Page 8 of Ignite
Taking a chance that she wouldn’t stop me, I stepped behind her and placed my hands on her hips. My fingers pressed into her skin just above the edge of her belt and pulled her body toward me. I felt her resistance fade away as our bodies touched. Unable to hold back, I rotated her body and lowered my head, pressing my lips to hers. The softness of her lips against mine nearly drove me wild. But I pulled back and looked at her, taking a moment to breathe. Her lips looked soft and inviting, and the desire to kiss her overwhelmed me again. I pressed into her again, this time harder than before, until our tongues danced together. Her body was warm against mine, each of us yielding to the other in complete surrender. Her skin felt scalding hot against mine. We broke away from each other, gasping for breath like we had been in the sun all day without water.
When her eyes met mine, I became completely helpless with desire. “We can’t do this.” Yet, before she could say anything else, I tightened my hold on her waist and lifted her onto the counter.
“Please, Kenzi, don’t ask me to stop,” I whispered as I gently tugged on her earlobe. “You have no idea how hard it has been not being able to touch you.”
After a few seconds of silence, she surprised me by wrapping her arms around my neck and kissing me. Deeply. Her advance signaled her desire for me as well. I wanted to take my time with her, but given our location, it would have to be quick. This wasn’t how I wanted our reunion to happen. As soon as we got back to her apartment, I would make it up to her by worshipping every inch of her body like she deserved.
I quickly unbuttoned her blouse while she worked the buckle on my belt. Before she lowered my jeans and boxers any further, I held her in place with one hand, while I dipped my other hand inside the front pocket of my jeans. With the condom in hand, I tore it open with my teeth and applied it to my cock, which was already trembling from the anticipation of burying it deep inside her. Quickly, with one movement, I lifted her off the counter, lowered her trousers, and slid them down her silky legs until they fell to the floor. Pushing her lacy panties to the side, I touched my dick to her pussy, applying a little pressure until the head breached her opening. Her moans of pleasure filled the small space as I pressed my hips forward, filling her to the hilt. Our eyes locked, and we gazed at each other for a few moments as my cock throbbed inside of her, trying to reach its fill of her juices. We moved slowly at first, taking our time to enjoy the moment. Her inner muscles slowly squeezed and released, working my cock like an oiled piston. She moaned loudly, as if we were teenagers again, as if we were fumbling through an awkward first time. She moaned like she was filled with longing, like she had been wanting me for years and not just for a moment. Thick beads of sweat broke out on my forehead and I found myself moving faster, pounding into her harder than I had ever done before because it had been too long for both of us.
A knock came at the door, echoing through the bathroom, fast and forceful. “Hey, there are women out here who need to use the bathroom to actually pee.”
Kenzi and I froze, our bodies tense and our emotions high. We had been caught making out in the bathroom at a restaurant by a couple of women. They were yelling at us, telling us that the bathroom was not a sex toy. Our minds raced as we tried to think of an excuse or apology. After a few moments of silence, Kenzi leaned in and kissed me again. For her love, I would go through anything. Once we got back to Kenzi’s apartment, I was definitely going to worship her, uninterrupted.
~7~
Kenzi
I could hardly eat a bite during dinner. All I could think about was what took place in the bathroom and the looks on the three women who were standing on the other side of the door—more than pissed. I tried to apologize to them, but they wanted nothing to do with it.
Suddenly, I was flooded with images of Axe and me sleeping in the same bed, driving around in his car, going on dates and holding hands. Despite all our talks about never being together again and “just being friends,” reality came crashing in. We would never be just friends. Once upon a time we were in love and maybe we could be again. As quickly as the thought entered, reality set in. What had happened between Axe and me only moments ago in the bathroom should never have happened. I opened up a part of myself I wasn't ready to share with another man, let alone Axe.What was I thinking?Everything that Axe and I had rushed back to me and I knew what I had to do. I was going to keep things light, casual, and simple—no strings attached. I promised myself that I was done with men.Who was I fooling?In the span of a few minutes, everything that Axe and I once shared came back to me. Never mind the fact that he betrayed me and lied to me. I still wanted him. At least, my heart said I did.
The ride back to my apartment was uncomfortable, but not as uncomfortable as when we entered my apartment. I wasn’t the only one at a loss for words. Instead of making the situation between us unpleasant, I avoided a confrontation with him by heading to my bedroom and locking myself inside.
I leaned my head against the door and closed my eyes. I took a deep breath, preparing myself for the confrontation that I knew was waiting for me on the other side of the wooden barrier. Axe wouldn't let what happened between us slide. I had to prepare myself for what was bound to be a harsh conversation. One way or the other, I had to talk to him.
