‘Let’s go to my sauna and finish what we started,’ Jamie burred into her ear. ‘I can’t tell you how much I need to be with you, Alicia. Like really with you. Fucking you.’
Oh God!Alicia’s knees buckled. Jamie had been nothing so far but a gentleman, so to hear him speak so frankly stunned every one of her nerve endings into submission.
‘Aye?’ He was questioning her, but he knew the answer.Knew she wanted it. How much she wanted it. But she wasn’t without hesitation.
‘Are you sure it’s safe?’ she asked.
‘Like private, you mean?’
‘Yes.’ Alicia was grateful he understood. Jamie might not have known her fame up until ten minutes ago, but how much she valued privacy hadn’t passed him by.
‘I’ll make damned sure it is. But if you’re not comfortable with it, we can stay here. I can just as easily give you everything I want to in my bed.’
‘No. I want to.’ Alicia let Jamie take her hand and lead her to the door. The wind was howling around the lodge and it would be easy to stay here where the fire was roaring, and the comfort abundant, but she needed the next level of heat. They both did. He was right; they had unfinished sauna business.
On the porch, Jamie’s lips were on hers once again, hot in contrast to the wild wind whipping around them. He cupped her face and muttered. ‘Bed is closer.’
‘No,’ she said. ‘I want the original plan.’
‘Aye?’
‘Aye.’ She slid her hands inside Jamie’s shirt, roaming over the warm, firm muscles underneath. The tightening in his jawline, the expression of fraying resolve suggested it was a long time since he’d been touched like this, if ever. It only intensified her desire. She wanted to be the one to undo him.
‘C’mon.’ Jamie wrapped his hand around Alicia’s and tugged gently. ‘Let’s go.’
And out they dashed, into the snow, their laughter and desire swirling with the snowflakes.
Inside the sauna, he switched on the coals and sheshivered.
‘I’ve never been in a cold sauna,’ she said.
‘It won’t be cold for long. Before you know it, it’s going to be very hot in here.’
‘Are you sure nobody will come in?’ Alicia wouldn’t put it past Dean to turn up.
‘I don’t think anyone is crazy enough to be out there in this weather, do you? But there’s a little latch right here that can ensure it’s only us.’ Jamie flicked down the wooden lock so the door couldn’t be opened from the outside. ‘And if we keep it hot enough the window will stay steamed up.’
‘Mmm, okay,’ Alicia murmured. ‘Nice and hot and only us.’
‘Exactly.’ He poured a scoop of water on the coals – they sizzled – and turned his attention back to her.
‘Are you wearing your gold bikini under these clothes?’
‘No. Would you like me to be?’
‘I’d never say no to that bikini. But, right now, honestly, I’ve no need of it. And neither have you. You won’t be clothed for long.’
Alicia barely had time to register how turned on she was by this before his ravenous mouth was on hers again, the bulk of his body urgent against her; his arousal throbbing in his jeans, a hungered hum vibrating in his throat. It was hard to tell who was moaning harder, Jamie or the north wind.
The temperature in the small wooden cabin rose. It could be the heat from the coals or their fever for each other but already clothes were becoming superfluous. Jamie yanked Alicia’s sweater and top over her head and threw them on the bench. He grazed his wide fingertips across her nipples, alert and craving attention through her lace bra.
‘Oh!’ Alicia’s head tipped back and her eyes succumbedto gravity. The merest contact from this man was like lightning conducting through her whole body. How was that so?
‘You like that?’ Jamie tweaked the hardened peak of her nipple.
‘Yes. God, yes.’
‘Good, we’re just getting started.’
