Melting Away The Ice (THE ICE SERIES)

by Smith, Mary

  “Lucas, are you okay?” She smiled sweetly at me as she asked.

  “Yes. I’m just hungry,” I said back without trying to ogle her. She was going to end up thinking I was some type of freak.

  We sat down and ate. We made some small talk, but mainly we ate. It was nice to be with a girl and have a dinner with her and not feel uncomfortable. I loved that she actually ate food and was not like the other girls I’d dated who just ate veggies and salads all the time.

  “I really want to thank you for bringing lunch today,” she said quietly after we had finished our meal.

  “It was not a problem. I actually enjoyed seeing your work side. Besides, I enjoyed meeting your staff. Those ladies seem wonderful and Charles seems very protective.” I still thought about his statement and he said. I wondered if someone hurt Sara.

  Could that be what she is hiding?

  “They really are. Charity is a single mother and Betty lost her husband a couple years back. Charles is retired from the military and Rachel hired him because they kick box together. We buy them lunch every day because we know money is tight for them.”

  “Hold up. Did you say that Rachel kick boxes?” She was so tiny I thought someone would break her in half.

  Sara laughed. “Yes, she does and she is very good at it. I told you don’t let the blonde hair and good looks fool you.”

  “Wow. I am a little impressed. What about you? Are you a ninja?” I teased her.

  “Far from it. I am not very athletic at all.” She looked down at her hands.

  “Well, that is not true. I have seen you skate and you are amazing.” I loved picturing her in skates on the ice. Sara just shrugged. I could see the sadness on her face and I knew that it was time to change the subject. “Rachel said they came with you from the other firm. Did you work there long?” I knew that I shouldn’t pry because it was a touchy subject. I saw the way everyone waited for Sara to answer today.

  “A couple of years.” She looked all around the room, everywhere but me.

  “How about a movie?” I suggested. I didn’t want to push her into telling me anything that she wasn’t ready for.

  “Sure.” Her bright smile melted my heart as we headed to the living room. Sitting in there brought memories back from the other night and I felt a twitch in my pants. I inwardly rolled my eyes.

  Get it together Sharp. This is not your first time with a woman.

  I sat down on the couch and stared at her backside as she searched for a movie on her shelf. She was stunning from every angle.

  “How about this one,” she said over her shoulder.

  “Perfect.” I had to readjust myself before she turned around and looked at me. I couldn’t even tell you what movie it was. She put the movie into the DVD player and strutted over to me. Instantly, she sat down and curled into my side. It was like she was meant to be there. I kissed the top of her head. Whatever shampoo she used drove me insane. She always smelled so fresh and clean.

  She looked up at me and pushed her lips to mine. My adrenaline took over, as I turned and laid my hands on her face. She had the softest skin and all I wanted to do was touch her everywhere. She grabbed my biceps, and just like last time, pulled me on top of her. I couldn’t help myself: I laid on top of her. My own body betrayed me as I felt myself get harder, when she rocked against me. I kissed her deeply. I grabbing her hips and pushing them away so she wouldn’t rock against me again. If she kept doing it I was going to explode right there.

  So much for the movie.

  “Lucas,” she said eagerly as we came up for air. I kissed her cheek, jaw line, her neck. I unwound her scarf and kissed her nape. She moaned and the sound about gave me a heart attack right there.

  “Sara,” I pleaded and kissed her lips again. I moved my hands up from her hips until I was right underneath her breasts. My thumbs grazed over her hard nipples. I felt her hands remove my tie and she began to unbutton my shirt. I wanted more. I needed more of her. I moved my hands to the hem of her shirt and then underneath. I cupped her firm breast and I felt her drag her nails on the bare skin of my back.

  I pulled my lips from hers. “Sara,” I pleaded, trying to catch my breath, “we have to stop.” I laid my forehead on hers. She nodded and looked at me with those amazing green eyes filled of desire.

