by Maggie Cole
I saw the swagger pass through his eyes as he smoothly picked me up once again. Up against the wall, I wrapped my legs around him.
Inch by inch, Collin entered me, giving me only a little at a time as I let out throaty cries of acquiescence.
“That’s it, baby,” he whispered. “We can go slow.”
Collin was enormous, and he filled me like no other man had filled me before.
My eye closed as I tried to refocus, but everything moved between blurry and bright as Collin pushed more of himself in me.
Collin didn’t blink as he studied my face, and I let my body adjust to his size.
"Meg, you okay? This enough?" Collin asked.
"No. More," I told him, determined to have all of him in me.
"Okay, baby, but you take it," he murmured while looking surprised.
I nodded and cautiously started to rock against him, pushing him in farther and letting my body surround all of him as I stared into his eyes, my mouth in a never ending O.
"You're so fucking sexy," he whispered, staring in my eyes as I slid further on him.
I gripped my arms around his shoulders, and his warm lips and tongue consumed me.
Slowly, I sank further and further on him as my body allowed me to have him.
I heard him moan against my lips, as I ground my hips into him gently, over and over, feeling new sensations, I didn’t even know existed.
No other partner came close to the size and shape of Collin
Is it fair to even compare?
With concerned eyes, he checked in with me, “Okay, baby?”
I nodded, my mouth half-open, short breaths coming out shaky and fast, rocking and pulling him deeper and deeper in me.
"Oh, you feel so good, Collin."
"So do you."
I circled my hips lower on him and finally couldn't go anymore. He was entirely in me, and I paused and spasmed a bit against him.
"Oh, you're going to wreck me," he whispered.
I’m going to wreck him?
No man would ever do after Collin Corwin.
Full. I was so full of Collin I was already vibrating against him.
I bit his earlobe with my trembling lips. "I'm ready for you now," I whispered to him.
“Hold on then,” he whispered back.
Our foreheads leaned against each other, our eyes locked, and Collin carefully began to thrust inside me.
"Oh my God, Collin!" I cried out as his girth shimmied against my walls.
"That's it, baby," he breathed while staring in my eyes.
With every thrust of his hips, little currents of warm, tingling pleasure cascaded throughout my body. And more stars shot across my eyes.
White light.
Tingles.
Flutters in my stomach.
Warmth.
Blood pumping.
And the heavenly sound of Collin groaning against me.
His breath was heavy, his chest fell up and down, and sweat started to form on his muscular body.
As my hips fell in motion with his thrusts, I felt myself become a savage. I bit his delicious full lip. My tongue explored his mouth, greedily. My arms squeezed around his shoulders, then reached up and grabbed and pulled his hair.
And as his deep-throated groans vibrated against my neck, nothing had ever sounded better.
“Collin,” I whispered. I was getting slightly dizzy as every nerve inside me screamed out in delight.
He pushed his forehead back on mine and scanned my eyes again, through our labored breath.
And I couldn't close my mouth. It was in a permanent O of shaky breath and whimpers as my back arched into him.
Humming.
My body was in a perpetual state of humming.
My hands made their way to his ass. I felt him squeeze his muscles as he entered and exited me. Ferociously, I dug my nails into him and began to push him into me over and over.
“So sexy,” he panted, as his hands grabbed my hair, and pulled my head slightly back. His mouth lightly bit into me and sent more flutters through my body.
I dove into his neck and tasted the salty sweat that was starting to drip.
Involuntarily, I began clenching and releasing him, and he moaned in delight.
“I...can't...last much...longer…” I managed to get out and swallowed hard.
“You’re perfect, Meg,” he whispered. All cockiness was gone from his eyes and replaced with a rawness I hadn’t seen before.
And on those words and that look, I flew higher than I ever had before. As I rode Collin, ripples of explosions skyrocketed through my body, over and over, as he continued to push me up against the wall and thrust against me.
