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making love than what they'd done as fumbling teenagers overwhelmed by
a love they were too young to fully understand and hormones they were powerless
against. Back then Jeremy lived with a single mother who worked second shift as
a nurse, so they took full advantage of the ample opportunity to work on
getting it right.
    Juliana ran a finger down his chest, and
he gathered her closer. She kissed his shoulder and snuggled up to him.
    When he finally opened one blue eye, he
winced at the bright light and seemed to realize all at once that he was still
dressed in yesterday's clothes. “Oh my God,” he groaned. “I totally conked out
on you.”
    “Yep.”
    “I'm sorry, babe. Are you pissed?”
    “No.”
    He ran his hand up and down her
silk-covered back. “Disappointed?” he asked with a cajoling smile. “A little.”
    Nuzzling her neck, he said, “Let me hit
the bathroom, and then I'll make it up to you.”
    Having shed his clothes in the bathroom,
he came back a minute later, slid into bed, and reached for her. “I'm sorry I
fell asleep.” He brushed the hair back from her face. “All I thought about this
week was being with you.”
    “I know. Me, too.”
    “I'm sorry I blew it,” he said,
capturing her mouth in a long, slow kiss flavored by toothpaste.
    “I forgive you,” she said, already
breathless. “I've missed being able to touch you.”
    He tugged at the sheet to uncover her
and cast an appreciative glance at the ivory nightgown. “Wow, look at you.”
    Juliana buried her face in his soft
chest hair. She remembered that chest before the light dusting of golden blond
hair took up residence.
    He tilted her chin up and brought his
lips down on hers.
    His kiss was among the most familiar
things in her life—the way his tongue sought out hers to tease and entice until
she was drowning in him. He hooked his thumbs under the nightgown's spaghetti
straps to ease them down and filled his hands with her breasts. “So, so
beautiful.”
    Juliana wrapped her arms around him,
trying to move him to where she wanted him most.
    “Mmm, not yet,” he whispered.
    “Jer... I want you.”
    He teased her until her nipples were
hard and pulsing. “Don't you miss this, babe? Don't you miss being able to do
this any time we want?”
    “Yes,” she sighed. “I miss it so much.”
    He sucked hard on her nipple, and
Juliana cried out.
    “Mmm, so hot. So sexy.” He kissed his
way to her belly and beyond. With his hands on her knees, he urged her to spread
her legs and settled between them.
    Juliana quivered with desire.
    Trailing a finger through her dampness,
he avoided the spot that throbbed for him.
    “Jeremy...”
    “What?” he asked in a teasing tone.
    “Come on!”
    “Are you in a rush?”
    She moaned.
    He replied by pushing two fingers into
her.
    Gasping, she raised her hips to take him
deeper as her climax began to build.
    He dipped his head and added his tongue.
After all the years they'd spent together, he knew just how to please her.
    Her legs falling open in surrender to
his skillful tongue and fingers, the orgasm ripped through her with shattering
speed.
    “I love that,” he whispered, shifting
over her. “I love the way you let go.”
    Her body was still pulsating when he
buried himself in her. “Only for you.” She wrapped her arms around him and
brought him in for a kiss.
    As their eyes met, she was filled with
contentment. Looking up to find him there, where he had been for so long, was
like coming home. But she saw sadness mixed with the desire and love in his
eyes. The sadness was new. Before she could process the discovery, he began to
move faster.
    “Come with me, Jule,” he whispered in
her ear. “Come with me.”
    Juliana closed her eyes and soared.

    ***

    “I'm starving,” he muttered against her
chest a few minutes later. He gave her a quick kiss and rolled over to get up. “Join
me in the shower?”
    She stretched and took in the glorious
sight of him prowling naked around the