A/N – Okay so after a short break I'm back folks. This is the sequel to "We Deserve Eachother." I hope I will hear from all my old reviewers and lots of new ones. WDE and Late Nights both got phenomenal responses and I hope this story is no different. This takes place approximately four years after the last one and without further ado, we begin. ENJOY:)

WARNING – Heavy sexual content in this one, don't say I didn't warn you!!

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Summer trudged into her room and collapsed on her bed. Her roommate Sarah was out at her boyfriend's and probably wouldn't be back until the morning. Summer didn't mind to be honest, although Sarah was one of her best friends she sometimes enjoyed a night alone to just relax and peacefully think. She was after all a very busy girl and rarely had time to just stop and lose herself in her thoughts. Well there was a reason she kept herself so busy and never stopped, Summer's thoughts were hardly ever happy anymore.

She got off her bed and trudged into the bathroom. When she got there she locked the door, undressed and set the bath running. She poured various bath salts, oils and lotions into the tub that were designed to relax her before slipping in, wincing slightly due to the heat. Summer sighed and leant back against the tub, letting the delightful scent of lavender from the bubbles engulf her. After a long day she felt weary and the dim lights and sensuous smells were not doing her any favours in her quest to stay awake.

After forty five minutes or so of much needed relaxation, Summer drained the bath and got out. She spent a little while moisturising her body. Although she was nowhere near as self-absorbed as she used to be she still looked after her appearance. She was as beautiful as ever and she knew it, she just didn't flaunt it anymore. After all, what was the point of flaunting herself when she had no one to flaunt to. But despite never showing any interest in wanting a man, it didn't stop the guys from hitting on her. She never took any of them up on their date offers though, even when they weren't unattractive or boring, they just weren't him.

When Summer was finally done primping herself, she wrapped one towel round her chest and another round her head in a turban fashion, and walked back into her bedroom. The first thing she noticed was that the lights were dimmer than as she had left them. She looked round the dorm room to see if Sarah had come in and done it.

That was when Summer noticed a figure sat on a chair in a particularly dark corner of the room. She strained her eyes to see who it was, she hoped it was her roommate as she was already planning a monstrous scream if it wasn't. The figure stood up and moved forward. It was definitely not Sarah but instead of the planned scream coming out of Summer's mouth, she gasped in disbelief and her hand flew up to her mouth. Tears instantly glistened in her eyes. It wasn't true, it couldn't be, but when he came close enough to gently stroke her cheek she knew that it was. And for the first time in a long time, Summer's thoughts were happy again.

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'H-how………wh-wha………I-I-I d-don't……' Summer's stuttering was cut off by him pressing a finger against her lips to silence her.

'Ssssssh, don't speak,' he whispered softly, 'let me do the talking. You are so beautiful Summer Roberts, I love you so much. I'm going to kiss you now, is that okay with you?' Summer merely gulped and nodded, trying to ready herself for what she knew would be heaven on earth. He smiled the smile that made her stomach do somersaults, before leaning forward and pressing his lips against hers.

Time froze for Summer, if there was ever such a thing as getting lost in a moment, it was happening to her there and then. She never wanted to leave, in fact if she were to collapse dead she would've died happier than she'd ever been. Their tongues gently mixed, slowly, passionately, adoringly. It meant everything to Summer, he meant everything.

It didn't take long before Summer was grinding herself against him as they kissed, trying to get a rhythm going on her centre to satisfy the overwhelming arousal she was feeling. He pulled back and grinned widely at the sight of her flaming red cheeks, her messy hair, her dark and passionate eyes, her obvious desire for him to take her. He pushed her gently backwards so she was lying on her back on her bed, robed in nothing but a wet towel, and moved forward to hover above her.

He kissed her again with all the passion he could muster. She began to squirm under him, trying to free herself from the towel that was so cruelly stopping her from being even closer to him. He decided to help her in her quest. When the towel was finally removed, he pulled back and inhaled a sharp breath, taking in her magnificent form.

He dipped his head again and began to spray her neck with soft and slow kisses, running his hands across her perfect curves which were still glistening with water from the bath. Summer's skin heated rapidly as she whimpered softly in gratitude and dug her fingers into his messy mat of curls. Every inch of skin he touched or kissed turned a fiery red colour, and the feeling of his perfect lips and hands lingered long after they had moved on.

He kissed down her neck and onto her breasts, paying special attention to her nipples which were already swollen of their own accord. She gasped and her back arched so she could grind against him again as he teased her sensitive peaks with his mouth.

