“How about that kiss?”
Lifting his head, his lips touch mine and a fire ignites, blazing through my body, burning straight to my core. The kiss doesn’t end quickly. One hand tangles in my hair as the other squeezes my ass. Pushing my hips forward, I press into his growing erection. A moan escapes us both.
With a grip tight on my neck, I feel his arm wrap around me. I’m flipped to my side, his mouth ravaging mine. A calloused hand slips beneath my shirt, caressing up my side, resting just below my bra.
Under my hand, I feel his erection and work to unbutton and unzip his jeans. With the material aside, I slide my hand into his boxer briefs and stroke him. His moan fills my mouth.
“Alex—”
“Ssh.” Placing my finger to his lips, I stop his words. Pulling out his erection, I lower myself, taking him into my mouth. Turning onto his back, his fingers wind through my hair.
“You sure about this?” he asks, his tone so caring it turns me on more.
I answer by putting him to the back of my throat.
“Fuuck, you feel so good.”
He practically purrs through my passionate sucking. Hand in my hair, he fists it tight, moving his hand and arm with my head. Blue eyes watch me take him in and out of my mouth, filling with a carnal desire, making me wet with need. Fingers wrapped around his base, I lick and suck, taking him deep. Warm cum fills my mouth as he moans through his orgasm. As my tongue licks the tip of him clean, he lets out a breath of satisfaction.
Pulling me to him, he looks me in the eyes, a mixture of emotions cross over his face. Caressing my waist, he plays with the top of my jeans.
“Can I make you feel as good as you just made me?”
“Yes, always yes,” I whisper.
Taking his hand, I place it into my jeans. His mouth tilts into a satisfied smile, finding me completely wet for him. Sliding his hand out, he unbuttons my jeans, then tugs them off my hips.
“Sit on my lap,” he instructs.
His expression is wicked as he watches me remove my jeans and underwear and slide onto his lap. With my back to his chest, he kisses along my neck and shoulder, sending an arousing sensation throughout my body. Lost in his kisses, I don’t notice his hand wrap around me until his touch centers between my legs.
My breath catches as he slides two fingers into me. With his other hand, he winds my hair around his fist and tugs my head back. Warm lips burn a trail across my neck and shoulder as his fingers work me into a moaning, aching, and pleading woman eager for release. When my orgasm sweeps over my body his warm lips feather my ear.
“You’re beautiful when you come.” Turning to face him, he kisses me deep, still caressing between my legs. “I don’t want to stop touching you. You feel perfect in my hands.”
“I don’t want you to stop either. I love the way you make me feel.”
“Is this how it’s always been between us?”
“Yes.” Strong fingers caress my head, tugging my hair, sending a ripple of pleasure through me.
“I want more. So much more of you.” His lips feather mine, teasing me.
My hands caress him everywhere, running through his hair, down his neck, touching his muscled shoulders and chest.
“I want to be with you. I want to feel you inside me.”
“Fuck, Alex, I’ve thought of being inside you. I feel like a bastard for saying so, but it’s true. I’ve imagined you riding me, coming all over my cock.”
“I’ve thought about it too.” Taking him in my hand, I stroke him with a fierce need.
His head drops, a groan escaping him as he shakes his head. “How is it you’ve stolen so much of my thoughts when I barely know you?”
My head falls back as his thumb moves over my clit. “I don’t know. Maybe there’s a part of you that remembers.”
“Maybe.” Holding me close to him, his kiss is rough and dominant. My body responds willingly to his demand for control. “I feel like I should be gentle with you, but you make me wild. I want to spend the night exploring you, touching you, tasting you, but it’s not the right time or place for it.” Tilting his head back, his eyes pinch closed. “You’re making it so hard not to.”
My stroking eases. “I’ll stop…for tonight.”
Beautiful blue eyes penetrate me deeply, giving me a hint of the Carter I know. Brushing my hair behind my ear, he caresses my cheek. Between my legs, he stills, resting his hand on my inner thigh.
