Cayden kissing me immediately made something let loose inside of me. Everything I'd been holding out on, all of those feelings, came rushing back. I was relieved she was with me, happy she'd kissed me first, glad things were going back on the right track. I was still moderately furious at her—I felt like I had a right considering how she'd treated me—but I was mostly just glad we seemed like we wanted to make it work.

I was starting to realize with Cayden, that even if having hard conversations sucked, it was better than losing her. I would've rather been able to openly express that I was upset than sit with it and pretend to be happy with someone who wasn't making me happy, whether intentionally or not—like Sebastian, I should've said something sooner. The situation wasn't fair to either of us.

Cayden pulled me closer to her, kissing me like she really had missed me. Kissing her felt like being home again. She was so familiar—her body, the scent of her shampoo and hair product, her spiced cologne, the way her mouth felt against mine.

I got into her lap, straddling her. She rested her hands on my ass and ran them up my back, going under my shirt and brushing against my skin.

I ripped her sweatshirt off and kissed down her neck, running my tongue over her skin. She pressed my chest to hers in pleasure.

"I missed you," Cayden mumbled into my ear. She unbuttoned my jeans and slipped her hand into them, moving her fingers against me. I was instantly wet. I hadn't realized how long I'd spent thinking about Cayden in general, I hadn't even really been thinking about sex. It was like I'd completely shut that part of my brain off. But now that it was back, I desperately wanted her to fuck me.

I pushed her back on the bed and took off my shirt and pants, Cayden's eyes tracing my body as I did it. I climbed back on top of her and Cayden took my breasts in her hands, rolling my nipples between her thumbs. I moaned in pleasure and Cayden seemed turned on just from how turned on she was making me.

I grinded against her, pleasure washing over my body. Cayden put her hands on my waist and looked at me, our eyes locking. I smiled a little at her, glad I was with her.

"I want to fuck you," Cayden said.

"How?" I asked, the word coming out so easily, so sexily.

"I brought the strap with me."

I looked at her, a small wave of panic going through me. I'd had sex with Sebastian, so I knew what penetration to that degree felt like, but it's been so long and it had never been a dildo. Would it feel different? Would it hurt? Would it feel good?

And then I realized that with Cayden, it would always feel good.

"Presumptuous of you to bring it," I said and Cayden laughed.

"True," she said. "But I couldn't stop thinking about how if you dumped me, I would've never gotten the chance. It seems like a tragedy."

"You were worried I would dump you?" I asked.

"Well, yeah. I treated you really badly and then by the time I realized, it was becoming too late to appropriately apologize. I wouldn't blame you for still being pissed at me."

"So, you were hoping we might be able to at least have break-up sex?"

"For the memories," Cayden said and I laughed.

Then, I looked at her, whispering, "I'm not going to dump you. I was worried you'd dump me."

"If we're both worried that the other person is going to dump them, then that seems like a good sign that we both want to be together, right?" Cayden said. "Nothing to worry about, then."

"Kind of a weird way to go about things but sure, yeah. I'll take it."

"Perfect," Cayden said. I smiled a little at her and Cayden just laughed. "What now?"

"I just can't believe you still brought the strap even when you had no idea how this was going to go. You were going to change my mind and make everything okay with really great sex."

"I haven't used the strap on you yet, so you might be a little less skeptical once you see these hips in action," Cayden said, and I laughed again. "And I'll do anything I can to make you less mad at me."

"Oh, yeah?" I said and then kissed her cheek, her neck. "Then I am just so mad at you right now. Absolutely furious."

"Oh, of course," Cayden played along. "I think I have something in mind to make you feel better."

I got up from her lap and watched her walk to the other side of the room where she'd brought a backpack. I hadn't even been paying attention when she'd walked in—I'd been in such a blind rage over everything that I hadn't wanted to look at her. But it was like she'd known exactly what to say to make everything okay again. It wasn't perfect—and it probably wouldn't ever be, because it was an unrealistic expectation for any relationship—but I really, really valued what we had.

She turned to me and smiled as she got herself ready—pulling on a belt-style harness, locking in the dildo, pulling out the lube—and then walked over to me.

"I promise it's clean," she said and then she slid onto the bed, kissing my knees and down my thighs. "And it'll be more fun for both of us the more turned on you before going into it."

"I liked the sound of that," I said and Cayden nipped at my thighs with her teeth. She gently slid her fingers against my opening, flicking at my clit with her middle finger. My back arched in pleasure and she kept going until I was rocking against her. "I want you inside of me," I said, unable to hold out any longer.

Cayden smiled and quickly lubed up the dildo. "I'll go slow to start."

"Okay," I said and spread my legs for her.

She slid in between my legs and gently worked the strap into me, the sensation sending an immediate shock through me.

"Oh," I moaned, caught off guard by the feeling as she went deeper bit by bit.

"Everything okay?"

"Yeah, keep going," I said and readjusted so she'd be able to fit into me even better. She slipped completely into me and I let out a gasp, resting my hands on her ass.

"Let me know if it starts to hurt," Cayden said and then started gently thrusting into me. The experience was so different from what I'd experienced with Sebastian—it was so much slower and sexier. She took care to hit my spots rather than just go as quickly as she could and assume I'd enjoy that.

The longer she fucked me, the wetter I got. The warmth kept spreading between my legs, sending more and more waves of pleasure through me.

"That feels so good," I moaned, holding her body close to mine. She rocked rhythmically against me, going deep and smooth. I had never felt anything like it before. I loved when she used her fingers, but the dildo was something entirely new. It was fun.

She lifted my ass slightly to get a different angle and really moved against me, hard and fast now that I was clearly turned on. I didn't think I'd ever been so wet. My fingers dug into her back as we moaned together, letting out small gasps. The angle meant she slid perfectly against my clit, driving me wild.

"I'm so close," I said and Cayden kissed me. She kept her eyes on me as the orgasm built up, so aroused I thought I might burst. And then, eventually, I felt it start, making me moan in a way that I never knew was possible.

Exhausted, I fell back onto my pillow. Cayden kissed my forehead and slowly slipped out, sending another small burst through me.

"You were right," I said. "If I'd been pissed at you, that would've fixed everything."

Cayden laughed and slipped the strap off, laying down next to me. She traced her fingers over my naked body, every touch sending a shiver over me. My body felt like a live wire.

"Wow," Cayden breathed out as she held me close, "I can't believe I was so stupid to almost mess this up with you."

"I really am just that hot," I said, my tone light and joking.

"You really are," Cayden said, her tone serious.

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