groan.
    “Not here,” he says in a low voice. Gently, he helps her up and, lacing his fingers with hers, guides her back to the house.
    The pounding of Dahlia’s heart drowns out the roaring waves. Her breathing is ragged as they make it up the path to the deck. There, Shane drops the boards and pulls Dahlia to him.
     

Chapter 25
    “Let’s get you out of this wetsuit,” he says in a low voice. Shane leads Dahlia to the double shower to the left of the deck and unzips her suit. Her body sings as he runs his fingers along her naked torso. She closes her eyes, enjoying the hot water washing over her as he kneels down and gently peels the suit off of her. Shane grabs and massages her naked ass with one hand while the other moves up her leg to her inner thigh, teasing and caressing her clit. Looking up at Dahlia he says, “You have no idea how long I’ve waited for this moment.”
    Dahlia peers down at him with lustful eyes. She traces her thumb over his moist lips. Shane takes the thumb into his mouth and sucks hard, sending a lightning bolt of pleasure straight to her pussy. Dahlia throws back her head and gasps, opening her legs for him some more.
    “I still know what gets you, babe,” he chuckles. Shane continues to move his mouth over Dahlia, trailing kisses from her left hip to her stomach, dipping his tongue into her navel. “God, how I worship your body, D,” he murmurs.
    Dahlia is too overwhelmed to respond. Every touch, every breath strikes deeper and deeper in her core. Finally, he reaches her. He flicks his tongue over her clit, and thrusts his fingers inside her soaking cunt, nearly sending her over the edge.
    She arches her back on the wood slats and begins to knead her tits, massaging them in the same rhythm as Shane’s mouth on her snatch. She takes one nipple in her mouth and sucks hard as he pushes her higher and higher. Soon, the pleasure is almost too much.
    “I don’t want to come this way, Shane,” she says panting.
    Shane looks up at her and smiles, her juices around his lips. “This is how I want you, baby,” he says, his fingers continuing their assault. “I’m a patient man. You first.”
    At those words, Dahlia lets herself go. She moans loudly, grabbing his hair while he runs his tongue over her clit. Her muscles begin to close down around Shane’s fingers, waves of sheer bliss washing over her.
    Shane stands, unzipping his wetsuit. Dahlia continues to lean against the shower wall, her tired muscles unable to keep her upright. He bends down and gently runs his lips over hers.
    “Rediscovering you is quite something,” he whispers. “Better than I could’ve ever imagined.”
    Dahlia groans at the intensity of his voice, the smell of her pleasure on his lips. Despite having just come, her body is still calling for him. An insatiable mutual need, just like all those years ago.
    She runs her hands across his chest, tracing the scar below his collarbone, kissing the raised flesh. Her lips continue up his neck and back to his sensuous lips. Together, their mouths move in perfect unison, his lips parting and joining with hers. Dahlia pushes her chest up to his, her hard nipples craving his touch.
    Shane responds quickly, anticipating her every desire. He rolls her nipples between his fingers before clamping his mouth down around the soft tissue. He sucks, then flicks his tongue expertly over one nipple. Pleasure envelopes Dahlia as he moves on to the other nipple, giving it the same attention. Dahlia can