He reaches up and runs his fingertips ever so slowly across my lips. I let out a deep sigh as his eyes dart back and forth between my lips and my eyes. I can tell he wants to kiss me.
And, oh God. In this moment, I want him to.
I want to remember what it feels like to have his lips touching mine, teasing and soft, yet hard at the same time. I lick my lips and look down at his rich, sensual mouth. He brings his hand around to the base of my neck and slowly pulls me toward him. Our lips touch lightly at first, a gentle caress as if testing the waters of re-acquaintance.
He casually runs his tongue along my bottom lip and gradually lays me down on the blanket. His body lies softly on top of mine as he pushes his tongue into my mouth in a gentle sweep, coaxing me to accept what he wants to give.
My body presses into his further, as if remembering this delicious tango from so long ago, as his tongue begins to explore every inch of my mouth. He devours me like he can’t get enough of me, and my tongue meets his with every stroke.
His taste and smell is so familiar. I feel intoxicated and it's the most elated feeling, like I’m alive for the first time in seven years. I pull him as close to me as I can and put everything I have into this kiss. Every need, want, promise, truth, I give it all to him and feel the thin cord of my restraint break as I decide I am going to try to forgive.
I break the kiss first, needing to come up for air. Luke puts his face to my hair and I can feel a smile form on his lips.
“What are you smiling about?” I ask.
“Baby, I never thought I would get to taste those sweet, sexy, seriously fuckable lips again.”
“Fuckable? I ask, trying to stifle my laugh. “What happened to us starting over?”
Luke brings his mouth to my ear. “I said I wanted us to start over, and I meant it. Doesn't mean I don't remember everything that happened between us, my beautiful girl. Especially involving those fuckable lips,” he whispers, a glint of mischief in his eyes.
“Oh,” is all I can get my mouth to say.
“What’s the matter, baby? Did I kiss you senseless?” Luke asks as he pulls me up into a standing position.
“You so wish, big boy.”
Luke picks up the blanket, folds it, and grabs my hand. Together we go back to our vehicles. This quiet, intimate moment between the two of us brings back so many memories we shared together. I know I have to guard my heart so very carefully with him this time.
Though I can tell by the tone of his voice and the look in his eyes that he is being sincere, I feel like he's still holding something back from me. More than that, it's not just my heart that is going to be in trouble this time. I have to think about Lucy and how she will be affected as well. The worry, doubt, and questions are running rampant in my head and I need to calm them down before he notices. I can't talk about these things right now because I haven't had time to process my thoughts clearly.
We reach the parking lot and just when I think he is going to kiss me goodbye, I am lightly pushed down onto the hood of my car and his mouth and body are covering mine. He moves his tongue along mine in a very slow and passionate circular motion.
Instantly, I can feel wetness pooling between my legs and my body start to lightly tremble. My body feels like it's on fire, licks of flames enveloping my core as my heart rate picks up speed. I press my chest tighter to him and can feel that his heart is beating just as rapidly as mine.
I follow the rhythm, like a drumbeat it syncs in time with mine, creating a melody that is ours and ours alone. I slide my tongue against his, adding to the sensuality. I press my hips into his groin as I feel his thick, long, hard cock pressing back against me.
Luke grinds into me and groans at the contact.
I swallow the sexy sound of his passion as I deepen the kiss, becoming more frantic. It's been so long. Too long. He is the only man I have ever been with and my body sings to him, like a siren song locked in a cage and finally unleashed.
The sound of a car door shutting brings the both of us back to reality. I break free of his hypnotic hold once more and Luke places his forehead against mine. The sounds of our heavy breathing seem to echo in the air as we both attempt to calm from the high.
“Jesus Christ, Shayne. I know we are going to try to get to know each other again, but like I said in the dressing room today, I know this body and the way it reacts to me, baby. Because it's the same way mine reacts to yours. I am telling you right now, this body belongs to me. It always has. I will have you again. Not right now, because I can tell you're not ready. Maybe not tomorrow or the next day either, but soon. When I do, you're going to be consumed by me, by the pleasure only I can give. You are going to beg for my cock, over and over again. Not now, baby, not when I don't have your heart and you don’t trust me. But soon.”