He groaned as his hands moved up to the waistband of her leggings. He pushed beneath it to touch the naked skin of her back, his fingers feathering downward until he was cupping her butt, this time without any fabric separating them. He ran his finger along the bottom of her butt cheek and lifted her higher against him.
He pulled his mouth from hers, kissing her in the center of her chest, slightly to the right of her heart. He used his other hand to tug at the hem of her sweater and pulled it up over her head. She moved her arms to help him remove it.
He kept stroking her backside as his gaze moved over her chest. He drew his finger down her body from her neck to the V created by her bra and then up the other side of her body. She felt the goose pimples rise and her nipples tighten as he continued to trace her skin. She wanted more of his touch and yet enjoyed the feel of just his fingertips on her skin.
“You have the smoothest skin I’ve ever touched,” he admitted, licking his way down her body. “It’s one of the things I couldn’t forget about you after our night together. I thought I’d imagined how soft you were...”
His words were whispered against her skin as he moved his mouth down her neck. She shifted around, her braid coming forward to brush over her shoulder, the end of it brushing against his nose.
She’d always been the girl to take a risk but this time, with Alec, it felt different. The first time they’d been together hadn’t been all that risky or bold. Not really. It had just been a bit of fun with a guy she thought she’d never see again.
This time it was different. She was consciously choosing to be with a man she was connected to through this baby, a situation that she still couldn’t really wrap her head around.
He reached up to tug off the elastic that held her braid in place and dropped it on the table next to them. He pulled the plait apart and then ran both hands through the long strands of her hair, drawing it forward until the ends draped over her shoulders. Her hair was long enough that it reached the top of her breasts. He reached behind her, undoing her bra, and then she shrugged it off, setting it on the table next to them.
He continued to run his hands through her hair. “You smell like spring, fresh and flowery. After our night together, I couldn’t get your scent out of my mind. I made my housekeeper crazy trying to figure out the smell by ordering different bouquets of flowers.”
“Did you figure it out?” she asked as he leaned forward and brought a strand of her hair to his nose.
“No.”
“It’s a mix of strawberries, magnolias and freesia. Sounds like it shouldn’t work but for some reason it does,” she said with a laugh, realizing that she was nervous. She was talking to him during sex and that made it more intimate than their one-night stand. They hadn’t talked, just kissed and touched and made love.
But this was different. It was deliberate. And that both excited her and scared her.
He felta pulse of desire between his legs andrealized he couldn’t take his time. He was too hot for Scarlet but then had been since the beginning.
He tongued her nipple, then scraped his teeth gently over it. She arched again, grinding her hips against his. He tugged at the waistband of her leggings and she shifted position, drawing them down her legs and standing up to take them off. She stood next to his chair totally naked and he couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t do anything except lift her into his arms and carry her to the bedroom at the back of the jet.
He opened the door with one hand and then kicked it closed behind him as he entered the room. He set her on her feet next to the bed, and she reached for the buttons on his shirt, slowly undoing them and distracting him from the urgency of getting his pants off.
The red haze that had fallen over him lifted as he slowly wrested control back. He could do this. Still be cool and not fall on her like a man enflamed with lust and passion...maybe.
He kicked off his loafers and shoved his jeans and underwear down his legs as she pushed his shirt off his shoulders. As soon as he was naked, he felt better. This was how they should both be.
She touched his chest; her fingers were slightly cold as she drew them over his pectorals. She ran her nail around the edge of the muscles and then slowly back up to his neck. Her touch sent shivers down his body and he felt like he was on the verge of losing control once again. He truly wasn’t sure how much longer he was going to be able to let her touch him.
He wanted to draw this out so it felt like making love and not a hurried coupling. They’d had sex twice the night of the gala and he’d still woken up hungry for her again. Would he ever be able to satisfy that hunger?
She was so pretty and feminine. He traced her curves from her shoulder down to her hips, trying to be cool like he wasn’tdying to caress her, to taste her intimately. But he knew he was.
He slowly moved his fingers up her thigh to her hip bone and then down to the cradle of her womanhood. He ran his fingers along the neatly trimmed pubic hair and then lower as she scored his chest with her nails.
She rocked her hips forward as he touched her, tapping lightly on her, and she moaned. As she was stroking him, he couldn’t help but rub the length of himself against her. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and he put his arm behind her as he tipped her back onto the bed, coming down over her.
She arched her back as he caught her nipple in his mouth and suckled it. At the same time, he palmed her body and thrust the tip of one finger inside her, drawing out the wet tip, bringing it to his mouth and licking it.
He sat back on his knees and looked down at her. Their eyes met, and he knew that he was never going to be the same after this.
“I’d forgotten how good you are.”
He leaned down to taste her again, used his tongue to seek out the tiny bud between her legs, flicking it again and again as her hands held his head to her, her hips lifting into each flick of his tongue. Her legs tightened around him as he continued to eat her.
She clasped him tightly to her as her hips rose frantically, her legs scissoring around him. Then she called out his name and felt her orgasm roll through her body.
Her body was still buzzing and pulsing from her climax. It was nice but she needed Alec inside her.
She pulled him up and over her, lifting her torso so she could find his mouth and take it in a deep kiss. She took in the salty taste of her own passion on his tongue, as she felt him enter her. She held on to his broad shoulders andarched her back, pushing up against him to drive him deeper.