Be Mine Tonight (Line of Duty Book 2)

by Makenna Jameison

  He moved closer, until he was just inches away, and then his lips softly brushed over hers. She nearly gasped at the sparks shooting between them. Kissing her ex had been nothing like this—nowhere close.

  Colton’s lips were soft and full and warm. He smelled of musk and man, with the hint of sweat and oil she’d noticed earlier, and then he kissed her again, deeper, and she whimpered right there in the doorway.

  His kiss was like a wave rolling over her, overtaking her, until she didn’t know which way was up. His other hand slipped to her back, holding her close. He demanded all control, taking what he wanted, and she was helpless in his arms.

  “I’m dying to touch you,” he said in a low voice as he straightened, his blue eyes wide with arousal. “I have been all afternoon.”

  Need roiled through her, but she stood there in the doorway, panting for breath, paralyzed by his heated gaze. Just imagining his hands on her had her panties dampening and nipples hardening. The tank top and shorts she had on barely concealed her from his penetrating look. She ached to feel him inside her, to feel his mouth all over her flesh, and to have his body claim her own.

  Colton stripping her down and making love to her would be the end of her. She knew just from his kiss one night wouldn’t be enough—and yet that was all they could ever have.

  “We can’t,” she said softly. “We shouldn’t—”

  He nodded but didn’t back away. “I can go.”

  Feeling brave, she shook her head, holding her hand out to him. “Come inside.”

  He nearly groaned in approval and then he was backing her into the hallway and kicking the front door shut. His large body crowded her in the small space, trapping her against the wall. She trembled with want as his hands ran down her bare arms, as he stepped closer.

  His touch sent sparks of heat shooting everywhere. Licks of flames consumed her, leaving her desperate for more. His callouses felt rough on her sensitive skin, but he was big and muscular and everything she’d dreamed about.

  “Hell, you’re beautiful,” he said, lightly capturing her wrists in his hands. He pinned them above her head to the wall, holding her exactly where he wanted, and then he bent down for a kiss. Colton held her gently and kissed her more softly than she’d imagined he would. Especially after the heated kiss in the doorway. He was in control yet moving slowly for her.

  And she knew he’d never hurt her. She could trust him with her life, even if she could never fall for the man.

  Colton’s lips teasingly caressed hers again and again, and she knew she wanted more, so much more. He transferred her wrists to one large hand and lightly grazed his knuckles across her stomach as she trembled.

  Were they really going to do this? Undress and make love mere hours after they’d met? Would she really drag him down the hallway to her bedroom?

  She felt reckless with abandon and wild with want. He practically made her come undone with just one searing look.

  She would, she realized. She would let him claim her tonight. He’d make love to her with his muscular body and heated kisses. She’d give in just this one time, because right now she needed Colton as much as she needed her next breath.

  “Are you going to let me see what’s under here, gorgeous?” he asked, his voice low and husky as he broke their kiss. “I’ve been wanting to see those pretty breasts of yours all afternoon.”

  A thrill shot straight through her as she blushed, shocked by his bold words.

  She’d overheard her brother and his friends talk about women plenty of times over the years, mostly when they were younger, but to have Colton boldly say what he wanted?

  She wasn’t used to that.

  Deciding not to let him have all the control, she stood on her tiptoes as he released her wrists and kissed him, wrapping her arms around his broad shoulders. “Why don’t you find out,” she teased, moving her mouth lower and kissing his neck as he stiffened. His skin tasted slightly salty and she could smell the faintest hint of his clean aftershave, mixing in with his own masculine scent. His arousal pressed into her belly, thick and hard, and she couldn’t step herself from rubbing up against him as he groaned.

  “Fuck, yeah,” he said, sliding his large hands beneath the thin cotton of her tank top. He traced his fingertips slowly up her sides, and she shivered. “Are you cold?” he asked, dipping his head down for a searing kiss. “Because I promise to keep you nice and warm.”

