“I think we’re entitled to some relaxation after these last intense days. Hope you don’t mindit.”
She sounded almost detached, which was in stark contrast to her intense stare, when she emerged from her bedroom. They locked eyes and air abandoned his lungs. The room had just turned stuffy. As Izzie sat beside Tristan, so close their thighs touched, it took him a moment to realize she wasn’t carrying her laptop. He had been too busy making sure his eyes stayed on hers as opposed to wandering down her body as they itched to do. When he glanced at her lap, and didn’t see the computer, he cut his stare back to herface.
Shesmiled.
Nowords.
Nothing.
Just a fucking Monalisasmile.
Tristan nodded towards the bedroom door. “Forgotsomething?”
“Changed my mind,” she whispered and the pink tip of her tongue riding her lower lip did funny things to his half-hardcock.
The gears in his head ground to half-speed as she wrapped the end of the belt of his robe around her index finger. Eyes glued to the hypnotic movement, brain had checked out. He forced his mouth to say something, anything, to keep him from doing something stupid, like pouncing on Izzie. “Woman’sprerogative?”
She chuckled. “You could saythat.”
Paralyzed, he kept watching her, when she reached under the plush material of his robe and glided her hand on hischest.
He should stop herfingers.
He should stand andleave.
He closed his eyes and dropped his head on the couch, when her nails scratched his hardnipple.
Hissing, he covered her hands with his and pressed them to his chest. “I missedthis.”
She splayed one hand over his heart and he sat upright, gazing into her passionate stare, when he felt the cool metal of the Claddagh ring against hisskin.
She closed her eyes, leaning down and touching her ear to his chest. “I missed this. Your heartbeat has always been my favoritelullaby.”
“Shit,Izzie.”
Half laughing, half crying, she welcomed him as Tristan pulled her face up and angled it to cover her mouth in a tentative kiss. Unsure of what to expect, he grazed her soft lips as his fingers caressed her short hair. She took matters into her own hands, pulling his head down and forcing her tongue between his teeth, invading his mouth and decimating whatever feeble resistance he stillhad.
Coming up for air, she muttered as she rained kisses on his lips and cheeks. “What took you so long? I thought I would have to striptease to get yourattention?”
“You kidding? You had my full attention since I came out of the shower. I didn’t know what to do with youthough.”
“Well, now you do.” She swung a leg over his and sat on his lap, framing his face and kissing himagain.
Tristan felt his cock coming to life under the loose robe when her warmth teased it as she rubbed herself against him. Grabbing her hips, he stopped her movements and waited until she looked up into his eyes. “Are you sure you want this? I don’t want to do anything foolish that we’ll regret later, but if we’re going to stop, we must stop now. I don’t know if I’ll be able to stoplater.”
“It’s not a big deal. We’re consenting adults. We’ve had a couple of rough weeks and we’re letting off some steam.” She shrugged. “You know, it’s just a pleasant way torelax.”
“It’s not that simple between us and you know it, Izzie. Nothing has really changed. I mean, having sex won’t erase the past. We’ll have to work hard on our issues before we can say the last fifteen years are dead in the past, am Iright?”
She sighed and sat on his knees. “I know it, but let’s pretend it’s simple for just this night, okay? Can you do that? I want you and you want me. That much issimple.”
Tristan nodded. “I can live withthat.”
He could live with much less thanthat.
He had been living on scraps of faded memories and unconfessed wishes for the last fifteenyears.
He’d be damned if he didn’t take what Izzie was willinglyoffering.