“I want to do it right. I want to make new memories with you, earn your love and trust. I want to make love to you knowing it’s me, the man I am now that you want. I don’t want to take advantage of you because you already love me.”
My forehead rests against his. “You’re already making it happen. Tonight, the way you’ve made me feel, the things you’ve said. I want the same things. I want to feel your love again.”
CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
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ALEX
My eyelids flutter open at the caress of fingers tracing the shape of my curves. Giving sensuous kisses, his lips leave a sheen of moisture along my neck and shoulder. Fully waking from sleep, I move my body, wiggling closer, putting my back to his chest. Lacing his fingers with mine, he places our arms together around me. A firm erection presses into my backside, rousing me completely out of my sleep as my body tingles with want.
“Good morning, beautiful.”
Hearing those familiar words affects me more than I want to show. Moisture fills my eyes, and I bite into my lip, fighting the emotions sweeping over me.
“Good morning, handsome.”
Turning in his arms, I face him, staring into the swirls of his blue irises. He stares back, admiring me, studying my face like I am his. Leaning forward, he kisses me, and we both pull back smiling.
“Does last night mean I’m officially your new girlfriend?”
Playing with the end of my shirt, he raises it, brushing his fingers affectionately across my skin.
“Yes, I want you to be my girlfriend. I don’t want you to date any other men. I want you all to myself. I want to give us a chance.”
“I don’t want any other men. I only want you.”
“This ex of yours that I fought with, is that over?”
Hearing the concern in his voice tugs at my heart.
“It’s been over for a long time. I didn’t realize that right away and I regret it. I told him I chose you. That’s what made him flip out and shove me into my coffee table.”
“I can imagine how upset I would’ve been. Hearing it now upsets me.”
“You hid it well that day. I didn’t know the extent of your anger.”
“I shouldn’t have hid it from you.”
“It’s okay.” Touching his hair, I run my fingers down his neck and shoulder, caressing him lovingly. “Don’t feel bad about things you don’t remember. I’m sure you had your reasons.”
Tugging at my hip, he pulls me closer, kissing me.
At the end of our kiss, I rest my head against his chest and arm. The distinct scent of his cologne mingles with his natural masculinity. With each breath, my body relaxes, feeling at home in his arms. My mind clears as his fingers brush through my hair, tugging at the ends, sending a pleasured sensation throughout my body.
“Are you free on Tuesday night?”
“I am.”
“Good. Sandy is having a family dinner. They have them every month. I’d like to take you.”
A smile forces its way to my lips. “I’d love to go.”
“Have you been with me before?”
“I have.”
His chest vibrates beneath my cheek as he chuckles. “It’s humorous that my girlfriend will be more comfortable and familiar with my family than I will be.”
“For now. It won’t be long and everything that is new about us will become familiar to you.”
“I do like discovering new things about you.” Placing his free arm around me, he holds me against him.
“What have you learned so far
?” I kiss his chest and the pressure of his hand rubs along my back in response.
“You’re kind, caring, affectionate, passionate, beautiful, loyal. The list is growing, and I haven’t discovered anything that concerns me, which concerns me,” he laughs. “Each time we’ve spent together, you’ve left me wanting more of you. To be honest, not seeing you this week was rough. I got used to seeing you every other day. I thought you wanted space, maybe were going to stop coming around. That bothered me. I didn’t call you because I was working through my own feelings and what to do next, and truthfully, I didn’t know what to say. The last time I saw you, we left with things uncomfortable between us.”
Wrapping a leg around his thigh, we lay above the black and white comforter, joined together, tightly holding one another.
“I wanted to give you space to take care of the things you needed to. I was worried I was overwhelming you, maybe even coming on too strong.”
Our heads turn toward the sound of the bedroom door opening. Jane takes one glance at us, grins happily, then immediately closes the door. I giggle, and Carter kisses my forehead.
