Sweet Sensations, Hot Temptations

When Rikki stood up in front of Zane's doorstep she felt a bit nervous. She still wondered if her decision was right, but right now there was nothing she could do about it.

Zane opened the door and made a gesture with his hand.

"Welcome home." He told her and let her in.

She looked around the house. It was reminding her a bit of Emma's place because the living room was a bit like hers, still this one was even bigger. She took a look around and then turned to Zane.

"Where's the room I'll be staying at?"

"Upstairs." He answered quickly. "Come, I'll show you."

And he hurried upstairs, Rikki following close after him. He pointed to the door opposite his.

"That's your room."

Rikki pushed the door open. The room was big and full of light. It had light blue walls, and the covers on the bed were of the same color. She put the bag she was carrying on the floor and looked around.

"It's..huge." She said making Zane smile.

"Nothing but the best for you." He told her.

She gave him a weird look not saying anything, then walked downstairs. Zane followed her only to find out she was headed towards the door.

"Where are you going?" He asked her.

"Not that it bothers you, but it's beautiful out there and I'm not staying inside. I'll go out for a walk followed by a swim."

And she pressed the handle.

"Would you like me to join you?"

She turned to look at him.

"Why would I like that?"

She didn't say that trying to mean or anything, she just wanted to be alone.

He felt a bit offended but didn't respond. She turned around and walked out.

Zane sighed; he knew it wouldn't be easy to win Rikki back, but he never imagined it would be that difficult.

It was late in the evening when Rikki finally came back. Zane was in the living room and was watching TV.

She entered the house and saying only a hurriedly "Hi" walked into the kitchen. Grabbing the first things she found, she made herself a quick dinner, not noticing the hidden looks Zane was giving her. After she ate her meal she walked upstairs, turning on the top of the steps to say a quick "Good Night" to Zane. He responded with the same and she disappeared into her room.

He looked after her for a few seconds and then moved his head back to the TV.

The next morning when he woke up he knocked on her room.

"Rikki, are you awake?" He asked and when he didn't get an answer he carefully pushed the door open to see if she was there.

It turned out she was still sleeping so he went downstairs and started making breakfast.

He had almost finished when she walked downstairs. She was with her usual pajamas – the black tank top and blue shorts. Her hair was loose and was a mess of beautiful curls. Zane admired her beauty for a few seconds.

"Good morning, sleepy head!" He finally cheered her.

" 'Morning." She yawned sleepily.

He gave her a portion of what he had cooked and they had breakfast together. She then walked back upstairs to take a bath.

The rest of the day went fine for both of them. Zane spent the day at Rikki's and Rikki spent it hanging out with her three soul-sister mermaids and their boyfriends.

In the evening when Zane went home she was lying on the couch watching TV, dressed in a shirt that was a little bit too loo long for her, but not long enough to cover much so it was actually making her look really sexy.

"Hey!" He greeted her.

"Hi." She responded not moving her eyes from the TV.

"What are you watching that's so interesting?" He asked qurious.

"The Ring 2".

"You're watching that stupid horror movie again?" He asked her trying to hide the annoyance in his voice.

She moved her eyes off the TV to give him a burning look.

"It's not stupid!" She stated, turning back to watch the rest of the movie.

He threw his jacket on the hanger and just shrugged.

"Whatever."

Then he went upstairs to take a quick shower and after that walked back down to the kitchen to make himself something to eat. He had only his bathrobe on, wrapped around his waist and his hair was wet.

Rikki moved her head to look from the TV to Zane and her breath caught in her throat. Her eyes travelled all over his body and she realized she was holding the bowl with the popcorn a little too tight. She then reluctantly moved her head back to the TV, occasionally shooting Zane hidden looks without him noticing.

He ate his dinner and she finished the movie just at the same time. She turned off the TV and stood up heading to the stairs, not noticing Zane was heading on the same direction and they ran into each other. Felling his warm body pressed to hers she felt a sudden urge to start kissing him and doing whatever was on her mind to him, but she ignored that urge and quickly made a step back.

"Sorry." She muttered and peach color rushed to her cheeks.

"No, I'm sorry."

And he moved to let her walk past him. She made a step up, when he suddenly took her hand in his.

"Rikki, wait!" He said.

She turned to look at him, pulling her hand out of his.

"Yes?"

"I…um…can't we be at least friends? I mean this tension between us is really bothering me, we're walking around ourselves like strangers and barely say a word to each other."

"I agreed to live with you, not to be your friend." She said shortly.

"But what's the point of living together if we behave like the other is a stranger?" He asked her, his voice full of sadness.

