by Ann Lister
“Colby…”
“Come, sit with me,” she requested. “Unless, you’re really not interested, in which case, I’ll put on my shirt and pretend I’m not embarrassed.”
Nick smiled and shook his head. This wasn’t a battle he was going to win. The power Colby had over him was too strong. He stepped back to the couch and sat down beside her, knowing there was no way he was turning back now. The only thing he could do was enjoy the ride and hope to hell she didn’t kill him in the process.
Colby reached to touch his face again and ran her thumb across his lips. When he didn’t pull away, she rolled closer to him and slid her fingers back behind his neck. “I don’t think anyone has ever said they were insanely attracted to me,” she said softly, her lips lightly making contact with his.
“I knew I was in trouble the moment I peeked over the edge of that snow embankment and saw you sitting there,” he said. Slowly he opened his mouth; his tongue reaching to taste her.
And Christ, she tasted good; like sweet wine and sunshine. He felt the heat of her breath pulsing into his mouth and closed his eyes. His hands began inching up her ribcage toward her breasts.
“I’ll let you touch mine, if I can touch yours,” she whispered.
Nick moaned and covered her mouth completely, savoring the soft, wet texture of her. His tongue stroked hers lightly; teasing, probing, until the intimacy level made her shiver.
“Is this the real Colby Hansen talking or is it the wine?” he asked.
“That’s for you to decide,” she said.
He kissed her again; his palms finally making contact with her breasts. Deliciously round, they fit perfectly in his palms. His fingers rubbed circles over them until Colby sighed his name and the passion between them pitched several more degrees.
“Take off your shirt for me,” she said. “It’s my turn to touch you.”
Nick reached behind his shoulders and pulled off his sweater and then the thermal undershirt he was wearing and tossed them to the end of the couch. He watched Colby’s gaze fall to his naked chest and the smile that crept across her face.
“Wow,” she said, elongating the word, then her hands made contact with his flesh. His chest was finely muscled with a thin layer of dark hair swirling over each breast; a narrow line of hair met in the middle and stretched down the length of his flat stomach, disappearing into his ski pants.
Colby slid her fingers across his chest and down onto his stomach, then pressed her mouth to the skin on his collar bone. Her tongue worked lower and found a nipple. She tenderly licked it once, then blew her warm breath over it before covering it with her mouth and sucked. She heard Nick groan and smiled to herself. When her lips descended onto his stomach, he shifted their position, laying her down onto her back against the couch cushions, and settled himself between her thighs.
Colby could feel his erection rubbing against her, his bare chest to hers. His eyes were on fire. She held her breath, wondering what he was going to do next. The physical intensity between them was like nothing she had ever felt. She couldn’t remember ever wanting a man more than Nick.
“My turn,” he said, his voice not much more than a strained whisper, then his lips dropped to her throat. Soft kisses down the length of it, then his mouth went lower; his face stopping between her breasts. One breast at a time, he licked and sucked until Colby began to fidget beneath him; her fingers knotted in his hair held him in place.
He lifted himself above her and covered her mouth again with his; tongues rubbing, tasting. The way she responded was incredible, far more powerful than he ever expected. He felt out of control, as if he might not make it to her bed before he had to be inside her. Nick felt Colby’s fingers inch down his rib cage, then attempt to slide into the front of his pants.
He moved his hips forward, creating a sensual friction between his lower stomach and hers. “Are you sure about this?” he asked.
Colby’s hand pushed beneath the waistband of his pants and made contact with his cock. It flexed in her hand, growing another inch. Her fingers managed to circle his thick shaft; smooth and hot to the touch. She squeezed him; felt him pulsing in her hand, and the fluid pooling at the tip.
“I’m more sure now than I was ten minutes ago,” she smiled up at him.
“I don’t have any condoms with me.”
“There's a drawer full of them in my bedroom,” she said. Her fingers continued to stroke his foreskin. “I have no idea who left them, but now after touching you, I’m wondering if they’ll fit.”