“I think she liked what she saw.”
“She did. She’s always wanted us together. She even played matchmaker, setting you up as my trainer, then arranged a party here so we could get to know each other better. We played a blindfolded coin search game. We were teammates. We had our first kiss at that party.”
“History is repeating itself. We had our first kiss here again.”
“Yes, we did,” I laugh. “Our second first kiss was even better.”
Tracing the curve of my ass, he squeezes it and I giggle.
“Maybe other second firsts will be even better.”
Leaning my head back, I see the lasciviousness in his eyes and it excites me.
“I have no doubt it will be.”
He thumbs my bottom lip, his gaze sensual as he leans in to kiss me.
“I have something else to tell you,” he shares, caressing along my side. “I haven’t told anyone else yet.”
Rubbing my hand along the top of his boxer briefs, I curiously await his news.
“What is it?”
“I’ve gained feeling in my right leg. Just a little, in my butt and thigh. It’s why walking is so painful. Before leaving the hospital, I couldn’t feel anything in my leg. Now I feel pain and some sensations.”
Raising on my elbow, I stare at him with I’m sure is an astonished expression. “Carter, this is amazing news.”
“I have an appointment with Doctor Keller on Wednesday to get checked out. He was happy to hear the news.”
“I am too, so happy.” With excitement coursing through me, I pull him in for a passionate kiss. He leans over me, laying me beneath him.
“It’s good we’re here at Jane and Kyle’s because if we weren’t, I don’t think I’d be able to keep from ravaging you.”
“Keep from ravaging are words I never want to hear,” I tease. “I want to be ravaged. Over and over.”
“In time beautiful, in time. This is hard for me too. I can’t help feeling like I’m taking advantage.”
“At some point, you’ll have to stop feeling that way.” My fingers tug at the band of his briefs.
“Until then, I’ll take my time exploring you.”
Lowering his head, he nibbles between my legs, pulling my panties between his teeth. The graze of his warm mouth sends a titillating sensation over my thighs and up my abdomen.
Please, yes. Explore.
CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
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CARTER
Sweat droplets form on my brow as I lift the weights over my chest for the last rep. I’ve discovered I like to work out, and thankfully, my spare room is a mini gym. I’ve been home for over a week, and every morning, I start my day with a workout, strengthening my upper body, and keeping up with Jeff’s at home stretches. Since being home, I’ve gone through all my things, hoping something would spark a memory. Nothing yet.
I can’t complain too much though. I’m adjusting to my home, family, and friends. Even though I felt like I was moving into another man’s house, I’ve found myself growing more comfortable here. I like my home, the style of furniture, and my clothes. Even more, I like Alex. Seeing her Saturday left me departing Sunday with a lightness in my chest. She’s a beautiful woman, clearly adores me, and so far, there isn’t anything about her I don’t like. I’m looking forward to the trip to Key West and spending the entire weekend with her, getting to know her better, and doing more exploring of her gorgeous body.
I need to give myself a pat on the back. She says I’m responsible for how toned she is. Thank you to my prior self, I appreciate your handy work. And it’s not just her body. Those stunning green eyes of hers—each time she looks at me with longing makes me want to rip off her pretty, lacy underwear and claim her as mine long into the night. I don’t get how this woman has made me this infatuated this quickly. It’s as strange to me as my memory loss. There has to be something about her my mind is remembering, or maybe, just maybe, our connection was that strong.
Either way, I’m glad I get to see her again today. She’s picking me up to go to my family’s dinner. I’m looking forward to that too. I’d like to get to know all of them better, especially Kevin. He’s a fun guy to be around.
Easing the weights down, I sit with my hands braced on the weight bench. Pushing against them, I raise myself into a standing position. The usual pain shoots up my hip and lower back. Grimacing, I reach for the cane Sandy got me and slowly walk to the shower. Each step is difficult because I can’t feel my foot, so I have to watch each step and tell my mind it’s there, I’m stable on it, and able to push off it to step again. I’m getting used to this way of walking, but I hope with all my heart that I can continue to improve.