My orgasm slowed, but Collin started to spasm. I didn't think there was any more room in my body, but Collins orgasm pumped new life in me, and I started convulsing again. His thick, long cock throbbed and ricocheted all around me, creating a tidal wave, unlike anything I had ever experienced before.
We hung onto each other. My back was still against the wall. Collin was still inside me. My legs and arms were still wrapped tightly against him. With my face buried in his neck, and both of us panting, he walked me over to the couch, wrapped a throw blanket around my back, sat me on his lap and slowly pulled out of me.
Completely exhausted, I still wanted more of him, so I pulled his face toward mine, and teased his tongue while caressing his cheeks with my hands.
He pulled back. “Meg, we have to keep this between us.”
I put my finger over his lips. If this was the only way I could have him, then I would be all in. “It’s just our secret. Don’t worry.”
He scanned my eyes for a brief moment than claimed my mouth once more.
Wrapped in Collin’s arms, I pulled out of his kiss, and we stared at each other. As our breathing slowed and started to return to normal, I told him, “I have to go. My driver is downstairs.”
Collin’s head jerked back. “I didn’t know you have a driver.”
“Well, Tom and Liv’s driver.”
Collin’s eyes widened. “Meg, they will find out.”
“No. I’ll think of a reason why I had to come see you. Don’t worry,” I tried to convince him.
As I started putting my clothes on, Collin watched me like he didn’t believe me. Once dressed, I put on my coat and sat back on Collin and kissed him some more.
“Don’t worry. I’ll text you what I come up with,” I promised.
Collin walked me to the door and gave me one last, worried kiss before I left.
Outside, I collapsed into the car. Collin Corwin was the hottest piece of ass I had ever had, and there was no way I was getting him out of my system anytime soon. This was going to be complicated, but I would have to figure it out.
His rule had been broken, and I’d be damned if I let Collin go back to it.
5
Meg
For the first time in my life, I lied to Liv. It felt awful, but I decided that she would forgive me if she ever found out.
The next morning, I told her that I ran into Collin after work and that he had discussed his issues with Sam Quinto and he thought maybe I could help. And, that he made me promise not to disclose the matter with anyone until Sam agreed to work with us.
Liv tilted her head and peered at me. "So why did you have to go to his house so late?"
Gary definitely doesn’t have any loyalty to me.
"I didn't know where he lived. My battery ran out, and I had used his phone for a call. I accidentally put it in my purse, and it started ringing. It was Sam, and I realized that I had it," I lied.
Liv looked at me. I couldn't tell if she knew I was lying or not.
"Why didn't you tell me that?"
"I wasn't supposed to say anything about Sam, and Collin only texted me this morning that Sam is on board and that I could tell you, so…" I shrugged my shoulders. "Sorry, I didn't mean to cause worry."
Liv didn't say anything for a minute. "Well, I'm happy and reliev
ed, you're okay."
I put on my happy face. "Sorry again, but everything is fine. And we have a new major client." I beamed at her and tried to change the subject.
Liv scanned my eyes and nodded. "Sam Quinto is a great account to pick up."
"He is! But to warn you, he's got some Keri issues." I shot her my 'I'm sorry' look.
"Well, won't that be fun?" Liv said sarcastically.
"You know it. Okay, I need to prepare for my first appointment. I'll catch you later." I gave her a wave and left her office.
Massive guilt swept through me for deceiving Liv, but I had promised Collin. I grabbed my phone and texted him what I told Liv.
"Thanks. I know that wasn't easy for you. Appreciate you keeping our secret," Collin replied quickly.
"I always keep my word."
"I'll have to give you an extra treat for that." He sent three wink emojis.
As air came rushing out of my mouth, I realized I had been holding my breath. I assumed that meant Collin wanted to see me again. Relief shot through me that he hadn't woken up regretting the night before, and found new strength for his rule.
