Refusing to Fall (Dennison Series Book 3)

by Ferraro, W

  It was obvious to him where her mind was at this moment.

  I don’t know if I should be honored or embarrassed that she is thinking of painting me.

  With complete comfort that was incredibly sexy, Colby giggled. “Sorry, I’m probably making you uncomfortable, but I just can’t help it.”

  “Thinking how to paint it, huh?”

  Only slightly embarrassed given the dull blush to her cheeks, she held his gaze as she asked, “Would you let me?”

  “If you put that gorgeous mouth on me and suck me off, I will probably let you use my dick to paint with.”

  Colby laughed aloud before raising an eyebrow and whispering conspiratorially, “Oh, yeah, like your political career would allow that to get out. Can you imagine the scandal that would follow?”

  At this moment, he honestly felt he could say to hell with his political career. He couldn’t think outside the realm that he was most likely about to experience the best head he had ever received in his entire life.

  Boy, was that about to be the understatement of the century.

  At first, she expressly focused her small hand on pumping his shaft. She added a small twist when she reached his sac before moving upward over the satin covered steel to pump just short of the bulbous head.

  Who would have known that would feel so insanely good?

  With each pump upward, Colby would get closer and closer to the head, the place where he so desperately needed friction. But every time he thought she would grant him mercy, she quickly denied him. Just as he got used to the exquisite torture, she brought her palm over the head spreading the weeping amount of pre-cum over the sensitive head. After maybe ten passes of this, Reed slouched down having to grip the edge of the desk for support.

  Sweet Jesus!

  Then she brought her hand all the way to the bottom of his shaft at the same time as she brought her mouth over the head. No suction, no tongue movement—just the exquisite feeling of her hot mouth over his dick. She tightened her grip and pumped upward so her fist met her mouth mid-shaft. Now, she began to suck on the swollen head lavishing her tongue around it before sliding his cock all the way in her mouth until it touched her throat.

  Good God!

  Colby’s lips were practically at the base of his shaft, and now, she had a firm grip on his tightening sack.

  Never had any woman taken me so deep.

  Leaving one hand gripping the desk, he tangled his other in her short locks, pulling her head toward him and communicating with her how amazing this was.

  Moan after moan passed his lips—multiple explicit terms and unneeded verbal encouragement filled the room.

  With both hands firmly gripping his ass, Colby was soon bobbing up and down on his cock sucking and licking as if she could never get enough of his taste. Her tongue would go around the head before pulling all of him inward until his stiff shaft met the back of her throat. With just that much more of a pull toward him, Reed encouraged her to take him just that last inch so that his cock truly was touching the back of her throat. Never once did she gag or make any sound other than moans of delights and utter enjoyment. Finally, she decided to just focus on the head, the passes being more shallow, and her fist began pumping harder as she sucked harder on his tip.

  “Baby, I’m going to come!” Reed gasped, offering her a way out but desperately hoping she wouldn’t take it.

  But before the words were even out of his mouth, he knew she wouldn’t back down

  It was almost as if she was proving something to him

  Between her talented sucking ability and her amazing fist pressure, he knew his end was a breath away. He felt the first eruption shoot from his balls, up his shaft, and into the welcoming warmth of her mouth. He was coming so hard; Reed’s knees buckled.

  However, Colby wasn’t through as she sucked down every last drop of his cum, taking it all, lingering spurt after lingering spurt of his ongoing orgasm.

  Finally, when he was completely lax between her lips, she removed her mouth and leaned back. Reed felt her eyes on him, yet he didn’t have the strength to utter even one word.

  Licking her lips, and raising a finger to clean up around her mouth before sucking on the same finger, she smiled wickedly. “How was that?”

  “Fuck, baby! Where they hell did you learn to do that?”

  “Would you believe that is the first time I’ve ever enjoyed giving a hummer?”

  “I’m happy to oblige any time you feel the need to indulge.”

  Colby stood up, placing a kiss to his sweaty upper lip. “Well, counselor, I’ll remember that. Hope I didn’t disappoint.”

  Colby walked over to the bed and sat upon the plush brown coverlet with her hands behind her supporting her. With her head cocked to the side, she watched him.

  Reed, still barely able to breathe, straightened and observed the sexy as hell woman on his bed.

  Revenge is sweet; this is going to taste the best.

  With the feeling of encouragement from his lower half at the idea, he walked the few steps to his bed and covered her in one quick move.

  Placing his mouth on hers, he easily could taste himself there as he plundered her mouth. With one-handed dexterity, he rid her of her jeans, which she was happy to kick off her legs after her boots fell to the hardwood floor.

  Reed wanted to moan when he realized she was once again bare beneath her denim. Seconds later, he had already inserted two fingers into her soaked channel. Apparently, giving head was extremely pleasing to Colby.

  Good, I can’t wait for a repeat performance.

