experimentally flicked at her clit with his tongue. Her body jerked at the touch. “Do you like that?”
“Yes!”
“Want more?”
“Oh yes! Please! Don’t stop, Nick, please, don’t stop!”
Nick used his tongue to tantalize and tease until Selena could not stand it any longer, than positioned himself between her thighs. “Want me?”
She nodded, linking her arms around his back, urging him on. Nick allowed himself to enter her, controlling each inch that he moved, until she was filled. Then, turning her face towards him, whispered three words: “Look at me.”
Selena opened her eyes and stared into his. Nick kept her gaze and started the age old rhythm which was inherent in making love, watching the emotions as they flashed through her eyes. “Don’t close your eyes when you come honey, I want to see you shatter.”
His movements became more urgent, Selena lifting her hips to meet his, thrust for thrust, until finally, on a long drawn out moan of his name, she shuddered her release in his arms. Nick thrust into her a few more times and his own followed. Gathering her into his arms, they lay side by side; silent, yet replete.
Afterwards, they watched the sunset while they had their picnic, talking about their past. There were many questions that were asked by Selena, and Nick tried to answer each as clearly as he possibly could, holding nothing back. His anger, everything, was on the proverbial table. He wanted nothing to stand in their way, but more than that, he kept on praying for that small unidentifiable something that would spark a memory. Nothing seemed to work, but Nick vowed to keep on trying.
The week spun to an end and the couple found themselves on the plane, going back to the mainland. It was time to face the past, and Nick intended to take her to all the places they had frequented, and hopefully meet some of the people they had known. He would, he realized, do anything in his power to capture what he had lost, what she had lost, and if he could, make her happy for the rest of her life, if the lady was willing.
Chapter 6
Nick had someone deliver his car at the airport for him to pick up, and they were soon speeding into the countryside, the same route he had taken so long ago with Selena. The seasons had changed, as it was fall, and the leaves on the trees were striking shades of russet and yellow, cloaking the road in confetti –like with autumn colored leaves. It was breathtaking, but not half as striking as the beauty seated right next to him. Selena was interested in her surroundings, and he delighted in pointing out items of interest to her. They finally turned down the long drive to his home. It had become his property on the death of his father, and, although his mother still lived in a smaller house on the estate, the house itself, for the greater part of the year, stood empty. He had no great need to live there, and Emily… He sighed mentally. He still needed to tell Selena about Emily, but later, he vowed, when she remembered. She had enough on her plate as it was.
“Oh Nick, it is a lovely old place! How can you not want to live here all the time? It’s not that far from the city, is it?”
“It’s far enough. But I want to start here, where we first made love. I thought we could stay here a day or so and then go back to my apartment. I’ll show you where you worked and the places we went.”
She gave him a happy grin. “That would be great! You know, Nick, I never got round to telling you what happened, did I?”
“Nope. Maybe we could talk about it later? I want to take a walk down to the beach before the sun sets. You loved doing that, the few times I brought you here. We can even stop in at the folly on the way back.”
“The folly?”
He laughed. “Yeah, my grandfather built this little stone cottage but nobody ever lived there, and we started calling it Grandpa’s folly.”
After leaving their bags in the foyer for one of the