He smiled and set his cheek to her chest. “If you keep your hand in my pants much longer, I may not last long enough to try one on.” He sat upright, then stood beside the couch. “Let’s go,” he said, and scooped her up in his arms.
“Where’re you taking me?” she asked, her hands holding onto his neck.
“Your bed.”
“What’s wrong with the couch?”
“I have a feeling, we’re going to need more room,” he said.
As soon as Nick set Colby down onto the edge of her bed, she pulled him against her, licking around the indentation of his belly button. Her fingers went to the button of his pants and began to unfasten.
“Ladies first,” he said, and pulled away. He knelt between her legs. His hands went to the waistband of her sweat pants and began to tug. “Lift your hips for me,” he said.
“Careful of my leg,” she said. Her pants came off her legs; the pale blue panties remained in place.
“I promise there’ll be no pain, only pleasure,” he said.
He tossed the pants over his shoulder, then bent forward; pressing his lips to the soft spot on the side of her knee. He studied her near perfect form on the mattress. The flickering of two candles burning on the top of the dresser were casting beautiful iridescent shadows across her body, accentuating every curve and toned muscle.
He moved his lips higher, dragging his tongue up the length of her inner thigh, stopping every few inches to playfully nip at her skin. When he reached the heat of her center, he pressed his mouth against her and tenderly began to suck through the satin fabric of her underwear. She arched against his mouth, then begin to softly whimper, and he knew what she was feeling must be intense.
He pulled her panties aside and swirled his tongue through her wetness; separating her lips, and then pushed his tongue inside. Colby sucked in a breath, sounding more like a gasp. Her fingers clutched his hair and tugged. She was close, he knew that by the desperate sounds escaping her throat, and he couldn’t wait to feel her come all over his face. He eased two fingers inside her and felt the clamping vise of her muscles draw him in further. His mouth focused on her clit, sucking first, then the point of his tongue offered extra attention and Colby burst open right before his eyes. The look on her face was beyond beautiful, like a million vibrant sunsets all rolled across one vast canvas of color. It was a visual he knew he’d never forget. When she finally stopped rocking against his face, he slid his hands beneath her bottom and removed her panties.
Colby sprang upright on the bed. “Not fair, Nick!”
He spun her panties around on his index finger like a hard won trophy, and stood up beside the bed. “What’s not fair? The fact that you’re naked or that I made you come in under five minutes?” he asked with a lecherous grin.
“Both, but why are you still wearing pants?” she asked, her arms reaching to grab onto his waistband.
This time, Nick allowed Colby to undo his pants and slide them down onto his muscled thighs. As soon as his cock sprang free, she softly hummed her approval. God, he loved that noise.
“Holy hell,” she sighed.
Her fingers circled the shaft; holding him in place, then her tongue dragged across the long length of it and circled the crest. He closed his eyes and forced himself to step away.
“I can’t let you do that, baby,” he said. “You’ll make me come too soon.”
He finished removing his pants and climbed onto the bed; sliding beneath th
e sheets and blankets beside her. She curled against the heat of him, so smooth and hard in all the right places. She couldn’t keep her hands off of him.
“You’re driving me crazy,” he sighed against her mouth, feeling her hands drifting between his legs again; one curling around his cock, the other cupping his balls.
“Isn’t that the whole point?” she asked.
“Where are the condoms?” he asked.
“In there,” she said, and pointed to the nightstand beside the bed.
Nick reached across her and opened the drawer. He took a foil packet and tore it open with his teeth, then turned onto his back.
Colby pressed against his side, her lips brushed his; her teeth lightly nipping. Her fingers joined his and helped him roll the condom down the length of his shaft. When they finished, he cupped her face and kissed her deeply. It was all he could do not to devour her mouth. Finally, Colby broke the seal.
“I don’t want to wait any longer,” she said.