"I thought the point was for you to prove you're trustworthy." She stated.

"Yes it is, but…how am I going to prove anything if you always behave like this around me?"

"You should've thought about that before kissing her and helping her blow up the place that means too much for me and my friends."

And she walked up and into her room. He sighed sadly walking up to his own room.

It was going to be a long fight for her trust.

The days were going by and the only difference Zane noticed in Rikki was she had started to wear clothes even sexier than hers before. Especially in the evenings when she was watching TV or listening to music or cooking something for herself and he was around, she liked to wear a t-shirt and red hot bikini.

After some time more he even started questioning himself whether this was her way into tempting and seducing him, leaving him at the point of desire her so much that it was literally a torture for him to just sit helplessly knowing he shouldn't do anything.

Until one day he couldn't take it anymore.

It was late in the evening. He went downstairs to get himself a glass of water when he found her sitting on the breakfast bar licking an ice-cream and dressed in a sexy bikini and a black tank top again.

His eyes travelled all over her, catching every single movement of her body, like it was in a slow motion: the slight rocking up and down of her beautiful legs that were crossed one over the other, the way her chest was rising and falling with every breath she took, the way her tank top was lifted because of her leaning back on one of her hands, and was showing her belly button.

That's when he couldn't hold himself anymore. He walked to her taking her face in the palm of his hands.

"I know you might hit me or burn me from the inside out for what I'm going to do, but I can't hold myself anymore." He told her before pressing his lips roughly on hers.

She dropped the ice-cream and buried her fingers in his hair, kissing him back. He moved his hand down to her leg and slid it slowly up. She slid down her free hand, unbuttoning his belt. He put his other arm on her waist in order to lift her up, but it turned out it was not necessary, because she jumped wrapping her legs around his waist.

He led her up to his room, closing the door behind him with his foot. He put her on his bed, climbing on top of her, kissing her bellybutton and continuing up, removing her top. She let her head fell back and moaned from the outburst of pleasure she felt inside. He was kissing her up and up until he found her lips and roughly pressed his own against them, while gently entering her in the same time. They then rolled on and now she was on top of him slowly moving down. One of his hands was buried in her beautiful mess of curls and the other that was free he used so he could take a pillow with his fingers and then bite it in order to keep his mouth shut.

On the next morning when Zane opened his eyes he looked around himself and found out he was alone in his bed and in his room. "It was probably a dream", he thought and lazily stood off his bed, cursing in his mind.

The best night of his life had been just a dream! He sighed and looked around the room for his t-shirt but he didn't find it so he pulled out another one from his wardrobe, putting it on. He walked downstairs and was shocked to see Rikki cooking breakfast wearing the same exact t-shirt he was looking for earlier and couldn't find.

"Good morning!" She told him when he came into the kitchen.

" 'Morning." He nodded and stared at her.

Was it possible? Was it real?

"I made pancakes. Want some?" She asked him, putting a couple of pancakes in a big plate.

"Yeah, I'd like some." He responded, sitting at one of the chairs and still staring at her.

She handed him the plate and he took it, putting it in front of himself, still staring at her.

"Oh I borrowed your t-shirt, by the way. It was the first thing I found when I got up and I didn't want to wake you up searching for something else." She said a-matter-of-factly.

"It's ok. You look... sexy in it." He said and observed her reaction.

"Thanks." Was all she said, before putting down her own plate with pancakes next to his and sat on the chair next to him.

He moved his eyes back to the pancakes and took one with his hand taking a bite. They ate their breakfast in silence. When they finished with the breakfast he put away the dishes.

When he turned around he saw Rikki sitting up on the breakfast bar again. She had crossed her legs again and had leaned back a little, supporting her with her hands. Her hair was a beautiful mess of curls that was falling gently on her shoulders and she was looking at him with temptation.

"So..", She said with a seducive voice, reaching with one of her legs and touching his rubbing it slightly, "are you ready for another round?"

"Another round?" He couldn't believe to his ears and his heart was beating like crazy.

"Oh, please, don't tell me last night was the best you're capable of!" She joked and smirked at the face he made.

She had said that on purpose knowing how big his ego was and that he would want to prove himself at any prize. And that was the only queue from her he was waiting for.

He grabbed her in his arms and kissed her roughly, heading straight to his room with her in his hands. "It was real", he thought and smiled while giving her roughly kisses. He felt his body relaxing.

She was passion and so was he.

He knew: he had finally won her back again. A lightening of fire suddenly filled both of them all over and he had no idea if it was because of Rikki's powers or just the love between the two of them bursting into flames in their hearts.

He didn't care.