A Love Stolen
something."
    "Anything."
    "If we have problems or a fight, you can't run to someone else."
    He looked down.
    "I know we were broken up, but it shattered my trust in you."
    "I'm sorry," he said. "You have to believe me when I say there will never be anyone else for me. I made mistakes, but I don't plan on doing anything to hurt you ever again."
    "I want to believe that, but it may take some time for me to get there."
    She was afraid to trust in love again, but she knew she couldn't let him go a
    second time. Not after spending the last few days with him and getting to know the man he'd become.
    "You've always been here." He took her hand and placed it against his heart. "I tried to forget you. I wanted to move on, but I couldn't. Believe me, it would have been much easier if I could have."
    "Neither could I." She rested her head on his shoulder. "I should have stayed, and at least heard you out. I probably still would have left, but at least we may have had some closure."
    "You did what you had to do for you. What happened wasn't fair, and I didn't expect you to wait around until I figured out what the hell I was going to do. We're here now, and that's the only thing I care about."
    He picked her up, carrying her bridal style, as he walked down the hall.
    "What are you doing?"
    "Taking you to my bed. I want to make love to you." He nipped at her bottom lip.
    "All night."
    His words caused electricity to course through her system and settle between her legs. Her body burned with desire. She wrapped her arms around his neck, twisting her fingers in the hair at his nape.
    Once inside his bedroom, he placed her on her feet. She took a step back and
    smiled at him. She ran her hand up her arm, to the strap of her sundress. "Do you remember the first time we made love?"
    "How could I forget?" He sat on the edge of the bed, just as he had done the first time they were together. "My parents were out of town for the weekend. I took you to my house."
    "To your bedroom." She let her dress slip down her body to pool at her feet. "I took my clothes off for you."
    "I'd never seen anything more perfect than you." He pulled his shirt over his head. "I still haven't."
    She walked over to where he sat, placing her hands on his shoulders. He ran his finger down the column of her throat, in between her breasts, circling her nipples with the pad of his finger.
    "As much as I wanted you that night, I was so afraid I was going to hurt you." He slid his hand down her stomach, to the waistband of her panties. "You were so sweet and innocent."
    "I wanted to be yours." She pulled down her panties, then stepped out of them.
    "Like I do right now."
    "I think you've always been mine." He lay back on the mattress, pulling her down on top of him. He trailed his hand down her back, over her ass, between her legs.
    His touch fueled the fire building inside her. She placed open-mouth kisses along his jaw and neck as he pushed his fingers inside her wet pussy from behind.
    "Trev." She sat up and moved her body against his hand.
    "Does that feel good, baby?"
    "So good." She rocked into him as she reached down and unbuckled his belt. "I want to touch you."
    As he continued to pleasure her with his fingers, he managed to wiggle out of his jeans and boxers, with her assistance.
    She gripped his cock and pumped it in her hand. When she leaned forward to
    capture his mouth with hers, he slid his fingers out of her slick center. She immediately missed his touch. She looked at him, but before she could protest, he reached for her forearms and aligned their lower bodies.
    "No more playing," he said. "I have to be closer."
    She understood what he meant. She needed him to fill her as only he could. She
    wanted to feel consumed, wanted, and loved. She sat up, then maneuvered herself onto his prominent erection, closing her eyes and easing her way down his shaft.
    Perfect.
    She sighed and looked down to witness the pure bliss on his face. When he
    opened his eyes and looked

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