  “It’s not that I don’t want to continue,” I quickly explained, “I just don’t want to continue, then leave in a few hours and be gone for a week.” I wanted to hold her all night and wake up with her in the morning. I didn’t want to rush with her. I wanted to take my time so that I could feel every part of her.

  She nodded, “I don’t know what came over me.”

  “Don’t apologize, please.” She dragged her fingers against my sides and I squirmed.

  She opened her eyes and looked at me, “Lucas Sharp, are you…ticklish?” she teased with humor in her eyes.

  “Well,” I began as she did it again. I quickly pushed myself into a sitting position away from her.

  “You are,” she cooed as she sat up.

  That is something that I would never live down if any of my team found out.

  “Just a little bit and don’t you dare tell anyone,” She laughed a real laugh and it had to be the most beautiful sound I’d ever heard.

  “I love seeing this side of you.” I looked down at her again. She was the most striking being. “You are so strong and confident. It’s so amazing.” I stared into her eyes breathlessly. She was so perfect once the nervousness was gone.

  “I love that you brought it out of me again,” she quietly said. I almost didn’t hear her. I wondered what that meant, but was unable to ask as she sat all the way up and gently kissed me.

  “I know that you have to leave, but I don’t want you too,” she said unhappily.

  “Me either.” I stood up and adjusted the bulge in my pants and began to button my shirt. Sara stood and adjusted her shirt. I thought I saw a scar on her stomach but wasn’t sure.

  I gently pulled her hand and into my arms. “Is it strange that I have strong feelings for you so soon?” I needed to stop spilling my feeling out every second. “I’m sorry,” I stammered as I looked down at the ground and pushed my hands through my hair in frustration. I can’t believe I just said that out loud. It is too soon to be saying things like that.

  “I feel the same way,” she spoke softly as she placed her hands on my chest. “I haven’t felt this good in a long time,” she continued.

  I smiled at her. Everything was so right. “I need to go, but I will call you and text you when I have a chance on the road,” I gently kissed her and headed for the door.

  “Lucas,” she almost shouted as I was about to shut the door. I looked back at her.

  “Thank you.” She walked over to me.

  “For what,” I asked confused.

  She just smiled and kissed my lips.

  Chapter 19 – Sara

  This had to be the longest week of my life. Every single day seemed to drag on since Lucas was not close to me. Even though Lucas and I talked or texted almost every day I still missed him.

  “Please tell me Lucas comes back today. I’m so tired of seeing you moping around,” Rachel said as she flopped down in a chair across from my desk.

  I smiled at my friend. “Yes he should be here in a few hours.” I did miss him terribly. It was so surreal how these past few weeks had been. I didn’t think it was possible for me to move on from Jake. Every night I talked to Lucas, I felt closer to him. During this week, he told me stories from his college days and being in the NHL. I told him about some of my college experiences and law school. I also opened myself to him about my parents and our lack of a relationship. I told him lots of things but nothing of Jake and the relationship we had. Lucas was aware I was in a longer relationship, before him, but I never went into details. I was still too scared to talk about it. Sure, it seemed silly but the pain was still too deep.

  “I must say, moping aside, I am glad Fun-Sara is back. Even if
it just a little bit,” Rachel said.

  In the past week, Rachel and I went shopping, gone out to dinner, and I had enjoyed myself more than I had in a very long time. Each day I felt a little more alive and refreshed. I couldn’t know if I could have taken that step without Rachel and Lucas.

  “I’m glad to be back too. It’s all because of Lucas and you,” I said honestly. Tears filled my eyes and for the first time in a long time, I felt normal. I still had bad moments, but all I had to do was think of Lucas and that was all that was needed to pull me out of my slump.

  “Do you have plans tonight with Lucas? Do they involve you getting naked?” Rachel wagged her eyebrows up and down.

  “Rachel,” I gasped. Leave it to my best friend to make me turn so red that I my head might explode.

  “What?” She looked at me innocently. “Don’t you want to get naked?”