He settled into the cradle between her thighs, his cock lightly pressing at her center, pulsing. The smile faded from his face. She was wet, so very wet. The pooling liquid satin coated his cock head before he had even entered her and was scorching his skin. The urge to thrust into her in one fast stroke was killing him, but he couldn’t do it; couldn’t risk hurting her.
He dropped his weight onto his elbows. Her gaze held his, expectant and desperate with need. Her fingers fanned over his ribs then dropped to grip his hips and his butt. She shifted beneath him; her thighs parting wider. He watched her bite her bottom lip.
“Please,” she whispered. Her eyes shimmered in the dim candle light, so vocal without her having to say a damn thing.
Christ, she’s beautiful.
The way she was making him feel, took his breath away and made his chest tighten. Had he ever wanted a woman this much; been this desperate to be inside? Jesus. He was losing it, he thought. It was sex - just sex. Nothing more than a fun way to kill time while riding out a storm. But if that were really how he felt, he’d already be basking in the afterglow of a much needed release. Instead, he was taking his time, enthralled simply by looking at her, the sounds she made, her response to his touch, and how so very sweet she tasted.
Fuck. This was not how he operated. With every passing second, he could feel himself becoming immersed in emotions he hadn’t felt in years - if ever. What the hell was happening to him?
He wiped the hair off her forehead and tipped his hips forward, slowly easing himself into her heat. He watched her eyes close and her head tip back into the pillows, her fingernails dug into his hips. He pitched forward again, feeding her another inch, and heard her moan his name. He pressed his chest to hers and started rubbing in a slow circle. The friction their bodies created together was burning his skin. His cock grew thicker; longer, with each stroke, filling her to the point he wondered if he was hurting her. But her response told him differently. She was melting beneath him; around him, and he loved it.
Colby lifted herself, trying to draw him deeper. The more he gave, the more she wanted. She couldn’t remember ever feeling so swept away in the moment. The sensations he gave to her - inside and against her skin, was stronger than anything she had ever experienced.
“You feel so good, Nick,” she sighed. Her fingers moved across the smooth, muscled expanse of his back. She loved the way his muscles tensed and relaxed as he moved. His mouth connected with hers again, his tongue stroking hers and blurred all her thoughts. He thrust again, so deep, and Colby felt her entire body flush; her womb clench. Her hands slid around his neck and her lips pressed against his ear.
“You have no idea what you’re doing to me,” she said. Her voice quivered in exasperation.
Nick kissed her throat. “I think I have a pretty good idea,” he said. He pushed forward again; rolling his hips as he did. “If what you’re feeling is only half as good as it is for me, I think we’re both in serious trouble.”
Another thrust and her insides clamped onto him; her orgasm beginning to rocket through her. His mouth came down on hers; her frantic cries vibrating into the back of his throat. One more thrust and he came with her, her tight inner muscles milking him.
Nick rolled onto his side and pulled her with him, never disconnecting their bodies. His breathing was labored; his cock still hard and pulsing inside her, his hips continued to gently rock. A moment later she arched against him trembling through another orgasm.
“You’re on fire,” Nick said quietly. His hands moved down her spine and cupped her bottom. He kept rotating her hips against him until she finally lay quiet in his arms, her cheek pressed to his chest.
Colby nuzzled her nose into his chest hair. “That was unbelievable,” she said.
“Mind blowing,” he said, stroking her hair. “And totally worth losing my job over.”
Colby propped herself up on one elbow and looked at him, thoughtfully touching his face with her fingers. “I’m not filing a complaint,” she said.
She bent closer and dragged the tip of her tongue across his lips, then lightly bit his bottom lip, igniting the fire between them all over again.
Her teasing licks brought Nick’s cock back to full size. He grabbed her by the hips and pushed himself fully inside, quickly building momentum until he heard her cries rise an octave and her body began to sweat. If it weren’t for her injured leg, he would have bent her into a million different positions, but he didn’t want to hurt her. He did his best to restrain his passion to some degree and allowed Colby to control the intensity of his movements.
“Are you sure I’m not hurting you?” Nick asked. He pulled her on top to straddle his lap.
