by Kelly Harper
She had no idea what in the world was going on with Collin. They were just supposed to be having some casual fun, but it was impossible to deny that there was something… extra… happening between them. Maybe if he would just fucking talk to her she’d be able to make sense of it, but he and his stupid fucking rules were making the situation even worse.
The water was hot, almost right away, and the pressure was incredible. It was exactly what Bre needed to help clear her head. The whole weekend had been a blast so far, but it felt like it was quickly unraveling. Maybe some space to breathe would help give her some perspective.
What in the world was going on with Collin? They were having such a fun time and now he was freaking out about nothing. Was it really that big of a deal to tell her that he used to play sports? Anybody who looked at him with his shirt off would guess as much.
Whatever. She could deal with it.
This was just another perfect example of why relationships were a terrible idea in the first place. She just hoped it wouldn’t ruin the rest of the weekend. Maybe she shouldn’t have been so quick to talk Aimee into staying after they found out about Logan’s fiancée…
But, God, the sex was good. Like, she was starting to wonder if Collin could get her off even faster than she could get herself off. That would be quite an unfair talent for a man to have.
Bre’s pulse quickened as she thought about all the things his wonderful mouth had already done to her. The way it felt when his lips slid over her skin. How hard her nipples got when his tongue swirled circles around them.
He was just so good. Too good. Everything he did was just…
A rush of sensations ripped through her before Bre even realized she was touching herself. Her fingers slid between her legs while her other hand massaged her breast. She found her clit and deftly circled it with her finger, the same way Collin’s tongue had done over and over. The water running down her body heightened her senses and playing with herself was almost as good as the real thing.
But the real show wasn’t happening in the shower… The real show was happening in her head.
Bre replayed the memories of Collin’s tongue in his bed the night before, of him bending her over the exhibit in the gallery, of her riding him on the pool table. They were all such good memories. Regardless of whatever happened between them, she was going to be fantasizing about those moments for years to come.
It didn’t take long for her breath to come in heavy pants. She slumped against the wall of the shower when the seed of an orgasm took root in her core. It grew and expanded throughout her entire body, setting her skin on fire.
She panted loudly as the orgasm finally came close to the surface. Her whines grew with every heavy breath she took. She pinched her nipple even harder. The pain mixed with everything else and brought her to the very edge.
She let out a scream.
She was so close.
It was right there…
Knock! Knock! Knock!
Bre yelped and jumped a foot in the air as her shower door rattled and opened. Before she could even compose herself, Collin stepped inside and eyed her cautiously.
“Are you okay?” he asked. “I thought I heard something.”
Bre’s heart raced.
“Holy fuck,” she gasped. “You scared me to death!”
He looked her up and down, obviously concerned.
“I was just coming to see if you needed anything when I heard a noise. I got worried.”
He sounded genuine. Maybe she had been a little louder than she’d realized. Had she really forgotten to lock the shower door? She wasn’t in her right mind.
It wasn’t until then that she noticed the only thing he was wearing was a towel around his hips. He must have already finished his shower because his boyish, blond hair was still wet and his body still glistened.
And, God, he looked hot.
“I’m fine,” she managed.
She couldn’t take her eyes off his chest.
“Are you sure?”
She shrugged, submissively.
“Maybe you should come in here and check me out just to be sure.”
A grin spread on Collin’s face as he let her pull him into the room.
Chapter Twelve
Bre pulled Collin into the shower and wrapped her hands around the back of his neck. The nervous look on his face was charming. Why did he always have to be so cute when he looked completely out of control?
Bre wasn’t normally attracted to that kind of thing. She usually preferred the alpha men that knew exactly what they wanted and weren’t afraid to go after it. But she didn’t like them for all the regular reasons as other women. She liked them because she got off on putting them in their place. And she really loved it when they underestimated her because she was so tiny. She’d had enough of men taking advantage of her for one lifetime already and when she moved to New York she promised herself she was going to even the score. Until this weekend that mindset had worked pretty well for her.
With Collin, things were different. She didn’t mind those times when he looked out of place or uncertain. She liked having more control with him, just as much as she liked the times where he put her in her place. Somehow it felt more real with him than with anyone else. All of the things that normally turned her off actually managed to work.
Of course, it didn’t hurt that he was basically a Sex God who knew how to pleasure her body in ways she never imagined were possible.
“I screamed because I was startled,” Bre admitted, letting her fingers run down his athletic chest.
“What could have possibly startled you in here?”
Her fingers didn’t stop until they arrived at the white towel wrapped around his waist. A tiny bulge was already forming beneath the towel. It looked awfully uncomfortable—she needed to release that thing soon.
“I was washing all of my parts when I felt something,” she cooed. “It caught me by surprise.”
“And where was this something?”
