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raced as he worked his way back up the burning heat between them. His tongue split me open; the first time someone had gone down on me in more than a year. The thought struck me that he had been the last one. Another fit of laughter came over me. I hope my hands over my face and turn my head side to side on the hood of Kyle’s car. Life has a funny way.

    After a few seconds, Kyle started laughing. He raised his head, a wide, satisfied grin on his face. Something else glistened from his lips, too. “What’s so funny?” He dug his fingertips into my thighs. “Huh?”

    I covered my face again, because every time I looked at him, I couldn’t get my thoughts together. After letting my head fall back on the hood, I said, “It’s like no time has passed at all.” I couldn’t fit anymore words out, but Kyle understood what I meant. It was like we had a long pause, and in one moment of passion the play button was hit, again.

    For the first time in over a year, I was satisfied. Kyle worked me up to a powerful orgasm in the middle of the California wastes. There was a year of pain and split histories between us, but some things never change. The touch of your first lover never leaves your mind, and when you go back to them, the fires burn hotter and brighter than ever before.

    While I was still panting from the amazing orgasm, I pulled myself to a sitting position and reached for his belt. I couldn’t even speak, so I just moaned. My eyes were locked on that thick, throbbing outline beneath his jeans. Kyle’s hands grabbed onto mine, and I looked up to his sparkling eyes.  

    “I don’t have protection on me.” His voice sounded understandably pained.

    I smiled and wrestled my hands free from his. “Don’t worry, I’m taking protection. Please don’t deny me something I’ve been craving for the last year.”

    Kyle grinned and raised his hands as if he was giving up. I sure hoped he wasn’t, because I wanted that animal that didn’t give up until it got exactly what it wanted. I wanted that beastly sex machine that I knew Kyle could be. He helped me undo the belt. As he slid the jeans down, I reached beneath his boxer briefs to wrap my fingers around my prize. The warmth of his member sent shivers down my body that centralized between my legs. I burned for him to be inside me. I needed it more than freedom.

    He wrapped his legs around my thighs, sliding me to the edge of the hood. I gasped, my breaths coming quickly and sharp. I was dying for what Kyle was going to give me. The first orgasm had only left me hungry for more. I was yearning for the feeling of being full. Yearning for the feeling of being wanted after so long. Kyle moved closer, his manhood so near to me. When he pressed his cock against my skin, my back arched and I cried out.

    It was as if the year with Conrad never existed. No, it was different than that. It was as if Kyle had spent an entire year teasing me. It was as if he had done everything he could to turn me on day after day, but he left me aching for more. An entire year went by without the feeling of being loved or desired. After a year, Kyle washed it all away with a single, solid thrust.

    My hands found the edge of the hood, just in front of the windshield. I curled my fingers around it as he entered me. Every inch of my body tingled. Every bit of my being surged with pleasure. For the first time in I don’t know how long, I felt alive. I open my eyes and saw Kyle’s sexy abs working as he slid in and out of me. God, in that moment, I have never missed him so much in my entire life. I didn’t feel regret, but it wasn’t far off. The memories that we missed out on, the trips, the time spent in each other’s arms was all lost. One year wasted between us. I told myself I would never waste another second of my life.

    Kyle growled, “There’s never been anyone like you, Celeste.”

    “And no one even comes close to you, Kyle.” I let out a cry, and then, “Right now,