I want Alex, I want to be the man in her life, but I don’t want her to see me as weak and unable to care for her. That’s something I won’t be able to handle. If I grow to love her, I’ll want to protect her, and how can I if I’m barely able to walk, let alone run, lift her in my arms, or knock a guy out who thinks he can steal my girl away? In my condition, he could. Another guy could flirt with her, dance with her, kiss her, pick her up in his arms, and walk off with her, and there’s nothing I could do about it. Just thinking of it locks my jaw. It’s an excruciating feeling of helplessness.
Turning the knob of the shower, I brace my weight against the bathroom wall and set the cane in the corner. Sitting on the toilet seat, I undress, and with careful movements, I get myself into the shower. Beneath the warm water, my back twitches and my muscles relax. Thoughts of Alex and our night together fill my mind. Chocolate hair brushes over my skin, and I remember the sensual gaze of her green eyes as she took me into her mouth.
Hand fisted, I urge the swell of my cock with each stroke. I want this woman in my bed. I want to feel what it’s like to be inside her, thrusting deep, feeling her legs tight around me as I come inside her. Mine. I want her to be all mine.
An image flashes quickly. Then another. My thoughts jumble and I struggle to focus, to make sense of the images.
Staring up at me, her desire is evident as she places her hand around my cock. Warm, her hands so warm, her tongue wet. Her pink lips soft as they surround me. My hand strokes her hair, her face.
The water takes my orgasm with it and the image fades. Inhaling a deep breath, I lean against the wall of my shower. The realization hits me hard and I focus on my breathing. A memory, a real fucking memory. Wiping my hand over my face, the emotion cuts me deep, overwhelming me. Tears moisten my eyes.
Alex.
***
—ALEX—
Entering my silver Audi, I close the door and start it up. On the drive to Carter’s house, I can’t help thinking about all that’s happened. I spent a week worrying Carter needed space, worrying I needed to back off. Maybe it was a good move because his response to seeing me Saturday was better than I expected. Spending the night with him wa
s incredible, but it was also strange for me. I felt like I was cheating on the old Carter with the new Carter.
When I told Jane this, she laughed at me and said I needed to stop thinking so much. She’s right. I’ve spent so much time thinking lately, I’m causing myself headaches. A reason for one of the headaches was created by a phone call to the investigator on Carter’s case. He said Todd was charged with attempted battery but bonded out of jail within twenty-four hours. Todd told the officer Carter punched him first, and he retaliated with his own punch but didn’t intend for Carter to trip and fall in front of the car.
The investigation is an open case while they wait to see if Carter gets his memory back as there are no other witnesses besides the driver to confirm or deny the altercation. Going on the driver’s statement alone, attempted battery is the appropriate charge. I’m not surprised Todd bailed out immediately. I also struggle with what to believe. Todd isn’t a violent man. The way he acted at my house wasn’t like him. I find it hard to believe he would’ve intentionally pushed Carter in front of the car, but I wasn’t there, and things might’ve got very heated between them.
Each day that passes I wonder if I’ll hear from Todd or if this was the final action to make him move on. I hope he has moved on.
Pulling into Carter’s drive, all my thoughts scatter as my body warms with excited jitters. With the light on inside, I can see his silhouette through the front window, slowly moving through the living room, toward the front door. Stepping up to the door, I knock, and he opens it right away.
“Alex.” With jeans, a dark grey t-shirt, a brown leather bracelet, brown belt, and his hair styled, he looks like the rugged rocker I remember. Above a wide smile, his blue eyes are alight with joy. “Come in.”
As the door opens farther, I see the brown, wooden cane in his hand. My chest tightens, but I don’t let my gaze linger. “Thank you.”
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