She tugged the towel loose and cast it to the side—she didn’t care if it got soaking wet, there were plenty of others. Collin’s cock wasn’t fully hard yet. But it was getting there. He hung, half erect, draped over his balls. It looked even thicker and more delicious when it was like that.
“I don’t remember exactly… Maybe you could help me look for it?”
“You think it might be in some deep, hard to reach place?”
She bit her lip. She could all but see the blood flooding into Collin’s cock, hardening it, strengthening it, preparing it for what it was about to do to her.
“It might be.” She looked up at him and batted her eyelashes. “Do you have something that can reach those deep places?”
A devious grin spread across Collin’s face. He reached around her and grabbed her asscheeks with both hands. Bre let out a squeal of delight as she was lifted into the air. He held her close to his hard chest and buried his face between her breasts. A growl vibrated from somewhere deep inside of him—it might have been the hottest sound Bre had ever heard anyone make.
She wrapped her arms around his neck to support herself while Collin’s mouth went to work. He kissed between her breasts and slowly made his way to each of her nipples, licking and suckling them in that way that only his incredible mouth knew how to do. While holding her nipple between his lips he shifted her weight into one arm so he could reach beneath her. He grabbed his cock and without any warning slid it inside of her.
Bre gasped, loudly, as Collin filled her. Her body had already been worked into a frenzy. It was expecting him. Wanting him. He fit inside of her like it was the only place he was meant to be. He held her there by her asscheeks for a moment before he lowered her, sheathing himself fully inside her warmth.
He looked up. There was a passionate blaze behind his bright blue eyes.
“Is this the spot?” he growled.
She couldn’t respond. The only thing she managed to do was whimper and nod her head furiou
sly.
Oh yes, he’d definitely found it. His dick was like a magical key that could open her up whenever it wanted. Her body just couldn’t refuse it.
Bre wrapped her legs around his waist and started riding him while he held her upright. Water ran freely down her body, soaking her hair, getting everywhere, making her feel alive. She arched her spine and her neck fell backwards as she screamed in ecstasy.
She’d been completely wrong before. She wasn’t upset because his rules had told her what she could and couldn’t do. She was upset because a part of her knew that she didn’t want whatever was going on between them to end. Sure, she was only looking for casual flings, but that was because she’d never found a guy that she actually wanted anything else with.
But with Collin… well… she was curious to try something new.
How could she ever give something like this up? The kind of connection she was feeling with him wasn’t the kind of thing you just walked away from because the weekend ended. Even if it didn’t turn into something more, there was no reason they couldn’t keep having incredibly hot sex back in the City.
Collin spun her around and pressed her back into the tile wall. It was cold compared to her fiery skin, highlighting the blaze running through her. Bre pressed her weight into the wall and used it to start twerking her hips round and round. Collin still held her by her ass as his cock plunged into her over and over. She loved watching his cock disappear inside of her. It was so hot.
In a flash, the fiery blaze consumed Bre. An orgasm ripped through her entire body. The sudden burst of pleasure was overwhelming for a brief moment, taking nearly all of her with it. But then it was gone just as fast as it had arrived, leaving her panting with a huge smile on her face.
“Was that…?” Collin asked.
She nodded.
“You found the spot.”
Collin let out a victorious snarl and kept fucking her. The quick orgasm felt incredible, but didn’t leave her so sensitive that she needed a moment to recover. She worked her hips as hard as she possibly could. It was his turn to have some fun.
“Give it to me,” she whined.
His face contorted and he started to lose focus. She could feel him tensing inside of her. Bre picked up her own pace, making up for what he couldn’t do. She could feel him about to explode and she wanted everything he had to give her.
“Fill me up.”
Collin let out at loud groan. His face and chest were red from the exertion and from the hot water. Steamy fog filled the entire shower. Everything was just so fucking hot. So fucking perfect.
And then he came.
His entire body stiffened as he buried his cock as deep as it would go. The heat of the shower was nothing compared to the warmth that filled every corner of her vagina. Bre worked her hips from side to side until she was certain he’d given her absolutely everything he had. The drained look on his face let her know when he was done.
After their day of fucking all around the mansion, he finally looked completely empty. She had been thinking that wasn’t even possible.
How could she be expected to walk away from this?
She couldn’t.
It was just too good.
Chapter Thirteen
They finished the shower together, laughing and having fun as they squirted each other with shampoo and helped scrub each other’s back. Bre was beside herself the entire time. Maybe she was losing her mind. Did she really think they could have something more than a casual fling? She honestly couldn’t remember the last time she’d even considered wanting that with a guy.
Maybe she was just getting ahead of herself…
Was the sex so good that she was losing sight on what was important? She didn’t know a single thing about Collin other than the fact that he worked on Wall Street for a billionaire, and that he was extremely good in bed. Those weren’t exactly the kinds of things relationships were based on, but maybe they were enough for them to spend more time together.
