Avoiding Responsibility (Avoiding #2)(60)
"No I don't think so either," Ramsey said warily eyeing her.
"Then we don't even need to have this discussion," she said effectively cutting off the conversation. She had more to think about before being able to talk to Ramsey further about Jack. She knew she needed to figure out what she was doing with Ramsey first. Ramsey was the priority. He was the one she had been with for the last year and the one that she had left in Atlanta for the past month without contact. Sure he had called, but she had ignored his advances. She had needed time and now that she had had that she was ready to move forward. She wanted to know what was really going to happen between them. If everything they had gone through for the past year had been for nothing.
"Anyway, where are Brad and Jason?" Lexi asked realizing for the first time that she hadn't heard them yet.
"They're moving out," he told her.
Her mouth gaped open. "What?"
"Yeah," he told her. She noticed that for a split second his eyes stormed over and his face seemed sad, but then it was gone. She wasn't even sure if she had actually seen the look though. When he looked back at her, he seemed perfectly restrained.
"Why would they move out?"
"I just needed my space," he told her vaguely.
"But when did this happen? When did you decide?" she asked him unable to fathom the concept of him living alone. "I was here just a month ago."
"The decision was made a little over a month ago. They left this week," he told her.
"So you knew when I was here?" she asked surprised. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"There was a lot going on," he said looking at her pointedly. "I wanted to let you know, but then you were gone."
"So we're alone?" she questioned him still attempting to comprehend the fact that she was here without the ever present disturbances, interruptions, and friendly banter that his roommates typically generated.
His smile grew at her question. "We're very alone right now," he told her stepping closer in her personal space.
She remembered the familiar dance they played in and out of her personal bubble and couldn't keep a smile from creeping onto her face. A habitual trait that she had once so detested now made her giggle with shared memories. She hadn't actually intended for her question to come out so guttural and deeply sexual, but when his piercing green eyes gazed longingly into her own she couldn't help but feel desire for him.
It had been a very long month, and despite one interruption which she wished she wouldn't think about at this point in time, she hadn't had any physical contact. She could feel her lower half warming as his eyes crawled her body. He hadn't even reached forward to touch her but she could feel her lips parting in anticipation. She swallowed hard before releasing a quick pant at the sexual tension that was palpable between them.
When his hand reached out and gently rested on her hip bone, she shuddered at the feel of him taking an involuntary step into him. His hand did nothing more than stroke a circle into her exposed flesh, but she could see that he wanted more. He desperately wanted more. And he wasn't the only one.
His other hand reached up and lightly tilted her chin up to allow full access to her face. She instinctively licked her lips as she continued to desirously gaze into his gorgeous face. His mouth came down upon her lips gently at first just testing the waters. After a few seconds of soft, gentle lip locks, his tongue darted in between her lips and met her own. As their kiss became more feverish, the hand that had been resting on her hip, gripped her waist, and pulled her flush against his chest. Lexi's arms moved up and around his neck holding onto him as she allowed him to kiss the breath out of her.
Warning signs should have been going off that she needed to slow down. She had just been having inappropriate thoughts about Jack along with what she had to go through with Ramsey to make everything right between them. Not to mention the fact that she had just been thinking about her Mystery Man only seconds before Ramsey had kissed her. Her life was so complicated and all she wanted to do was enjoy this moment.
It was so nice just to feel Ramsey's lips press against her own and feel his rock hard body so close. His hand moved from her face down to her hip. He trailed his thumb along the inside of her shorts, and she shivered at his encouraging touch. When he reached the button on her pants, he expertly pulled it free of its enclosure before pushing the zipper down. She gasped against his mouth when he hooked his finger under the elastic of her thong and snapped the fabric gently back against her skin.
Just when she realized she was enjoying his teasing caresses a bit too much, he reached his hands back and grabbed her ass firmly in both his hands hoisting her effortlessly off the ground. She broke contact with his lips as she circled her legs around his torso for support. His eyes blazed with desire as she looked into the green orbs. She could feel her own passion rising at the feel of him through the thin material of his pants. A blush crept onto her cheeks at the intimacy of the position and her inability to keep from panting with desire.
Her body was torn between launching herself at him further, stripping their clothes off, and staying in the rest of the night having hot, wild, passionate sex and backing away and taking things slowly. She had never been good at taking things slow, and she wanted him.
He set her down against the hard wood kitchen table they had been positioned in front of and smiled devilishly before recapturing her lips. She groaned as his hand reached under her thin tank top to caress her breast, and she pushed her pelvis further against him. No words were necessary as their craving for each other mounted. His hands were seemingly everywhere taking in every inch of her body as if he couldn't get enough of her.