“Alicia,” I said breathlessly.
“Please,” she said. “We can’t, okay? We can’t go there.”
“Why not?” I took a step toward her. “I know you feel it too. You feel that spark between us. I know you do.”
“Of course I do, but that doesn’t change anything.”
“Doesn’t it?” I asked. “Because for me, it changes everything.”
“How?”
“Knowing you still feel that way—knowing you still want me…It changes everything.”
I watched Alicia’s face for any sign of a reaction. The second our hands had touched over that table at Ricci’s, I knew where we would end up. There was something between us. Something primal and intense. Our attraction could never be ignored and now that we were once again in each other’s lives, ignoring it wasn’t even worth an attempt; it would never work. I knew that, and judging from the hungry look in Alicia’s eyes, she did too.
I reached over and wrapped my arm around her waist. My fingers trailed along the waistline of her skirt as I pulled her roughly along. I led us around the side of the house and into the backyard.
“What are you doing?” she hissed.
“You know exactly what I’m doing,” I said with a mischievous grin.
“My parents are home!”
“That’s why we’re going to the guest house. I’m assuming it’s still empty? Used only for storage? The perfect place for a nightcap.”
“Yes, but…”
I stopped walking and turned to face Alicia head on. My hands rested on her hips as I pulled her closer. “If this isn’t what you want, I’ll go,” I said. “Just tell me.”
Alicia’s breathing was irregular as she laid her hands on my chest. She traced my muscles with her fingers and I could see the wheels in her head turning. The way she stroked my chest through my shirt was deliciously familiar; it was her way of telling me how badly she wanted to feel my skin against hers.
“Zane,” she growled.
It was all the encouragement I needed. I lifted her off her feet and carried her up the stairs to the door of the guest house. I shoved it open and stepped inside with her still in my arms.
When I set her down, she stood on her tiptoes to stare into my eyes. The door swung shut behind us and we continued looking at each other, neither of us moving or speaking.
It had been years since we’d been together and yet, in that moment, it felt like no time had passed at all. I could see the familiar flash in her blue eyes that told me to kiss her.
I wrapped my arms tightly around her waist and pulled her against me. She wrapped her arms around my neck.
I wanted to remember every moment of this night. I wanted to memorize the feeling of her arms around me and her lips against mine…
We moved slowly, and when our lips finally touched, I sighed deeply. A shot of electricity went through my body, starting at my head and propelling its way down to my toes. Every inch of my skin was on fire.
I deepened the kiss, my tongue sliding inside her mouth. She groaned, her lips moving fast against mine. My hands moved from her waist to her hair, where I tangled my fingers in her dark curls while she raked her nails down my back. We were both running out of breath, but refused to break the kiss.
Alicia moved her hands to my chest, her fingers frantically searching for the buttons on my shirt. She unbuttoned them one-by-one, her hands working at lightning speed. She then shoved the shirt off my shoulders and let it fall to the ground. When she pulled herself away from my lips, she wasted no time before kissing her way down my neck and my chest, her tongue roaming freely over my hard muscles.
My head rolled back and I stared at the ceiling while she moved lower. When she reached the waistline of my jeans, I pulled her face back to mine. I didn’t want to rush anything; I wanted this night to last forever.
I kissed her passionately while I lifted her off the floor. She wrapped her legs around my waist and I carried her to the couch against the back wall. There were boxes everywhere, but I’d been in that guest house enough times to maneuver a smooth path around them. When we reached the couch, I threw her down and climbed on top of her.
I buried my face in her neck and kissed her relentlessly. She lifted one leg a
nd threw it over my back. I grabbed her thigh, dug my fingers into her skin, and moved back to her lips, kissing her again and again while my hand worked its way up her skirt. When I gripped her ass, she moaned into my mouth and rolled us over. She straddled me easily, sitting up just long enough to pull her shirt off and throw it on the floor.
In an instant, I sat up and unhooked her bra. I’d waited so long to see her perfect breasts again, I couldn’t wait another second. When my eyes fell on her bare skin, I growled and flipped her onto her back. My mouth found one nipple and my fingers played with the other as she writhed with pleasure beneath me.