Even though I wanted to ask him when I would see him again, I didn't. Guys chased me; I didn't chase them. I had been pretty forward with him to get him to break his rule, and I needed to get some normalcy back for my self-preservation.
Now that I knew he wanted more, I needed to play it cool. I had made all the first moves, and the next time, it had to be his move. Collin may have been the hottest sex I ever had, but I wasn't going to become a feline in the game of cat-and-mouse.
I decided I would send back one winking emoji, and hoped that it would drive him a little batty.
My mind was going over the events of the previous night when Liv intercommed me. "Don't forget about the Volts game tonight."
I snorted. "You never have to worry about that."
"Awesome. Want to grab dinner and drinks first?"
"Sure."
"Okay, I'll pick you up around five-thirty."
"Sounds good, Liv."
Well, that was good. I needed something to take my mind off of Collin, and if there was one thing that was sure to do it, the Volts would be it.
While Liv and I sat courtside for a lot of the games, tonight we were entertaining in Tom's box. Derek Derow, from Club D, was introducing us to a few DJs he worked with who were shopping for a new PR firm to represent them. Derek and Tom both owned the Club Ds, but the DJ relationships were with Derek, and he was happy with the work we had done for his clubs.
The day was going fast. I had several meetings and was engrossed in work when I realized that I needed to get moving or I would be late.
I quickly packed up and left work.
Once I got to my apartment, I changed into silver leather pants and a form-fitting, royal blue, lace embroidered top.
It wasn't long before Liv picked me up.
She turned to me. "Damn girl, you look great!"
I stared back at Liv. She had on black skinny jeans and a royal blue mesh top with silver lining. It was perfect with her blonde hair and long legs. "You look pretty amazing yourself! Where did you get that top?"
I was always trying to find clothes in Volts colors.
Liv smiled. "Tom had Chanel make it for me."
I chuckled, "Of course he did."
Tom Marko could be a fashion designer himself. He seriously had an eye for it and loved surprising Liv with things.
We discussed the DJs we were meeting and were soon outside the stadium. Before long, we were in the private lounge and quickly ordered martinis.
"I talked to Derek today. He is pretty confident that DJ Cray Cray and Lipster are both going to want to come over to us. Their current firm sounds like a nightmare," I told Liv.
"From what Derek originally told me, I don't think it'll be too difficult to move them over. I know we can do way better." She took a sip of her water.
"Did they find out if they were still under contract?" I asked Liv.
She threw her thumb to the side, "Out!"
"Great!"
The waitress came back with the martinis, and we clinked them together in quick cheers.
"So how did you get Sam to agree to move over last night?"
I choked and started coughing on my martini. I wasn't expecting Liv to bring up Sam. A guilty pang stabbed me in the chest for lying to her earlier about Collin and me.
She pushed my water to me. I drank and decided that I didn't need to lie about this one. "Collin had me meet him over at Sam's condo. After I gave him the staredown, I asked him what he wanted if he only had one wish and couldn't play football anymore."
Liv smiled. She had seen me do it numerous times. "What does he want?"
"Same as Keri," I told her. "But he's going to need to morph as well, so we all have our work cut out for us."
"You can say that again," I heard a familiar voice growl, and the hairs on my neck stood up while nervous flutters consumed me.
I turned around. Collin and Derek were standing right behind me, Collin with his negotiator face, Derek with his full-of-personality face.
I cursed myself. It never crossed my mind that Collin would be at the game, but of course, he would be. He represented half the Volts and had his own box.
How long has he been listening to our conversation?
"Hey guys, want to join us?" Liv scooted over in the booth.
Derek scooted right into Liv and kissed her on the cheek. Collin stood there for a second.
"Meg, move over," Liv told me, snapping me out of my panic.
I glanced up at Collin, "Oh, sorry." I quickly slid over and made room.
Collin's eyes were all negotiator. No matter how hard I tried to find some indication of something, I couldn't. He treated me no differently from Liv.