  He tugged her tank top over her head, revealing the thin, lacy bra she had on beneath it. He reached behind her and undid the clasp with a flick of a wrist, and a moment later he was exposing her to him.

  His hands immediately palmed her breasts, kneading and caressing, as his tongue sought entrance to her mouth.

  “Bedroom,” she whispered as they briefly came up for air, and then he was lifting her into his muscular arms, carrying her down the hallway.

  Her bra and tank top lay forgotten on the ground, and for a flash she wondered if she should grab them on the off chance Jake came home early.

  But then she caught the heat in Colton’s eyes as he gazed down at her bare breasts, and all thoughts of that were lost as his lips again met hers. He set her down when he reached her room, which was sparsely decorated since she was hoping to be here only temporarily, a few boxes still stacked in the corner.

  Her bed was neatly made though, with her plain white bedspread.

  It seemed wrong somehow having Colton in here—he may be a cop, but there was a sense of danger around him. She felt as innocent as a schoolgirl in his arms, but then he set her down in front of the bed and kissed her again, briefly pausing to pull off his own tee shirt.

  His lips hungrily found hers, and then he was kissing his way down her neck, letting his teeth lightly graze her tender skin.

  “Ohhh,” she moaned as his thumbs rubbed back over her nipples. Lust surged through her, straight down to her core, and she felt a throbbing at her center. Her panties were ruined, soaked from her arousal and her need for him.

  “Don’t worry, I’ll take care of you,” he promised, his voice husky. He worked at undoing the button of her shorts, and she dared let her hands run over the muscles rippling across his chest.

  His skin was soft and warm, but she could feel the hardness and power beneath.

  “You’re gorgeous,” she gasped, and he chuckled.

  “Not nearly as much as you.” Bending down to unzip her shorts, he took one breast into his mouth, his tongue lightly running over her nipple. She gasped and clutched his head to her, the sensation shooting straight to her clit.

  “Oh, God, please don’t stop,” she panted. He sucked her nipple more firmly into his mouth and lightly bit down on the taut bud as pleasure and pain simultaneously shot through her.

  His mouth moved to her other breast, laving attention on her swollen bud as he caressed and palmed the other with his large hand.

  Finally, Colton slid her shorts down and hooked his fingers under the waistband of her panties. He gently tugged them down, softly caressing her legs with his fingertips along the way as she stood naked before him.

  As he looked back up at her, she saw the heat and arousal in his eyes.

  “Be mine tonight,” he demanded.

  “Yes,” she whispered. “Yes.”

  Chapter 6

  Colton leaned forward and kissed her bare stomach, loving the way she trembled in front of him. He was only half dressed—shirt off and jeans on, but she was naked before him and completely gorgeous. Morgan was the perfect combination of the sweet girl next door who happened to also be sexy as hell.

  And she didn’t seem to even realize it.

  They’d passed Jake’s room as he’d carried Morgan down the hall, and he silently thanked his buddy for being gone for the weekend. He had no doubt that his Mustang would’ve been the only thing he’d have gotten up close and personal with if Jake had been around.

  He sure as hell wouldn’t have been taking Jake’s roommate to bed.

  Colton’s hands
wrapped around Morgan’s waist, and he gently guided her backward until she bumped into her bed.

  “Lie down,” he said, his voice gruff.

  His cock was swollen against the confines of his jeans, but he ignored the throbbing. This was about her—her pleasure.

  Morgan flushed prettily but laid down before him, and his breath caught for a moment as he took in the vision of her spread out just for him: flushed cheeks and swollen lips from his earlier kisses, soft brown hair falling past her shoulders, the full globes of her breasts just waiting for him to taste and kiss, a flat stomach and rounded hips, and below that…hell. The sweetest spot of all.

  He knelt down and gently spread her legs apart, watching her shudder as his fingertips grazed her inner thighs. Her pink folds glistened with arousal, and Colton couldn’t wait to taste her sweetness.

  He slid his hands higher, parting her gently with his thumbs, and gazed at her pussy, wet and ready for him.

  “Colton,” she gasped, seeming embarrassed.