She was no good at this.
She needed some perspective but Aimee was the only person around she could talk to about it, and it sounded like Aimee had more than enough of her own problems to deal with right then. Besides, Aimee was such a monogamist that she’d probably tell Bre to take a chance without even getting all of the details. She was a helpless romantic like that.
Maybe she could talk it out with Collin?
No, he’d probably freak out again…
She should probably just keep it to herself. The feeling would pass in time. There was no reason to start making a big deal out of it.
Chapter Fourteen
After they finished, Collin returned to the men’s locker room to get dressed and give her some privacy. Bre found her luggage waiting for her, just as the house staff had promised. Not for the first time, she wondered how nice it must be to have people waiting on you hand and foot every minute of every day. Then again, it might be pretty creepy and invasive… Bre was definitely a fan of keeping things to herself. How else was she supposed to have all of her fun?
She pulled on a simple outfit: her high-waisted capris with a navy blouse. Bre wasn’t one of those girls that followed all of the latest fashion trends, but she did appreciate that most of her outfits could be worn comfortably around the house or taken out to a happy hour.
After putting herself together, Bre wheeled her luggage to the hall just outside of the gym and left it there. The house staff had told her they’d see that it got back to her room. She wondered if they had someone hiding just around the corner, spying on them and waiting for her to leave it out. Despite how nice it was, maybe this mansion was actually starting to creep her out.
Collin was already waiting for her, wearing dark slim-cut jeans that were rolled up at the bottom with brown leather loafers and a white button-up with sleeves rolled past his forearm. It occurred to her that his outfit almost perfectly matched hers, in that it was casual enough to wear around the house or could be paired with a blazer and turned into something much fancier. Perhaps they were more similar than she’d like to admit.
He gave her an uneasy smile and Bre was instantly desperate to break the tension between them. Their little sex session in the shower obviously hadn’t dispelled all of the weirdness from what happened in the pool.
“We’ve seen quite a few sights today, haven’t we?” she said, breaking the silence.
Great job. That didn’t sound forced, at all.
“Yeah, it can be overwhelming at first.”
“You can say that again,” she laughed.
He grinned at her. He really needed to stop that.
“Kind of sad that you can actually get used to living like this.”
Bre shook her head.
“I don’t think I could ever do that. I don’t know what it’s like to grow up with… how would you put it?… financial security. You Wall Street guys are on another level.”
“I’m with you,” he said. “You’d have to ask Logan about all of that.”
That was surprising. Bre had always assumed that Collin had been one of those preppy guys that had grown up with money. Maybe not a lot, but not nothing. She had guessed his parents were lawyers, or doctors, or something along those lines.
“I thought you came from some family money or something…”
“I wish!” he said, boisterously. “That would have made life a lot easier.”
“Did you go to school in New York?”
He shot her an incredulous look and for a brief instant she was worried that she’d overstepped herself again.
“Please…”
She considered it for a half-second before remembering their previous discussion.
“Boston?” she guessed.
“Close enough,” he confirmed. “Harvard.”
She gave him a confused look.
“I thought you said you didn’t come from money.”
“I don’t,” he said. The smile on his face waned. “But, that’s probably where we s
hould leave it…”
Bre gave him a hard look.
“This is because of your rules again, isn’t it?”
“You’re catching on.”
She shook her head, disbelievingly.
“Your rules are stupid.”
Collin actually looked hurt by the comment. He put his arms around her waist and hugged her close.
“Look, the weekend is almost over. Before you know it we’ll be heading back to the City and this will all be behind us.”
Bre felt thoroughly deflated. It was like Collin couldn’t have said anything crueler if he’d tried. Yeah, they were two people having a wild weekend of crazy sex, but why did it have to be just that? She was tempted to try and press the issue right here and now, but she chickened out. If they only had one more night together, she didn’t want to spend it fighting.
“Right…” she sighed.
“Is something wrong?” he asked, frowning.
Bre shook her head quickly and tried to wave him off.
“It’s nothing.” His frown deepened so she quickly added, “I’m just not looking forward to going back to work on Monday. That’s all.”
“What’s going on at work? Are you having trouble with something?”
Bre pulled herself together enough to give him a sideways look. She didn’t even think he knew what she did for a living.
“Who’s the one getting personal now?” she teased.
Collin faked a scandalized look. His boyish charm shone through. Damn him.
“Oh, how dare me!” he said, dramatically. “But, in my defense, I did tell you where I went to school…”
Bre shrugged like it made no difference to her.
“Don’t blame me if you can’t follow your own rules.”
The laugh Collin let out came from deep in his belly. It instantly made her feel better.
“Fair enough. I suppose you’re right.”