Reconnecting
In her bedroom, Zorah was making small nervous circles as she paced. After they’d discussed how to put Ippocrate off kilter, Keturah nervously came into the office.
Keturah wasn’t keen on being torn a new one in front of her and asked if she could talk to Icaro alone. Icaro and Keturah went for a walk in the garden while Orlando and Chester started discussing how to move forward with relocating Ippocrate. Zorah decided she needed a minute to herself.
Now though, alone in her room, her mind was running back to the conversation with her mother and her frustration. Even with saying all she said, she realized there was infinitely more she wanted to express. Her mother’s lack of remorse, easy acceptance of Chester in her life and the fact the only thing her mother really wanted was Zorah’s money, were weighing heavy on her mind.
“What has you chewing your nails and burning holes in the rug with your pacing?” Icaro’s low voice called from the door.
She looked up, realizing her thumbnail was indeed in her mouth and grimaced. “I’m angry again.”
“At?”
“My mother. She was so,” she bunched her fists and stomped her foot, “frustratingly annoying! How could she be so bloody cold!”
“I have known her a long time, Zorah and she’s always been a different breed of woman. There was a reason your grandparents worried about her.”
“I don’t get her though.” Zorah flung herself onto the bed and sprawled her arms wide. “She could have told the truth, and I bet my father and his family would have taken me. She could have lived a life without me in her way. Instead, she lied and stalked some other guy and falsely insisted I was his.”
“The other guy was loaded, Zorah. He could give her things Chester never could have. It’s very clear.”
“Okay, but after the other guy was dead and gone.”
“Well then she was so far into her lie what could she do?” Icaro moved to lay down beside her on the bed. “You were right though.”
“About?”
“You and your father have eyes which are near identical. There is no way she didn’t know. It’s kind of creeping me out to know the eyes which I fell in love with at first glance so many years ago are replicas of a man’s eyes.”
She punched his arm as he laughed. “Are you saying you no longer wish to stare into my eyes?”
“No but your father may need to wear sunglasses when we’re together.” He chuckled as he rolled to his side and brushed her hair off her cheek, “damn I missed you beautiful.”
“I missed you too.”
“Can I kiss you?”
“I’m kind of sad you haven’t already. I half expected you would have simply carted me off to a room and had your wicked way with me after all this time apart.”
He pulled her so she was on her side, and he hooked his leg over her hip, drawing her closer to him. “I don’t think I’ll be able to have sex with you in your father’s house. Did you know he’s really good with spy gear? Orlando made a comment about Chester being capable of discerning the type of flies fucking in a room six houses away with nothing more than recording device pointed in the direction of the wings.”
She giggled as she snuggled against him, “how about making out then? I would very much like you to kiss me, Icaro. Please.”
His groan of approval at her pleading caused her skin to erupt with goosebumps as he dug his long fingers into her hair and pulled her to his lips. It had been too long since she’d tasted his kiss and as he took his time savoring the sweetness of her, Zorah held onto the cotton of his dress shirt, bunching it in her fists.
As he deepened the kiss, forcing her onto her back and covering her body with his heavy frame she slid her hands up his chest to wind around his neck. Her head tilted and twisted back and forth as the heat of their breath steamed the air. His tongue dove deep, swirling around her heat as he partook in the kiss he’d been longing for.
When his lips broke from hers, allowing her finally to catch some breath, his mouth trailed along her jaw to the silky column of her throat. Wrapping her hair in his fist he pulled her head sideways allowing him full access to the length of her neck and he took his sweet time covering her in love bites.
The weight of his erection pressing against her thigh made her mewl needily and she tried to shimmy her body lower to rub against him, but he merely pinned her hands over her head and held her firmly in place. His fingers slipped under the hem of her shirt and reached her bra to toy with her nipples while he continued licking and sucking at her neck and collar. She arched her back up as he pinched her, and she cried into the quiet of the room.
“Icaro, it’s been too long. Please.”
“Shh,” he whispered against her skin. “Do you want me to make you feel good?”
“Yes. Please. Icaro. I’ve been dreaming of you all week. I need you.”
“Then let me give you some relief,” he promised as his head lowered to the breast he’d uncovered by pushing her shirt to her neck and drawing her out of her bra and deep into his mouth. His hand slipped into the waistband of her jeans after unzipping her and his muttered grunt of how wet she was, floated around her.
His fingers slid along her fold, parting her and with a finesse she knew came from the time he’d spent studying her body, not nearly enough times, he found her most sensitive spot and drew his fingers around it, bringing it to attention.
Zorah’s hands in his hair, clasping Icaro to her chest, she felt her body tense as the rush of her husband’s touch sent her into a frenzy, her hips bucking spastically under his palm. His mouth moved against to cover hers and she cried real tears as he kissed her lovingly.
“My love, why are you crying? Coming should feel good.”
“I’m crying because I never want this to end. I needed to go away to realize what I wanted and now you’re here and it’s all I want. You are all I want.” She stared into the beautiful blue eyes of the man she was falling for and watched as he tenderly kissed her tears away.
“I am very happy to hear this, my love. We will have all the time in the world to make our promises to one another. Right now, though, I would like to hold you some more, perhaps kiss you some and maybe a bit more of this making out. I am unsure how long we will be away tonight but once this is done, we’ll go home. Together.”
“I would like this very much, Icaro. Let’s go home. Together.”
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