  “Well,” my face was about to catch fire I was blushing so much. “Yes, but I don’t want to push the subject either. The night, before he left, was nuts and fantastic all rolled into one.” That night my emotions were everywhere. After having my revelation at the game I pretty much threw myself at him. I was happy, sexually aroused and nervous at the same time, but I could not keep my hands off of him. On top of that, I practically shouted “thank you” to him as he walked out because it was the greatest night I had had in, well, I didn’t even know how long. Luckily, he didn’t bring it up throughout the week when we talked.

  “You still have not told him about Mr. Jerk-Face and that night, have you?” Rachel crossed her arms and stared me down. She kept pushing the issue for me to tell Lucas about Jake and me.

  “No.” I looked down in shame. I still couldn’t talk about it without becoming a hysterical mess.

  “Sara, honey, you need to talk about it.”

  I nodded.

  “I need to go home and get ready before he gets there,” I stood up because I didn’t want to talk about it anymore. I was almost out the door when I heard Rachel yell, “Wear sexy underwear.”

  I got home, showered, changed and started cooking. We had talked about it last night and decided to stay in, since I didn’t really want to go out to a restaurant and fight the crowds. Rachel’s words crossed my mind and I had to laugh because I did have sexy underwear on. I shouldn’t push for sex, but I really wanted to. I couldn’t get our last make-out session out of my mind. Feeling Lucas on top of me, his hardness between my legs, and his hot breath on me, it was still driving me insane. Every time I thought of Lucas’ blue eyes I could feel myself getting damp between my legs and my knees get weak.

  Oh, this is going to be bad, in a good way.

  That was my first thought as I heard a knock on the door. I almost skipped in jubilation. When I opened the door my breath was taken away.

  “Hello, beautiful.” Lucas stood there in all his glory. He looked relaxed in fitted jeans, a black button-down shirt, and leather jacket that almost made me drool on myself. Lucas smiled, walked in, and hugged me. He smelled wonderful and being in his arms was amazing.

  “Hey.”

  Yeah that was great way to start the night off.

  “You know I have seen you hug a lot of guys this past week,” I joked with him. I had watched every game while he was away. He had done well and I even kind of understood what was going on.

  Lucas laughed. “Yes, I have, but I was thinking about you the whole time.” I tipped my head up and kissed his lips.

  Oh, I have missed him.

  As if he could read my mind, he said, “I missed you, a lot,” when we pulled apart from the kiss.

  “We talked every day,” I reminded him.

  “It was not the same.” He looked deep into my eyes and I thought I was going to become a puddle right there.

  “I know.” I nodded. We stood there holding each other before I remember that I was cooking. I reluctantly pulled out of his arms and headed to the kitchen to check on the food.

  “Smells wonderful,” he said as he followed me, “Need any help?” I turned to see him shrugging out of his jacket. The muscles in his arm and chest were straining against his shirt.

  Before the end of the night, I am going to pass out from his hotness.

  “Sure.” I tried to act as calm as possible. “Grab the wine glasses and the bottle on the counter.” He picked them up and headed towards the table while I placed the food on the plates. On top of being nervous about his presence in my dining room, I was also nervous about the food because I had not cooked for anyone in a long time. I choose a simple menu of chicken and asparagus because I knew that I could not screw that up.

  “Wow, this looks incredible and smells outstanding,” Lucas cooed as I sat the food in front of him. Either he was a good liar or he was serious. It didn’t much matter which because he was here with me.

  While we ate dinner, the conversation was light. I told him about the case I just won and he was telling me all about the road trip. The Chicago Eagles were already number one in the league and it seemed like no one could catch them. Lucas went on about how great the team was this year and the bonding they all had done. He never once bragged on himself. Rachel had told me he was already in the running for some leadership award and possibly breaking someone’s record. I had not paid attention to what she was telling me at the time.

  I might need to change that.

  After we finished eating I began to clear the table, with the help of Lucas. As I was standing at the counter, finishing up the dishes, I felt him come up behind me. I dried my hands with the dish towel and turned around to face him. He gently, but firmly, grabbed the sides of my face. I had grown to love this about him, the fact that he took control but never with force. Instead, it felt right.

