Love's Retreat(7)

Alex turned and looked down into her eyes. “Will you forgive my deception?”

Jess knew she should be angry with him, knew she should feel used and deceived. But all she could feel, looking into the dark, passionate eyes, was pure lust. She stepped closer to him. She put her free hand on his chest, felt his heart racing, his chest rising faster to catch his breath. “You didn’t say anything. You left me to think it was Ryan making me feel…amazing.” His heart beat faster. “And when you came into the cabin you didn’t say anything.”

“I wasn’t sure you wanted it to be me. When I saw you hiding, I was afraid you might be ashamed of what happened, that you wished it had been Ryan. I couldn’t find the words…”

Jess nodded. “After seeing Ryan outside I was confused, uncertain, not sure who…but I wasn’t upset. How could I be?” Her hand moved up around his neck, fingers slid into the thick hair behind his head, and she pulled him down to her.

Their lips met gently, then with a ferocity that stunned them both. His hands were around her back, pressing her hips against his. Alex lifted his head to take a deep breath and to see the passion mirrored in her eyes. He lowered his head again, but this time with less urgency. His lips caressed hers slowly, his tongue darting out to tease. Her lips parted and she welcomed his tongue with hers.

Jess’s hands clutched Alex’s shoulders as if she would never let him go. His hands lowered to her bottom, tightening on the soft roundness, lifting her slightly and pulling her hard against him. She could feel him swell, hardening, pressing, hot. She felt her own heat and wetness grow. Alex lifted his head, panting. He held her firmly against his chest, resting his cheek on her head. Her arms wrapped around his waist.

“This is a little more than holding hands,” she whispered into his shirt.

He laughed. “You started it.” He kissed the top of her head. “Would you like more?”

Jess pressed her face hard against his shirt to muffle her squeal then looked up, grin wide and eyes bright. “Yes, please.”

He laughed again. “If you insist.” He let one hand fall from her back but kept the other securely around her as he walked her back to the cabins.

They would have stopped by Jess’s cabin but they saw the lights shut off and heard giggling inside. Alex led her to his own cabin on the opposite side of the ring. Once inside, Alex pulled Jess against him, burying his face in her neck. His hands ran up her sides to cup her breasts then down to her waist. He pulled her shirt free and moaned at the feel of her skin hot against his hands. Jess raised her arms and he pushed the shirt over her head and tossed it away. With her arms still raised, Alex slid his hands down their length then reached around behind her and unclasped her bra. His hands gently cupped the soft roundness as he dipped his head to kiss a hardened nipple. She clutched his shoulders and panted as his tongue circled the sensitive skin. When he set the nipple free to trail tender kisses on the soft mounds Jess brought her hands forward and unbuttoned Alex’s shirt. Her fingers moved through the soft hair on his chest. She pushed him back and leaned down to lick a firm nipple, and gave it a little bite.

Alex moaned, and stepped back toward the bed, pulling Jess with him. He took his shirt off and Jess reached down to loosen his belt. She pushed his pants off his hips, slipping her hands inside the waistband of his boxers to clutch his tight butt. Alex kicked his pants off and knelt down in front of Jess. He kissed her stomach, reveling in the little quiver of excitement it made. His hands clutched her firm cheeks then moved around to unbutton her pants. While his hands worked, his tongue tasted the smooth flesh. Moaning, Jess reached behind her to grasp the bed for support.

Alex’s hands finally finished their task and he eased the pants off Jess’s hips and down her thighs, stroking the warm skin down to her ankles. She stepped out of them. He gently inhaled her musky scent through the silky panties, his finger exploring just under the edge of the fabric. His teeth nipped at her hip. She squealed and twisted away. They laughed and stepped apart to catch their breath. Each one gloried in the gaze of the other. Sweat gave a sheen to their skin. Her eyes followed the tanned arms to the broad shoulders, the tight muscles of his chest and the light mat of dark hair that led down the tense stomach to…she smiled at the urgency hidden in the extended front of his boxers.

“As you can see, I’m more than a little excited.” Alex commented seriously.

Jess looked up. The desire in her eyes matched the intensity in his. She slipped off her panties and climbed onto the bed. She was glad of his single room with the larger bed, not that they’d take up much room.