can’t. I can’t—that phrase—repeats over and over again.
“Hallie, kiss me.” His voice has the tone of a command, but I can tell that I have a choice. He won’t force me, even though he’s threatened to. My gaze fixates on his mouth and I think about how much I want those lips and how desperate I am to taste his kiss.
The problem is that I don’t know if this will destroy everything I had with him before. I’m so afraid of losing the only good parts of my past that I’m paralyzed. I can’t move forward, but I can’t go back. Bryan rubs his thumb along my cheek and whispers, “One kiss, Hallie.”
The draw to him, to his lips, is impossible to resist. A kiss won’t change things, so I stop fighting it and lean in. My lips brush across his as he cups my face with his hands. It’s that light kiss from before, the one that makes me want so much more. By the time he pulls away, I’m gasping and trembling.
Bryan doesn’t release me, instead he leans close and kisses my cheek. Currents sizzle through me as I resist the urge to fall into his arms and let him have his way with me. Will it be like it was? That was so long ago. I’m not the same person anymore and neither is he. I’m lost in thought when he says, “Stop thinking.” He plants a kiss at the base of my neck and the thoughts blow away like leaves in the wind. My knees buckle and I fall against his firm chest.
Bryan’s lips sweep over my neck and are gone too soon. He steps back and takes all the air with him. I nearly stumble forward, but manage to right myself. I hate it when he does that. It make s me want more and suddenly I can see us together for a moment, our two bodies sliding against each other and covered in a sheen of sweat. I gasp at myself. I shouldn’t want this with him. He’s using me… but then his words bounce back in my mind. He wants me to use him. Can I do that?
Can this just be sex and nothing more? Bryan’s face is flus hed and he’s breathing hard. His eyes are hooded and that hot gaze is lingering on my breasts. “Strip for me, Hallie.”
I don’t want to do what he says, but my hands move without my consent and I peel off my top and shimmy out of my jeans after shucking my shoes. I’m standing there barefoot wearing nothing but my bra and panties, but that’s not good enough. “Lose all of it.” Bryan folds his arms across his chest and slips those beautiful eyes over my body before meeting my gaze. “I want you naked, now.”
Something about his voice reminds me of old times, but the look in his eyes is different. It’s as if he’s hungry for me, like he’ll never see me again. Reaching around to my back, I unhook my bra and let it slip away. The fabric falls to the floor at his feet as my pulse pounds harder. Every inch of me is tingling, wanting to be touched, but Bryan doesn’t move.
“Continue.” He says with a look of utter indifference.
I’m standing there wondering what the hell I’m doing. I could grab my clothes and run or give in. The logical part of my mind is telling me to run like hell, but I don’t. My feet stay glued before him, half naked. Bryan’s eyes lift from my breasts to meet my gaze. We watch each other as I make my decision. Memories of him fly by beneath my eyelids—kisses, touches, and things too intimate to do with anyone else—things carnal by nature. Bryan never judged me for that and in that moment, I want him so much that I can’t stand it. The pull to him is so intense, so illogical. The door behind me is unlocked and the windows aren’t shaded. Anyone could see me and yet, I don’t care.
I loved him once. It took so long to get over him.
You never got over him , the voice in my head chides.
Just breathe. My thumbs hook into the sides of my panties and I slip them past my hips and down my thighs. I loop the little lacy fabric over my foot and step toward Bryan, handing them to him the way I’d done in the past. He hides his emotions, but acts the way
“Hallie, kiss me.” His voice has the tone of a command, but I can tell that I have a choice. He won’t force me, even though he’s threatened to. My gaze fixates on his mouth and I think about how much I want those lips and how desperate I am to taste his kiss.
The problem is that I don’t know if this will destroy everything I had with him before. I’m so afraid of losing the only good parts of my past that I’m paralyzed. I can’t move forward, but I can’t go back. Bryan rubs his thumb along my cheek and whispers, “One kiss, Hallie.”
The draw to him, to his lips, is impossible to resist. A kiss won’t change things, so I stop fighting it and lean in. My lips brush across his as he cups my face with his hands. It’s that light kiss from before, the one that makes me want so much more. By the time he pulls away, I’m gasping and trembling.
Bryan doesn’t release me, instead he leans close and kisses my cheek. Currents sizzle through me as I resist the urge to fall into his arms and let him have his way with me. Will it be like it was? That was so long ago. I’m not the same person anymore and neither is he. I’m lost in thought when he says, “Stop thinking.” He plants a kiss at the base of my neck and the thoughts blow away like leaves in the wind. My knees buckle and I fall against his firm chest.
Bryan’s lips sweep over my neck and are gone too soon. He steps back and takes all the air with him. I nearly stumble forward, but manage to right myself. I hate it when he does that. It make s me want more and suddenly I can see us together for a moment, our two bodies sliding against each other and covered in a sheen of sweat. I gasp at myself. I shouldn’t want this with him. He’s using me… but then his words bounce back in my mind. He wants me to use him. Can I do that?
Can this just be sex and nothing more? Bryan’s face is flus hed and he’s breathing hard. His eyes are hooded and that hot gaze is lingering on my breasts. “Strip for me, Hallie.”
I don’t want to do what he says, but my hands move without my consent and I peel off my top and shimmy out of my jeans after shucking my shoes. I’m standing there barefoot wearing nothing but my bra and panties, but that’s not good enough. “Lose all of it.” Bryan folds his arms across his chest and slips those beautiful eyes over my body before meeting my gaze. “I want you naked, now.”
Something about his voice reminds me of old times, but the look in his eyes is different. It’s as if he’s hungry for me, like he’ll never see me again. Reaching around to my back, I unhook my bra and let it slip away. The fabric falls to the floor at his feet as my pulse pounds harder. Every inch of me is tingling, wanting to be touched, but Bryan doesn’t move.
“Continue.” He says with a look of utter indifference.
I’m standing there wondering what the hell I’m doing. I could grab my clothes and run or give in. The logical part of my mind is telling me to run like hell, but I don’t. My feet stay glued before him, half naked. Bryan’s eyes lift from my breasts to meet my gaze. We watch each other as I make my decision. Memories of him fly by beneath my eyelids—kisses, touches, and things too intimate to do with anyone else—things carnal by nature. Bryan never judged me for that and in that moment, I want him so much that I can’t stand it. The pull to him is so intense, so illogical. The door behind me is unlocked and the windows aren’t shaded. Anyone could see me and yet, I don’t care.
I loved him once. It took so long to get over him.
You never got over him , the voice in my head chides.
Just breathe. My thumbs hook into the sides of my panties and I slip them past my hips and down my thighs. I loop the little lacy fabric over my foot and step toward Bryan, handing them to him the way I’d done in the past. He hides his emotions, but acts the way
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