Standing pressed against the door with no sound other than my breath, I pulled my blouse over my head, stepped out of my heels, and kicked them away. The scent of Axe still clung to my skin, and I knew I needed to get rid of it before facing him. I needed to wash away everything he had done to me. Even if I washed a million times, I wasn’t sure I would ever get his masculine scent off me. His cologne was like a trump card, the ultimate weapon in his arsenal of seduction. It conjured thoughts of touching him again under the spray. Would he smell as good all over as he did when I kissed his neck, or ran my hand through his hair? My hands longed to find out for myself, but I would not give in that easily. If he was going to play this game, then so was I. Once I faced him, ground rules needed to be set. The only way to win this game was to let him know that he needed to keep his distance. It would be easier said than done, especially since I wasn’t sure I could do the same. I could ask him to get a room at a hotel, but I would be wasting my breath.
The hot water felt good against my skin as I lathered my bath sponge with body wash until it was dripping with suds and bubbles. As I pressed the sponge to my skin, I wished I could wash away my thoughts just as easily. I felt the pressure and heat of his hands on me, and it made me catch my breath. Even when I closed my eyes, the only thing I saw was Axe. He was in front of me, his body stronger than steel against mine, pinning me against the wall while he put his mouth on mine and kissed me until there were fireworks behind my eyes.
The steam from the hot water fogged the glass, shutting out the rest of the world.The welcoming heat couldn’t muffle the sounds of my inner demons raising havoc on my mind. I focused on silencing them. They were in my head and nowhere else, or so I thought. When I opened my eyes, Axe stood before me outside the opened shower door.Had he been her all along?At that moment, it didn’t matter how he got in. I couldn’t take my eyes off him. His blue eyes were ablaze with passion. They pulled me into his soul, and I lost the strength to break free from their hold. He stepped closer, and I lost myself in his eyes as they held me captive. He was gorgeous. His shoulders were broad, strong, and angled, with muscles layered with even more muscles. His chest was a rock wall that tapered down to flat planes of stomach muscle, which tapered down further still to the thick trail of dark hair leading down to his semi-hard erection.
I stood frozen, watching him enter the shower. His eyes met mine, and I couldn’t look away. When he lowered his mouth to mine, the spell he cast in my head was broken, and I gave into his kiss. Axe’s large hands smoothed along my back. My hands traveled over his shoulders before finally moving to his cheek. With our eyes glued to one another, Axe parted his lips. “Please don’t shut me out.”
Longing filled me. I longed for him. I longed for his touch and his kiss and his love. In one scoop, Axe lifted me from the tile floor, bringing us face to face. It was then that I realized I still loved him. Even after everything he had done to us, I would rather be with him than without. “Just love me, Axe. I’m tired of hurting.”
The passion between us was undeniable. Axe kissed me once again as he slowly entered my warmth. The walls of my cavern pulsed around him, always ready for him to enter. Like a security blanket, I clutched his shoulders and allowed our pain to be buried in one another.
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I had overslept and was already late for work. While I made a quick call to Burt, letting him know I would be late, Axe got dressed and headed out to the nearest Starbucks. As I got dressed, I couldn’t help but play back last night in my head. There was no denying that Axe and I belonged together. I could no longer fight against what my heart wanted. “Follow your heart.A woman must have come up with that,”I thought to myself.
Putting the final touch of gloss on my lips, I took a quick scan of my appearance in the full-length mirror before leaving the bedroom. When I entered the living area, the front door opened. With two Americana coffees and a small paper bag in hand, Axe looked up, giving me one of his brilliant smiles. “I got you a pastry since I didn’t have time to make breakfast.”
Taking the paper bag from him, I peeked inside and caught a glimpse of a fluffy yellow pastry. “Chocolate-filled croissants are your favorite,” Axe said. His accent sounded bouncy, like he was laughing when he said it.
Axe remembered how much I loved these. Without hesitation, I snatched the pastry from the bag and took a bite. The taste of chocolate, sugar, and butter danced across my tongue. I closed my eyes for a moment to enjoy the flavor. The flaky shell shattered on my tongue as the warm, creamy chocolate filling pushed against my teeth and filled my mouth with sweetness. The three tastes blended together to envelop my mouth in a symphony of flavors. This was the fruit of love and labor.
“Mmm. I think I’ve died and gone to heaven.” I mumbled between bites.
Laughing, Axe shook his head. “We’d better get going. The sounds you’re making are giving me ideas that will make you even later for work.”
I shoved the last bite into my mouth. My eyes flitted around the room until I settled on the large coffee that was being handed to me. I blew on it a few times before greedily taking a sip. My tongue played tag with the lip of the lid as I listened to Axe. I would have loved to jump on Axe’s idea, but he was right. I couldn’t afford to be any later than I was.
“Let me grab my purse.” My head was still turned as I reached for my purse. I didn’t have time to react before I felt a hand grab mine.
“Wait,” he said in a low voice. His other hand gripped my wrist and held it, stopping me from moving. At first, he brushed his lips against mine softly, then more deeply. He pressed his hands against my waist, locking me in place and taking hold of my lower lip with his teeth. He bit down gently, as if gently testing the waters, then pulled back and looked into my eyes. “You have chocolate on your lip.”
God, how I wished I had another hour to spare. Feeling self-conscious, I swiped my tongue across my lips before placing my index finger on my lower lip to wipe away the extra moisture.
