Chapter 300

Dalton sat her down softly on the blanket covering the bed. She'd had it since she was younger, and he could remember them making out on it back in the day. Everything about her took him back to another much simpler time, and he wished like hell they could go there now. He laid her down so that her legs hung off the end of the bed. It made a perfect cradle for his body between her thighs.

Standing over her, he ran his hands over her T-shirt clad torso, stopping where he could see the peaks of her nipples poking through the material.

"Sensitive?" he asked, even though he'd always heard that they were for pregnant women.

She took a deep breath as his finger circled the pebbled flesh, nodding. "Yeah, very."

She whined when he took his hand back, working on removing his cut and his own T-shirt. He knew Mandy better than he knew anyone else, and he could tell by the way she was already arching into his touch this was something she'd wanted for a while. "You missed me, baby?" He push