“I want you so much, I can’t even begin to tell you.” I nuzzle her breast, lapping at her nipple while I slide my fingers into her pussy and back over her clit.

She’s so tense, but as I tease her body, the tension eases out of her, and she relaxes into it.

“Josh.” Her voice is so soft, and she reaches behind me, stroking my shoulder blades.

“Ever since I saw you again, you’re all I’ve thought about.”

“Seeing you confused me at first.”

“I’m sure. But I’m here now, and you’ve got me for good. If you want me.”

Her hand shakes a little. “I want you.”

“I’m yours, Delaney. I don’t want to waste another second of my life without you.”

Her eyes are so full of emotion. This is it. My heart’s on the line for her, as if it’s ever been off. The truth is, no matter how much time passed, it was always Delaney.

I move my hand faster, and she catches her breath.

A strained moan escapes her lips, and I capture them with my own, swallowing down the sounds of our passion. I want it all. Now and forever.

Delaney arches her back, pulling away and crying out as she comes, her whole body trembling against me. It’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.

“That didn’t take long.” I tease.

“Sue me. I’m a little out of practice.” She smiles.

“Spread your legs for me.”

I move between them as she complies. Nothing’s changed. She’s still shaved, but with a little landing strip. I thought it was cute back then, and now I grin.

She giggles as I drop my head to taste her.

“What’s so funny?”

“Well, it’s just that I’m not sure what to call you anymore.”

Confused, I lift my head. “What are you talking about?”

Her face is lit up in a smile. I love seeing her so happy. This is a moment I want to capture forever.

“I’m not sure whether to call you my favourite Canadian or Mr. Google.”

I laugh, planting a kiss on her thigh. “Right now, you could call me anything and I wouldn’t care.”

“Are you sure?”

“Delaney, do you want me to come back up there and find something to occupy that smart mouth of yours, or do you want me to eat your pussy?”

She lets out a contented sigh. “Please continue.”

“I don’t know if you ever stop talking.”

I look up from between her thighs at the hottest woman I know.

“Maybe I keep talking so you can shut me up.”

The thought of what I could do to keep her mouth busy makes every ounce of blood race to my cock.

Instead, I run my tongue up her slit.

“Ooooh,” she says.