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She sighs and shrugs her shoulders. “This.The intensity. This doesn’t exist for me outside of us. I’ve tried to recreate it, but I can’t.”
I lift her hand and slide the oversized rock off her finger, tossing in onto the floor where it belongs. “You never should’ve been with him.”
“I know.” She whispers low, but before she finishes her sentence, my lips are on hers and my frame is sinking her into the bed. I don’t have a prayer. I never did.
My hand rests on her chest and then her throat as I deepen the kiss.
She sighs and melts into me. Our breathing is out of control and every touch is magnified. I’d planned to kiss her soft and slow, take my time with her, but suddenly I’m mouthing over her shoulder, kissing her neck, bathing my lips with her warmth.
The musty scent of the old motel room is there, but all I smell is the soft scent of Sierra’s perfume mingled in with the odor of my t-shirt. I study her face, kissing my way across her chest.
Her hips thrust upward, and a soft sigh leaves her lips. There’s a look in her eyes I can’t explain. Maybe it’s history. Maybe it’s that this isn’t all together right. Maybe it’s that she wants more.
I lean into the soft whimper that spills from her lips as I hold her wrists tight above her head. I drag my hand down over her frame, slow and steady, letting my fingertips remember every curve of her body.Fuck I’ve missed her.I’ve missed her mouthy little comments, her scent, her sweet face, and I’ve missed pinning her against a wall and pressing into her like a fucking animal.
My hand continues to wander until it’s on her thigh and the temptation is too much. I palm her mound and breathe in her scent as the sharp static of her body thrusts upward.
I should stop myself. I should be responsible and hold off, give her time to acclimate to me, give her time to get over the asshole, but as she moans again, I know that won’t happen. The want has turned to need.
Running my fingers over her slit, I move to her rhythm. She thumps up against my touch, grinding against me as she whines.
Her mouth is open in pleasure and every whimper is gagged and strangled against my lips.
“Do you have any idea how much I think of you?” I groan out the words and bite her shoulder. “How many times I’ve replayed the nights we’ve spent together?”
“What do you think about?” Her breath is soft and panting as her hips rock back and forth.
I growl low at the filthy thoughts I have running through my head. “You and me, that night in the woods. Tell me you think about it, too.”
She looks away and smiles, her gaze on mine. “That night wasn’t supposed to happen either.”
“It wasn’t.” I grin, remembering the way it felt to sink into her for the first time. “You were my naughty little girl back then.”
“And you were spanking my ass,” she chides. “The vibrations ran straight through me.”
“Do you remember what you did?”
“I remember you chased me.”
I smile, my cock as stiff as it’ll go. “You deserved that chase. You were flirting with the man bagging our groceries.”
“Please.” She grins. “I hardly think a smile is flirting. I was being nice.”
“You know you’re not supposed to be nice to anyone but me.” I growl low and sink into her neck, biting again, desperate to claim her, desperate to start back where we left off.
“Ah, my bad. I don’t think this would ever work then.”
“Why’s that?”
“Look at me. I’m a nice girl. I like smiling at people, including men.”
I squeeze her tighter as I acknowledge that frisky grin on her face. She wants to play.
I groan. “Guess that means I have to lock you up.”
I strip off my belt and snap the leather against her smooth skin. “You can be my prisoner.”
“Thought I already was.” That grin is back again.