He moved down Summer's body again, splaying gentle kisses across her stomach. He finally slunk down far enough to give her already soaking wet womanhood a few pre-emptive licks, causing her to moan a little louder and her head to fly back at the sudden jolt of pleasure. He looked up her with a teasing grin but Summer was in no mood for games. She purposely arched her hips off the bed, desperately trying to push her centre onto his mouth. He teased her with a few short licks whenever she got close enough, but he just wouldn't connect in the way that she craved him to.

'P-p-please,' Summer whimpered desperately, almost begging him to satisfy her and take her into ecstasy. He just grinned and shook his head before moving up her body to reconnect lips with her again.

'You don't need it, you're ready, and so am I,' he mumbled between kisses. 'Tell me what you want Summer.'

'M-m-make love to me, p-please,' she whimpered pleadingly. Her hands wandered to the hem of his shirt and it didn't take long for her to somewhat ungracefully tug it over his head, exposing his perfect torso. Well it would be far from perfect to pretty much any other girl on the planet, but for some reason it was the complete definition of sexy to her. She leant up and kissed his chest as she blindly fumbled with his belt and pant zipper.

When she got them undone Summer took to running her hands across his chest and abs, savouring every inch, while he somewhat clumsily removed his pants along with his shoes and socks. When he was left clad in nothing but his boxers he leant forward and kissed her again, running a hand across her neck and through her brunette locks as their tongues lovingly mixed.

Eventually Summer couldn't handle it anymore, her fingers wandered to the lining of his boxers and she tugged urgently, letting him know that she greatly desired him to be underwear-less. He granted her wish, moving away from her briefly to whip them off, leaving him completely naked like her. Summer looked him up and down for the first time, taking all of him in. God he was perfect, he was all she'd ever wanted then so much more.

They reconnected again, their bare skin pressing together tightly as their tongues collided and their hands roamed. After a few minutes Summer was more than ready, she was positively dying for him. 'Please, I need you,' she gasped out breathlessly between intense kisses, 'take me, please.'

He wasted no time in giving her what she wanted. He pushed into her and watched on with loving eyes as she gasped before letting out a low groan and breaking into a big grin. Her arms curled upwards and around his neck and she leant up to kiss him softly, moaning into his mouth as he began to slowly move inside her.

'Mmmmmm.' Summer's hands roamed his body as she groaned and placed passionate kisses all over his jaw and neck. 'Oh my God,' she squeaked as he gradually picked up speed, pushing into her with intensity that was contagious. She began to push her hips upward, meeting him stroke for stroke which did nothing but increase her pleasure and bring her imminent mind-blowing release ever closer.

'I've missed you so much,' she managed to breathe out, biting her lower lip hard to stop her from both moaning too loudly and bursting into tears of joy. He grinned and dipped his head to connect lips with her again, all the while continually taking her towards complete and utter euphoria.

'I've missed you too,' he whispered softly in reply between kisses, 'I love you so much.'

'I love you too,' Summer whimpered, ecstasy dangerously close to engulfing her. When she felt orgasm approaching, her eyes clamped shut and she tightened her grip round his neck and buried her face in his chest. She could tell he was close too, his breathing had grown deeper and more rapid and he was grunting with every push.

'Oh God Summer, I'm close,' he moaned loudly. As soon as he said that, Summer came with such breathtaking intensity that she couldn't stop herself from screaming his name in a sort of strangled cry.

'S-S-SETHHHHH!!!'

He continued to push into her until he achieved his own release, at which point he began to groan her name repeatedly, causing Summer's own orgasm to become so intense that she thought she just might die from too much pleasure. Her senses were in overdrive, she could barely breathe, her whole body was contracting and her muscles felt like they were on fire, but in a good way, in a perfect way. And the way he moaned her name was simply the most perfect sound she'd ever heard. Every time he cried her name she returned the favour.

'OH MY GOD Summer!!'

'Cohen!!'

'Summer!!'

'OH Cohen!!'

'SUMMER!!'

'COHEN!!'

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'SUMMER!!'

'HUH WH-WHAT?' Summer shot up faster than the speed of light. When her eyes finally readjusted to the darkness she noticed Sarah standing over her, staring at her with a worried expression.

'Sum baby are you okay?'

'What the hell are you doing here, where's Cohen?' Sarah sighed, pursed her lips and sat down on the edge of her friend's bed.

