I don’t want you. Why couldn’t she simply say it out loud? Her body was at odds with her brain. His arrival had unleashed her sexuality, as if his very presence in her life turned her into something she couldn’t easily control or push aside.
“I’m not easy anymore,” she blurted, and then bit her lip, realizing what she’d said.
“You never were.” The sudden twinkle in his eyes indicated he was laughing at her comments.
As well he might, she admitted to herself reluctantly. What in gods name made her declare she wasn’t easy any more?
“There’s that look in your eyes again, Rowan. You aren’t convincing me you don’t want to try this bed out with me.” He nodded his head past the empty door into the room that had been so lovingly prepared for him.
Meanwhile, he brushed his knuckles against the soft skin of her breastbone, just beneath her collarbone, a touch that electrified her—both gentle and brutal as it was. It was a reminder of what they’d been like. Pent up desire had made them so hot for each other they’d fuck with aggression, burning off the lust fuelled by the forbidden nature of the relationship. Stepbrother and stepsister, exploring each other intimately, while their parents thought they were simply hanging out and playing by the rules.
It had been good. The best. No one had ever lived up to Sean.
Now the barriers were different, but they were just as difficult to bypass. Time and circumstance, secrets and heartbreak. Pixie’s image was in her mind too. She wasn’t far away. Chaos enveloped her, her thoughts unraveling. Even as his fingers cruised the surface of her skin, she grew damper between her thighs, her body anticipating him. She couldn’t bring herself to demand he stop touching her though, because deep down she didn’t want to.
“You walked out of here without so much as a goodbye,” she muttered under her breath, determined he feel some of what she’d felt.
“It was the wrong thing to do, I know that now. I apologize and, if you let me, I’ll show you how sorry I am.”
She shook her head.
“I never stopped wanting you.” In a flash his hands moved, and he gripped the waistband of her jeans inside one tight fist.
The sudden impact of her waistband tightening—and the brush of his knuckles against her sensitive lower abdomen—made her jaw drop. Quickly, she glanced over his shoulder, concerned that Nan and Gladys might be standing there witnessing all of this.
“If you’re worried about them, let’s go in and shut the door.” His fingers dove deeper, and she felt him tweak the elastic on her panties.
“You wouldn’t dare —”
“Oh yes,” he interrupted, “I would. I’ve been thinking about this for a long time. Too long.”
With a quick maneuver he thumbed open the button on her jeans. She heard the clickety-click of her zipper ratcheting down as he inserted the tips of his fingers under her panty line. His other hand was on her lower back, encouraging her to enjoy.
“Oh God!” she murmured, shaking her head at him. There was no way she could go in there with him, she couldn’t risk it. “The ladies would hear, they’ll know,” she blurted, grasping for her last defense.
“We know how to keep it secret…we did for long enough.” He whispered the words against her ear, his breath warm on her skin, making her wild. Her hips arched to his over their own accord. Then he ducked and his hand was under her thigh, lifting her foot from the floor.
She grabbed his shoulders and clutched at him while he shoved his hand up and down inside her panties. “You bastard, I haven’t had sex in a long time. That’s the only reason I’m allowing you to touch me.”
“The need for random sex, is that all it is?” He grinned, flashing his teeth at her. He hadn’t forgotten how easily he could push her buttons, even while she tried to forget.
She attempted to still her erratic breathing. She was giving herself away here and she hated it.
He bent his head and brushed his mouth over hers.
“Don’t tease me, Sean, please,” she begged.
“I’m not teasing you, believe me.” He shifted bodily, moving against her so she could feel the hard length of his erection through their clothing. “I came straight here the moment I got out of jail because I couldn’t stop thinking about you. More than anything in this world I wanted to hold you again Rowan…to be inside you again.”
Her breath caught. Hot need barreled through her.
“I came here because I want to be with you…to fuck you slowly, hard then soft... just the way you like it. I’ve been thinking about it all the time, every minute of every day. I want to watch you while I make you come.”
She whimpered.
“Don’t fight it. We can’t talk until we do it, you know that and so do I. And I want that too…”
Did he? Really? Her resistance was faltering by the moment.