“Really?” she asked, as a smirk crossed her face.
I'm not sure if I should be dancing with her, but dammit, why not? He thought. It's just dancing. People do it all the time. It's not like it's intimate. It's not something Caroline would disapprove of.
“Yes, really,” he said.
Wyatt stood up from the couch, but kept his hand extended toward Lily. She smiled nervously, as though she wasn't completely sure whether his offer was serious or not.
“Don't leave me hanging,” Wyatt said, with a chuckle.
Lily hesitantly took his hand and he helped her to a standing position.
“I thought you loved to dance,” he said, walking her toward the other side of the living room where there was more floor space.
“I do,” she said. “I'm still just a little surprised how you like it, too. Most guys hate dancing. You have to practically drag them out onto the dance floor.”
Wyatt winked. “I'm not most guys.”
Then he placed on hand onto the top of her hip, and kept his other hand interlocked with hers. Her body was the closest it had ever been to him. The rhythm of the music was slow, and he began to move to it. Lily followed right along as though she had danced with him a thousand times. They were in sync with their movements, dancing like one person even though they were two.
“You're good,” Wyatt said, legitimately surprised.
Lily smiled coyly and continued to dance. When the music picked up tempo, Wyatt spun her around so that Lily was facing away from him. She pressed her backside toward him, but continued moving her body to the rhythm.
She's too hot for words, he thought.
The zipper of his slacks was pressed against her ass and he could feel her warmth. Only a couple of layers of clothing separated their flesh. It was a good thing they were dancing, because without having that as a distraction, he would have definitely gotten a hard on.
They danced like that for a bit and then Lily spun back around. She placed both of her hands onto Wyatt's shoulders. She swayed her hips in cadence with his. The movement was methodical and pulsed with the tempo of the music. Wyatt's heart was beating faster and faster. It wasn't the dancing that was doing it either. It was the obvious connection between them. It was the same feeling he'd noticed a few other times during her stay, but this time it was even more apparent.
He gazed into her beautiful eyes, realizing right then that it wouldn't take very much to get completely lost in them. IN fact, he wanted to get lost in them. Maybe he could just fall right into her irises and disappear for a while.
Neither of them said anything. They just let the music flow through them as they danced in each others arms. It was the perfect moment. Nothing hurt. There was no pain. There was only joy and anticipation. Everything else was irrelevant.
I want this girl, he thought. I can't help it. I just want her.
Without even realizing it, Wyatt began to lean in toward her. The magnetic pull of her beauty was just too much for him to fight. As he brought his face closer to hers, she stood up on her tip toes and did the same thing. They were so close that he could feel her breath as it blew across his lips.
“We shouldn't,” he said, but his words were so quiet that he wondered if any noise had actually come out at all.
Lily brought one of her hands around the back of his neck and pull him the rest of the way toward her. Their lips collided and it was electric. Wyatt's emotional barriers seemed to dropped in an instant. He pressed himself against her. He wanted this. He wanted this badly. This was the first time he'd ever allowed himself the pleasure and it felt so damn good.
It was clear to Wyatt that he hadn't been the only one feeling the attraction. The way Lily pulled him toward her was aggressive, as though this was something she had been wanting for a long time, too.
What started out as a simple kiss, quickly escalated. Soon, their tongues were darting in and out of each others mouth. Wyatt could taste the Cabernet that was still fresh on her tongue.
I know I shouldn't be doing this, he thought. But God help me, because I obviously can't control myself.
His hands dropped down her sides until they landed on top of her hips. He could feel the line of her panties underneath the silk. Feeling that turned him on even more and he began to full his cock throbbing underneath his slacks.
Lily let out a soft moan and pulled herself even closer to him, grinding her body against his. Her hands moved down his shoulders and his arms, until they landed on his wrists. Then she slowly pulled away, breaking the kiss.
They were both breathing heavy now. Their chests were rising and falling in cadence. Wyatt and Lily stared at each other for a moment. It was as though both of them were thinking the same thing.
We shouldn't be doing what we're doing, Wyatt thought. Goddamn, though, I want this.
Lily appeared more beautiful than ever in that moment. Her eyes seemed brighter and more inviting. Her breasts seemed more supple. Her skin seemed more silky and smooth than ever.
They didn't speak. They just gazed into each others eyes for a moment. Then, as if the magnetic pull of attraction had become even more powerful, they leaned in again.