'Baby he's not here, it happened again.' Summer looked down at herself and almost burst into tears at what she saw. She was clothed in her pyjamas which were soaked in sweat and a certain other bodily fluid that only he had the power to coax from her.

'B-b-but I could've sworn he was here, it was so real,' she muttered weakly, having to use all her willpower not to erupt into hysterics.

'Afraid not Sum,' Sarah replied with a frown, 'it was just you moaning his name over and over again. Another dirty one huh?' Summer nodded miserably, wiping sweat from her brow. She felt weak all over, she was all flushed and the wetness on her pyjama bottoms around her crotch area was definitely not just sweat. It seemed she'd had a real orgasm it had been that vivid.

'Dammit,' she mumbled angrily to herself. She felt so stupid for falling for it this time, she should've known it was too good to be true. After all, why the hell would this time have been real when the thousands before it had been exactly the same?

'Oh it's okay Summer,' Sarah replied sympathetically, swooping down to wrap her arms around her friend, 'it's nothing to be ashamed about.'

'Yes it is,' Summer muttered, 'God why am I so stupid, I fall for it pretty much every time.'

'Well you know how to stop it don't you.'

'How?'

'Move on,' Sarah said loudly, as if frustrated by her friend's stupidity, 'for God's sake just go out and find a man and be happy again. I mean how long has it been?'

'I don't know,' Summer mumbled, avoiding eye contact, 'too long.' Sarah smirked and raised an eyebrow.

'Come on Sum, I know you better than that. Seriously, how long?' Summer sighed and looked at her digital alarm clock.

'Three years, seven months, nine days, umm, four, no five hours and eleven…………twelve…………thirteen seconds,' she droned out in a monotonous voice. Sarah closed her eyes and shook her head sympathetically.

'See, the fact that you know how long it's been to the second since you last saw him is proof enough that you need to get over this, over him. Summer you're a twenty-one year old college girl, you're supposed to be out getting wasted and having sex and making new friends, not holed up in your dorm having wet dreams about some guy that hasn't been a part of your life for nigh on four years.'

I know that and don't you think I would be if it were that easy,' Summer replied in a frustrated voice. 'I-I, I just………I can't let go,' she whispered despairingly, close to tears. Sarah sighed and hugged her again.

'Just get some sleep Sum, you'll be okay in the morning. You're working tomorrow right?'

'Yeah,' Summer sighed, 'I gotta be up in four hours,' she added as she glanced at her clock. 'Sorry about waking you up with my stupid sex dreams, again.'

'Don't worry about it honey, but you do know what recurring sex dreams mean right? That you need to get laid big style, that's what.'

'I know but they're all about him and I don't think him waltzing in here and taking me for real is gonna happen anytime soon,' she mumbled, sniffling heavily.

'Well then I guess someone else will have to do won't they. It's time somebody took action and I'm taking a stand. Even though it's almost four years late, I'm ordering you to find a rebound guy.' Summer laughed at her friend's words.

'Well if the princess wishes it I'll get right on it,' she replied sarcastically with a smirk, 'now get the hell off my bed, I'm trying to sleep here and you're keeping me awake with all your moaning.' They both laughed at the irony of her statement before hugging once more. Sarah slipped off Summer's bed and into her own.

After fifteen minutes Sarah was flat out again, snoring lightly. Summer however was wide awake and staring at the plain white ceiling. Even with her eyes open, images of the dream, the same dream she'd had for God knows how long, kept flashing across her mind. She could see it vividly as if it was being played out in front of her, and her heart broke a little more every time she realized it wasn't real and probably never would be.

Summer turned on her side to face away from Sarah's bed and towards the wall, and curled herself into a little ball. She clutched the t-shirt she was holding like she was a little girl and it was her favourite teddy bear. It was a black shirt about five sizes too big for her and had the words "I am not a geek, I am a level 18 Paladin" written across it. It was one of the only things she had left to remind herself of her days with him, the happiest days of her life.

With the shirt clutched tightly to her chest, Summer let silent tears flow down her face. She cried and cried and cried until she could cry no more sleep overtook her. Once again she had cried herself to sleep over a love long lost, but never forgotten.

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A/N – This is an SS story folks and this is the sequel to "We Deserve Eachother". I know it doesn't seem like it now but just trust me it is. Okay so I'm hoping for plenty of reviews because I'm the type of writer that if I don't get feedback, I just give up and stop writing. So you know what to do folks, HIT THAT BUTTON BELOW. CHEERS!!