“My leg feels fine,” she said.
Nick sat up against the headboard of the bed, keeping Colby spread across his thighs. He pushed her long blond hair from her face, as she kept up a gentle rhythmic rotation. His fingers toyed with the tiny, hardened peaks of her nipples and pinched. She covered his hands with hers and moaned.
Colby lifted up on his cock, then sat back on him with force. This time Nick was the one to groan his appreciation. He watched her beautiful eyes mask deeper with lust, her head tipped back and exposed her neck. He leaned forward and kissed her chin, then moved down onto her throat, his teeth nipping at her smooth skin.
“So damn tight,” he said.
Her fingers gripped at his back and she arched in his lap. A heartbeat later, her pussy gripped the full length of him and an avalanche of contractions rolled through her; pulling him along, too. The final shudder left them both speechless. He held her tightly to him and settled her head onto his shoulder.
He closed his eyes and sighed. He didn’t want to let her go; didn’t want the moment to end, and certainly didn’t want to pull his cock from her incredibly, tight heat. Two explosive orgasms and he was still hard and flexing inside her, eager to pleasure her some more - and so very hopeful she wanted more. Everything about Colby was sensual and he couldn’t get enough. It poured from her naturally and aroused all his senses without any effort at all.
Nick massaged the muscles on her back; breathing in the scent of her hair, skin; her arousal.
“Are you always like this?” he asked.
“Like what?”
“Ultra responsive.”
Colby tried to hide a smile. “No, I’ve never…”
“You’ve never what?” he asked.
“Never mind.”
Nick tipped her head and made eye contact. “What, Colby? You’ve never what?” he whispered against her lips. “Tell me.”
She studied his expression. His eyes reflected deep affection and genuine interest. She loved the warm comfortable feel between them and their sexual chemistry seemed as natural as breathing.
She stroked the side of his face. “I’ve never had an orgasm from sex like this - oral sex, yes, but not from penetration, unless I help.”
“Seriously?”
Colby pressed her face beside his ear. “But, for some
reason, you’ve managed to make me come several times - and with no help from me at all,” she smiled, biting the skin below his jaw line.
Nick bent his knees and held her in place. “I love the way you respond to me,” he said. “And I love the way I respond to you. You make eye contact and I get hard. It’s not usually that instant or powerful for me.”
“I’ll take that as a compliment, Nick.”
“It was very much meant to be one.”
Colby raised her eye brows and rubbed her bare breasts against his chest hair, creating a delicious sensation for them. His gaze held hers, his fingers drifted down her backside and into the crack of her bottom.
“Is this what you do every time you lose electricity?” she asked him.
Nick laughed. “I wish.”
“Maybe if we’re lucky, we’ll be stuck here for a few more days and we can stay in bed.”
Nick retrieved another condom from the drawer and rolled it on to his cock, then he eased Colby onto her back and moved between her legs again. “That would be nice, but I think we better enjoy the time while we have it. Eventually, it will stop snowing - it always does.”
Chapter Four
When daylight broke, Nick noticed they were still without power. He slid from the bed and pulled on his pants and made his way into the living room. He reloaded the fireplace with wood and then went out to the shed to start the generator to run the well pump before returning to the bedroom.
Colby remained sleeping, laying on her side facing away from him. Nick stood in the doorway for a few moments and watched her. He studied the gentle curve of her bare back and hip exposed above the sheet. The bed pillow framed her head, her long, golden hair spilling all over her shoulders. His eyes scanned the length of her spine, settling onto the flare of her bottom. He remembered how good she tasted and the intensity he felt while inside her and his cock hardened again.
He walked to the bed and removed his pants. Silent as he could, he took another condom from the drawer, rolled it over his cock, and slid beneath the sheets; pressing his erection against her backside. His mouth dropped to her bare shoulder and kissed the warm skin, then his hand moved beneath the blankets and eased between her legs. He felt her begin to stir in his arms, moaning softly and coming to life, as his fingers rubbed circles between her legs.