Chasing Forever(50)

After one night with her, he was right back where he was six years ago—completely wrapped up in her, needing her and wanting her.

He should be scared. After all, he hadn’t felt this way about anyone since he allowed, no forced her, out of his life six years ago. All of his relationships since her were casual, even when they lasted longer than a couple months. He never wanted anything more. Now he wondered if that was because he still craved her.

Lucas leaned over her body, pushing her hair from her face and whispered her name.

When she didn’t respond, he ran his hand over her breasts, connecting each freckle and then teasing her nipples until they puckered. Kissing her neck, shoulder, and then the slope of her breast, he felt her stir underneath him. He looked up as she smiled at him, her beautiful green eyes still sleepy, but happy and he liked seeing her that way. She had the sexiest eyes he’d ever seen, green around the rim and gold near the center.

Her hands moved across his chest and then down his stomach until they reached his erection, already hard and ready. “Mmm,” he groaned as she stroked him slowly from his tip to his shaft.

“You’re demanding,” she said, laughing lightly. “First, in the middle of the night and now early in the morning. I thought we’d sleep in and take advantage of our day away from the office.”

“I can’t help it. We have a lot of lost time to make up for.” And he believed it. He couldn’t believe he walked away from her once. He wouldn’t do that again, not without fighting for her and not without giving the relationship everything he had and more.

Grabbing a condom from the nightstand, he rolled it on and slid into her, rocking back and forth slowly, letting her feel every inch of him, each thrust intensifying his need for her. He watched her face, taking notice of every sensitive spot because he wanted her to know how much he wanted her.

She pulled him closer and gasped as he sped up his thrusts. “Do you enjoy waking up like this?” he asked, kissing her hard.

She pulled her mouth away from his. “I can’t even tell you how much.”

“Me too,” he said as he bit her lower lip lightly. He only hoped he would be lucky enough to have many more mornings like this one with Regan. He lifted one of her legs wrapping it around his body and that subtle adjustment was enough to tip her over the edge of oblivion. Her walls contracted around him and he couldn’t hold back any longer—one strong shove and he spilled into her. He was exhausted and completely spent but more alive than he’d been in a long time. Still he craved more of her and not just in bed. He wanted everything she’d give him and more. He wanted forever.



***



The day passed more rapidly than Lucas would have liked. He wanted to savor the freedom of being with Regan before reality came back with a vengeance. Two days weren’t enough. He needed more time. Reality was his enemy.

After meeting Jack at his hotel for breakfast, they hiked to a lake near the Village and went paddle boating even though he insisted it was for children, because when he saw that look on her face, he’d give her anything she wanted.

After lunch, they went into Vail and he stopped to buy her a Vail hat from a tourist shop after lecturing her about the strength of the summer mountain sun, but more importantly he wanted her to have something to remember their time together even if it was small and insignificant. They ate at a sidewalk café where they shared a bottle of wine and mussels. By the time they piled into the car for the airport, Lucas knew he had shared two absolutely perfect days with Regan, and he wanted more time with her to see where it would lead.

Unfortunately, he didn’t know what Regan wanted. He wanted to ask her about her relationship with Parker, about the plan for work next week, and a million other things, but he didn’t want to pressure her. She’d finally let down her guard with him again, and he didn’t want her to pull away, but with work looming over them, they needed to have a serious talk.



***



When their plane took off an hour later, Lucas pulled her hand into his lap and smiled.

She rested her head against his shoulder. “I’m tired,” she said, yawning.

“Don’t sleep yet.”

“Why not?” she asked, closing her eyes.

He kissed the top of her head. “I want to talk about next week.”

“What about it?”

“We need to discuss what we’re going to do when we get back to San Francisco and go into work on Monday.”

“Okay,” she said, shifting in her seat to look at him, hesitant and unsure.

“When we go back to work on Monday, I think we should keep everything professional. I don’t think anyone at work needs to know what happened between us. Let’s keep this uncomplicated.”