“It's been almost two weeks, Colt.” I shake my head, while my fingers pinch the collar on my T-shirt, and I fluff the material away from my body. “When is anything going to happen? I can’t just stay here and do nothing.”
Colt’s gaze travels over my body while I pace around the living room. He watches every move I make, and it feels like he’s trying to read what is going on inside my mind by just looking at me.
“Stop doing that,” I groan.
“You’re putting on such a lovely show.” He grins at me and trails his fingers over his lips.
“Colt, I’m serious. I’m going stir-crazy. My chest feels heavy. I’m irritated, I?—”
“Need to come,” he supplies, and his words have the desired effect. I stop moving and my insides turn to liquid fire. My legs strain not to rub together to soothe the ache he created with just three words. Holy shit. Who just says things like that? And to their ex of all people.
Eyes blazing, I give him my full attention. “I need you to make a fucking move on the bad guy so I can go back to my normal life. So I can go more than five feet outside. Go to the grocery store. Or shit, get a drink at the bar to drown all these feelings I have.”
“Lyric, I’m working on it.” He walks toward me, and I can’t look away from the intensity and hunger in his eyes. “Every day we do surveillance to make sure he hasn’t stepped into town. Jester is using all his resources within different law enforcement agencies to see if they have anything on him or his family. Keeping you here is keeping you safe. I get that you’re going stir-crazy and you have some pent-up energy, that I’m more than happy to help you relieve by the way, but no, you can’t leave.”
I’m breathing hard when he’s done laying out what I already know to be true. My brain can process the logical part of what is happening. I know I’m safe here, but I’m here with Colt and all my memories, the old feelings, all of the sweet things he’s been doing for me, and his dirty mouth. And let's not mention the fact that he’s always walking around half-naked.
Colt stands in front of me and his hands reach up to cradle my face, forcing me to look at him. “Let me give you what you really need, baby. Let me touch you and make us both feel better.”
I suck in air and try to twist away, but he’s holding me tight. “You know why we can’t. I can’t. I forgive you but can’t forget how it felt. I’ve told you I’m not that girl anymore; we don’t know each other anymore.”
“You are her. You’re also this new, fiery, dedicated, smart, sexy boss of a woman that drives me crazy. You are my past and present. Getting to know who you are now is more than I could ever have dreamed, Lyric. I’m still me. I made the worst mistake of my life ten years ago and I’ve regretted it ever since. You’re also seeing who I am now, and the man I want to continue being for you in the future.” He touches his forehead to mine, bringing his body closer until I can feel every ridge and divot of his frame against mine. Even after all of these years, we still fit together perfectly.
“Let me go, Colt.” I’m practically begging him, even as my fingers clutch him to me.
“I can’t let this go. I can’t let you go again, Lyric. I’ve lived without you for ten years. I thought I was fine, I thought I was surviving, but that’s just it. I was surviving, not living. That night when I found you was the first time in years that my heart beat with life again. I know I was an idiot. I know I fucked up. I will do anything to make it up to you. If it takes weeks, months or years, I’ll be here. I never stopped loving you, Lyric. And I’m the biggest ass for letting you go.” Colt’s words strike chords deep in my soul, strumming my organs to life with each one. His fingers tilt my face up, until I can feel the warmth of his lips on mine.
“Colt,” I say, his name a plea on my lips, and my heart flutters in my chest.Please don’t stop. Please let me go. Please don’t hurt me. Please don’t leave.
Our gazes hold, and I read the determination in his eyes. His will to fight against any barrier I attempt to erect. It pisses me off. I should be more annoyed. Instead, my body melts into him further, silently giving him what he’s asking. Colt’s lips fall on mine, gentle yet rough in the way he pushes and takes. My hands flutter against his shoulders, my fingers sinking into his warm skin. He makes a noise between a growl and a groan before his arms circle my waist and bring my chest flush against his.Memories of us, of the many thousands of kisses we’ve shared, flood my mind and drown out any doubts I have in this moment. We’re just Colt and Lyric. I kiss him back just as hungrily, soaking up this time with him, and having no idea where to go from here. It just feels right.
Sensing my submission to the electric chemistry that has always been between us, Colt’s hands slide down my back to my thighs before he lifts me off the ground. My legs circle his waist and my arms sling around his neck, holding on to him. My back meets the wall and all I can feel is him between my legs while he grinds into me, his cock rubbing against my clit. I moan from the feeling and tangle my fingers in his hair.
“Fuck, you feel so good. I’ve missed this. I’ve missed you,” he tells me while trailing kisses down my neck and over my collarbone. “Tell me you want me, baby. Tell me you want this.”
I moan again when he licks my neck, and my legs squeeze him harder. “I want you.”
As soon as the words are out of my mouth, he drags me from the wall and back up the stairs to the room I’ve been staying in. I have no idea how he has the strength right now to carry me up there, but I’m not going to question it. My legs spread around him as he comes down on top of me on the bed. His hands land on either side of my head, holding his body above mine. I don’t want space; I want to feel him everywhere.
He leans down and kisses me, his free hand cradling my face while his tongue strokes mine, teasing and tasting me. I rock my hips into his, needing to get more friction and pressure against my clit. Colt chuckles at the desperate sounds coming from me before pushing himself up, his legs straddling my waist. His fingers hook on the material of my shirt and he lifts up. My torso bends and moves to help him until it is over my head, and he throws it on the floor. My leggings and underwear are next and soon I’m completely bare to his gaze.
Colt’s eyes trail down my body, his tongue trailing over his bottom lip. My chest flushes under his perusal. My body has definitely changed in the past ten years. My breasts are fuller, my stomach is less toned and softer, and my hips flare out to thicker thighs. I never worried about it or thought about the differences until now. My hands move to self-consciously cover myself, but Colt is faster. His hands catch mine and he brings them to my sides.
“Don’t fucking dare cover yourself from me, Lyric.” His voice is gravely and my gaze meets his. He looks fucking starving. “Been waiting for this, for you. You’re beautiful, baby.”
My breath stutters and my hand reaches for his forearm. “Kiss me,” I plead with him.
Colt moves off the bed and slides his jeans and underwear down, shuffling out of them. His cock springs free and my eyes widen. It’s thick, longer than I remember, and as he strokes it up and down with his palm, I start to wonder how it will fit inside me after all this time.
“I’ll make it fit, baby,” he answers my question out loud, his voice almost sounding pained.
“I need you.” I whimper in response to the way he’s watching me, memorizing everything about this moment.
Slowly, Colt crawls between my thighs, never taking his eyes off mine. I feel his breath hit my heated skin, and my pussy clenches with excitement. He wraps his hands around my thighs, opening them wider for his broad shoulders to settle between. I feel stretched, my legs draping over his shoulders, twisting around his neck, anything to bring his mouth closer to where I desperately need him.
“Still the most beautiful pussy,” he rasps right before I feel his tongue from my core to my clit in a long, delicious lick.
“Oh, god,” I moan, my hands reaching for the pillow above my head and grasping at sheets instead.