I started to feel the heat rise to my face, and I quickly picked up my martini.
Derek's eyes seized me. "Meg, you sexy thing, you owe me a kiss when we get out of this booth."
I giggled. Derek was the guy that always made you feel good about yourself but never got inappropriate. Even so, I saw Collin's jaw clench up a bit as he smiled and tried to appear normal.
He has to chase you this time, I reminded myself.
"I always have a smooch waiting for you," I told Derek in a flirty voice.
Collin shifted in his seat.
I almost did a fist pump in the air when I saw Collin's jaw clench up again from the corner of my eye. But, he still kept his negotiator smile on. I was doing a happy dance that he didn't like the attention on me.
Derek's phone vibrated with a text. He rolled his eyes. "Cray Cray and Lipster are on their way. They woke up about an hour ago, and they have both been picked up."
We all had a quick chuckle. I sat next to Collin, with his muscular leg against mine, his Tom Ford cologne teasing my senses, and tried to concentrate on the conversation.
I couldn't. I went through the motions. We all ordered dinner, and I rotated between my water and martini.
I just need to get through this dinner, I told myself. Or this torture was more like it.
Collin Corwin was no less sexy today than he had been the night before. His black suit was tailored perfectly against his firm body, and he had removed his coat jacket for dinner. His white shirt fit him perfectly, and he wore a blue-and-silver tie. I imagined him in nothing but that tie and had a lot of ideas about what I would do to him in it.
And I stared at his long fingers that were just innocently sitting on the table, teasing me.
"Meg?" Derek asked me.
Crap. I had been lost in thought. "Sorry, what did you say?"
Derek gave me another close gaze. I wasn't sure how to take it, but it quickly passed. "Are you able to double-check that Lola has her part done? I know it's babysitting on your end, but I don't know what is going on over in Jersey, and we can't afford any more mistakes."
I quickly recovered. "Yeah, consider it done."
"Thanks,"
Derek told me.
Club D in New Jersey was losing business, and we had been working on turning it around. The numbers had gone up slightly but not enough to satisfy Derek or Tom.
"D, you got issues in Jersey?" Collin asked, concerned.
Derek shook his head, "About the last year. I've done a total comb-through and can't figure out what the problem is. The club is packed every night, but the numbers aren't adding up."
"Someone stealing?"
Derek held up his hands. "We've done full audits and security reviews. Something is going on, but we can't figure it out."
Collins concern on his face deepened. His eyebrows wrinkled. "Well, I'm not sure what I can do, but you know to holler if you need me."
"Thanks, man. I appreciate that." Derek nodded.
The conversation continued, we finished dinner, and it was time to get up to the boxes. The four of us gradually made our way down the hall; Liv and Derek in front, Collin and me behind them.
A bunch of people came toward us, and Collin moved over, put his hand on my back, and sent a wave of electricity through me. I peered up at Collin to see the negotiator in force, but his cocky eyes from the previous night were staring down at me.
My face reddened at the thought of how the last time I saw those eyes, we were both naked and sweating on each other. I quickly broke his gaze as his hand lightly started squeezing my ass.
I jerked my head up at him again. What the hell is he doing? He wants to keep this a secret but thinks it’s okay to fondle me in public?
I gave him a 'what the hell are you doing' stare, but he kept his arrogant negotiator face on.
As much as I panicked, I also felt the buzz of his touch. Having his hands on my body again was a physical reminder of how much I wanted a replay, and the fact that he kept so cool about it was a major turn-on.
We were right outside Tom's box when he leaned down and whispered in my ear, "Ten minutes, then excuse yourself to the restroom."
I glared at him like he was insane. He kept staring at me, all negotiator, egotistical and sexy as hell.
I made my way into our box, and he said his goodbyes. I told myself I wasn't going to go, but I looked down at my watch anyway.
Cray Cray and Lipster were already in the box. Introductions were made, and drinks started getting passed out.