  “You’re gorgeous,” he murmured, kissing her center. She gasped and bucked up off the bed, and he moved his hands to her hips, holding her in place so he could devour her. His broad shoulders spread her creamy thighs wide for him, and he was prepared to feast on her for hours to get her to come for him again and again.

  She tasted as sweet as honey, juicy as the ripest fruit, and he knew he could never get enough of this woman. He slowly licked her silken folds, teasing her with his tongue, before lightly circling her sensitive bud with his tongue.

  “Colton!” she cried out.

  Fuck.

  What he wouldn’t do to hear her desperately cry out his name like that, over and over again, all night long. It was the sweetest damn sound he’d ever heard. And hell if he didn’t enjoy giving a woman this kind of pleasure. Watching her come undone. Lose all control.

  Because of him.

  He kissed her again, tenderly, savoring the feel of her against his lips, before using his tongue to lick and tease her thoroughly.

  Morgan moaned at his touch, gasping for breath, and he teased her patiently, slowing down when she got too close to orgasm.

  “Colton,” she begged him. “Please!”

  He smiled against her sex, smug with male satisfaction, but he finally did as she asked and sucked her clit into his mouth. As he used his lips and teeth to bring her up even higher, he finally flicked his tongue over the tiny bud until she was screaming for him. Colton didn’t let up and felt her fluttering against him as he devoured her, kissing and sucking, determined to wring every last ounce of pleasure from her gorgeous body.

  When she at last lay panting and spent, he pushed down his jeans and boxer briefs, his erection springing out. It throbbed for her, a bead of pre-come already moistening the tip. He grabbed a condom from his wallet and sheathed himself, then standing in front of her still spread legs, he grabbed onto her hips and ran his cock over her slick pussy lips.

  “Do it,” she breathed.

  “You need me inside you, baby?” he asked, just barely holding himself back.

  “God, yes. Now!”

  He lined himself up at her entrance and quickly thrust into her molten core. She was already slick and ready for him, and hell if being inside a woman hadn’t ever felt this good.

  Morgan gazed up at him, her face flushed, and her wet heat clenched around him in spasms from her powerful release moments ago. He drove into her as deeply as he dared in his frenzied state, not wanting to hurt her. He angled her hips higher and pulled her closer, still buried deep inside her gorgeous pussy, and she gasped as he took complete control.

  It felt so good holding her like this, driving into her again and again as he gazed down at her full breasts and flushed face as she laid spread out on the bed. Her legs wrapped around his body, and he swore he’d never seen such an erotic sight in his life.

  “You feel so good, gorgeous,” he said, almost not recognizing his own voice. “So hot and tight for me.”

  He reached out and touched her still-swollen clit, rubbing his thumb over her as she cried out in pleasure.

  “Oh God, oh God, oh God!” she whimpered.

  “Come again for me,” he ordered.

  Morgan’s scream pierced the air as a second orgasm went rocking through her. The sounds of her pleasure sent him spiraling out of control. His balls tightened as his cock hardened even more, and he thrust into her again and again, finally releasing himself deep inside of Morgan.

  He stood there a moment, satiated and spent, as her legs fell down from where they’d been wrapped around him.

  Finally he pulled out and tied off the condom, quickly disposing of it before returning to collect her into his arms. He pulled her close as they collapsed back down on the bed. Morgan trembled, still gasping for breath, and he noticed tears welling in her eyes. His heart caught as he raised a hand to her face, gently cupping her cheek. “Shit, did I hurt you? I was trying to go slow but I could barely control myself. I didn’t mean to get too rough.”

  “No, no, I’m fine,” she assured him, giving him a small smile. “Just overwhelmed, that’s all.”

  He studied her face then ducked down for a gentle kiss. “Me too,” he agreed. “That was fucking phenomenal.” She laughed, and he enjoyed the whisper of her breath across his face. A flush rose to her cheeks as she met his eyes, and she immediately covered her face with her hands, groaning.