  He kissed me deeply; and I never felt so at peace in my life. I wrapped my arms around his neck and slipped my tongue in his mouth. His breath became faster as he moved down to grip my hips and lifted me onto the counter. I couldn’t stop myself; I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer to me so I could feel his hard body against mine. I didn’t know how long we stayed in that position. It could be forever, for all I cared.

  ‘Sara.” Lucas pulled away, breathing heavy and looking into my eyes.

  “Yes?” I was trying to catch my breath but didn’t seem able too.

  “Do you really want to continue this on the kitchen counter?”

  I just shrugged with a flirtatious ghost smile.

  “Ha ha,” he said sarcastically and picked me to place my feet on the ground. He knew me too well to know that I wanted him in my bed.

  I gripped the back of his neck and pulled him towards me for one more kiss. My face was tickled by the scruff on his face. I didn’t know where this confidence was coming from but I liked it.

  “Sara,” he placed his forehead to mine as the kiss ended, “I know that it is crazy, but I have really missed you. I know that it has only been a few weeks, but I really have,” he bit his bottom lip as he squeezed my hips tighter.

  “I feel the same way.”

  It was then that I grabbed his hand from my hips and started pulling him towards the living room. The truth was, I wanted to drag him to the bedroom, rip his clothes off, and have my way with him. However, I was still trying not to go too fast yet still be with him. I guided him to the center of the couch and automatically straddled him. A smile crept onto Lucas’ face as I settled into him. I was wet between my legs already but I didn’t care. I wanted more and I wanted Lucas. My hormones took over again as I grabbed the bottom hem of Lucas’ shirt and pulled it up. I giggled when I dragged my nails down his abs and up his side because he stiffened. He was so ticklish that it was funny.

  “Don’t you do it,” he warned me as he pulled me closer.

  I gave him my best innocent smile. “Do what?” I had to bite down on my lip to hold back the laughter.

  “You know what, don’t try and use your sexiness against me,” he said as he gripped my hips tighter. I knew I was playing with fire but it was jus
t too funny. I squinted my eyes and gave him a mean look, all the while dragging my nails back up his sides. Before I could blink I was on my back and Lucas was on top of me. His hips were pushing into mine and he had my hands pinned above my head.

  “I said, don’t.” I knew that he wasn’t being mean because of the laughter that hides behind his voice. The only thing that I could focus on was his hard body on top of mine.

  “Well, well. Is Chicago Eagles’ captain Lucas Sharp scared of little ol’ me,” I teased him. It was then I began to rock against him.

  “Yes, I am, and you are going to pay for your little stunt.” I felt his free hand at the bottom of my shirt. His feather-light touch crept up my stomach until he was underneath my breast. Lucas gently kissed my lips as his fingers pinched my nipple. A shot of pleasure rang out through my body.

  He began to kiss and nip at my neck as he headed down to my breasts. My body trembled against him with delight when Lucas pushed up my shirt and pulled down my bra. He gently placed my nipple into his mouth, then let go of my hands. I was unable to breathe but a moan still escaped me. I dug my fingers into his hair as he went to my other breast.

  “Lucas,” I moaned. With that he pulled away and we both sat up to remove our shirts. Neither one of us could breathe.

  We were in a sexual fog when Lucas broke away and asked, “Wait, what the hell happened?” I looked down to where he was looking and realized that he was looking at the stab wounds scars on my stomach.

  Oh no!

  “Lucas, um, could we please not talk about this right now? Please,” I placed my hands on his hard chest.

  “I…I don’t want to hurt you.” His expression was both sad and curious about my scars.

  “Lucas you could never hurt me like this.” I pointed at my stomach. “Please let’s not ruin our moment with my bad memories.” I put on my best seductive smile and unsnapped my bra. In one swift movement, he was standing up and I was wrapped around him.