Alicia laughs softly at my words. "Maybe... but I don't think that's all there is to it," she says, moving closer between my spread legs. Her hands slide up my thighs, over the hem of my shirt and then underneath, feeling the warm skin beneath her fingers.

"There's definitely something more... here." She leans in to kiss along my jaw, her breath hot against my skin. "I just want to see where it goes."

She runs her fingers lightly over my stomach, tracing the lines of muscle and bone. It's almost too gentle, like she's afraid to hurt me or disturb whatever fragile connection we have right now.