  “Why are you blushing?” he teased, gently pulling her hands away. She met his eyes again and smiled as he trailed a hand down her chest, cupping a breast in one hand as he lightly caressed her. “It was fucking phenomenal. There’s no place I’d rather be than buried between those creamy thighs of yours, feeling your pussy tighten around my cock and listening to you cry out my name.”

  Morgan’s nipple hardened beneath his hand, and he lightly brushed his thumb across the taut bud. “And I love how you respond to my touch,” he practically growled.

  “It was amazing,” Morgan agreed, and he bent and gently sucked on the tender skin on the side of her neck, making her giggle. He pinched her nipple between his forefinger and thumb, and she cried out, arching against him.

  “I just wasn’t expecting you—” she cut off, gasping. “My bed. You. In my bed,” she finally sputtered out.

  Colton laughed and moved down her body, kissing her nipple before laving his tongue over it. “I wasn’t expecting you either. Best surprise of my day. But now that I’m here, I want you over me, and under me, and maybe bent over this nice bed so I can claim you again and again.”

  Chapter 7

  Morgan awoke with a start the next morning, a large, muscular arm draped protectively across her. She felt Colton’s large body wrapped around her like a blanket, and slowly the events of yesterday afternoon played back through her mind.

  Colton. Dinner. Him carrying her down the hallway to her bedroom.

  My God, she’d just had sex with the man. She didn’t have one-night-stands and invite men over that she’d just met. Not that she’d exactly invited him, per se. The guy had literally shown up on her doorstep.

  But holy hell the night had been amazing. She flushed, just imagining his powerful body moving over hers.

  She sighed, nestling back into his solid warmth, as she recalled exactly all the ways he’d pleasured her last night. They’d finally emerged from her bedroom after an hour (or three) to have a midnight snack, and then he’d made love to her again sometime in the early morning hours, and she’d finally fallen asleep in his arms.

  Even if Colton spent weeks in her bed, she didn’t think she’d get enough of him. And they had, what? Today? Maybe one more night?

  They hadn’t even talked about anything other than enjoying one another’s company last night, of which she was more than a willing participant. But the fact that he was wrapped so tightly around her this morning led her to believe he wasn’t in any hurry to rush off either.

  Still, it’s not like something could come of this. She’d remember it
forever and hope like hell she didn’t run into him one day when she was with Jake.

  Maybe she should get up and make them some breakfast. Maybe. Because goodness if she wasn’t comfortable right now.

  As she lay there lost in thought, she felt Colton stir beside her, his thick arousal pushing against her bare bottom, and she was suddenly extremely aware of how naked she was, wrapped up in his arms.

  “Mmmm…morning, beautiful,” Colton said in a gruff voice, his lips brushing against her ear as she shifted even closer.

  He was hot and hard and ready, and her body instantly reacted to his touch.

  His large hand trailed up to her breast, slowly kneading and caressing it as his mouth moved down to her neck. He kissed her softly at first, his mouth hot on her skin, before lightly grazing his teeth against her as she gasped.

  “Last night was amazing,” he murmured.

  “You were amazing,” she said breathlessly.

  “Do you feel how hard I am right now? I want to fuck you so badly—take you from behind so I can thrust in deep and hold onto your gorgeous breasts. I could make you come so hard for me. Would you like that, baby?”

  “Yes,” she gasped as his hand slid lower, finding her already wet and ready for him. He teased her for a moment, his fingers trailing through her slicken folds, and then took his hand away and flipped her onto her stomach.

  She gasped at his sudden movement.

  Colton was big and strong and commanded her body in a way no man ever had before.

  Being naked in her bed with Colton beside her first thing in the morning felt oddly thrilling. She didn’t sleep with men she barely knew—and yet here she was. About to have sex with the man she’d spent the night with.

  She practically shivered in anticipation, her body already knowing what this man could do.

  Colton ran his hand down her back, soothing her, and he ducked down and kissed her bare shoulder. It was oddly sweet. Tender. She turned to smile at him and was surprised by the heat in his eyes.