  He easily pumped his fingers into her pussy as his tongue mimicked the moves into her mouth. The smell of sex permeated the air and fueled the intensity of the two bodies to continue.

  Reed pulled his mouth away from her and let his lips roam down her body.

  Apparently pleased with the idea, Colby moved farther up the bed, allowing both of them to remain on the large bed. She positioned herself comfortably on his pillow and looked like a fucking wet dream.

  Reed gave each pert breast the appropriate amount of attention. Switching between the two, he used both his lips and his teeth to make them painfully erect. His trek continued down over her tight stomach, kissing her navel just as she had done to him, before kissing one hip and allowing his lips to slide horizontally over to the other. Finding his way back to the center of her body, he looked down at her freshly waxed wet pussy.

  The baby softness of her exposed labia caressed his cheeks and lips as he inhaled deeply. Her clearly engorged clit begged for attention, and he was happy to oblige. Reed flicked his tongue outward, barely touching the sensitive tissue. The motion had Colby practically leaping off the bed.

  “Oh God!”

  Opting for the most comfortable position, Reed moved so he lay on his stomach between her spread thighs and her knees draped over his shoulders. This position opened her completely to him, and he loved it.

  “Now, it’s my turn. Hold on, baby! Don’t be afraid to scream. I want to hear how I make you feel. I want to hear you yell my name.”

  “Stop fucking talking and just eat me, already!”

  Vulgarity was unusual for Colby, so Reed took this as a desperate cry for sexual relief. He had to admit it was a major turn-on.

  “I’m starving.”

  Reed used his fingers to hold her lower lips wide open; he let his tongue lick her entire slit before he focused on the bundle of nerves. He sucked on her clit, gently pulling it between his teeth as he inserted a finger into her pussy. Her musky yet sweet taste clung to his tongue, encouraging him to taste as much of her as possible.

  “Oh, Reed! Fuck, that feels so good!”

  The pride at her words shot through him. He continued to suck and lick savoring her taste as it gushed out of her.

  Setting a tempo of attention to her clit to indulging in her pussy, he placed his hands under her ass, offering her up to his mouth as if he was a starving man. He wrapped his fingers around her hips, kn
owing he would likely leave small bruises, but she was neither complaining nor commenting on it.

  Feeling her body pull his fingers and tongue further in, he knew her orgasm was close. He moved his tongue upward lapping around her clit as he inserted three fingers into her. Turning his hand so it was palm up, he curled his fingers so they touched her sacred spot, and instantaneously, Colby began to buck.

  “Fuck! Fuck!” she panted, pulling one of his pillows over her head to muffle her moans of ecstasy.

  With one final pull on her clit with his teeth, Colby was screaming out in completion. The pillow fell off the bed as her voice echoed off the walls. Reed kept his mouth on her, lapping up every last drop of her essence as it escaped her.

  Colby laid there spent, gasping for breath, chest heaving from exhaustion, yet Reed was ready for another round. Slowly, he moved out from between her lax thighs up onto his knees. His blue eyes met hers, and he raised an eyebrow in question.

  She answered. “I’m yours.”

  Reed remained kneeling as he easily raised her ass onto his powerful thighs and moved her legs so the back of her knees rested against his chest, and her feet over his shoulders. Once he had her positioned, he leaned forward so her back was flat against the bed and his body’s weight was against her.

  Colby’s eyes rolled back in her head as Reed’s rigid cock slipped into her.

  Once he was balls deep, he squeezed his ass cheeks pushing that little bit further into her.

  This had Colby digging her short nails into his biceps. She was practically kissing her knees from this position, yet she just kept begging him to thrust harder.

  Using all of his leg muscles to pull out only to ram back into her, it didn’t take long for Reed to feel the familiar sensation of an impending orgasm.

  Thrust after thrust, he slammed into her. Skin smacked against skin, sweat dripped from one body mixing with the other. Grunts and moans answered each other as the bed squeaked and the heavy oak headboard slammed into the wall.

  Unable to hold it off anymore, Reed squeezed his eyes shut but never slowed his movements. “Fuck, Colby! Fuck! I’m going to come!”

  All Colby did was grunt as she dug her nails into his arm harder and bit down onto her lower lip. Reed took that puffy lip between his own; he sucked hard on its plumpness as his cock erupted inside her.

  Completely spent, Reed moved off her and collapsed onto the bed. Colby didn’t move only; she allowed her legs to fall limply away from him.

  They both tried desperately to regain their breath but struggled with the task. Neither spoke, neither looked at the other, both lost in their own thoughts and feelings.

  Fuck! Now, what?

  Colby laid on the enormous and luxurious bed that felt as close to a cloud as Colby would ever come near. She focused on calming her breathing as she looked anywhere but toward the man who lay next to her. Her eyes roamed over the beige painted walls up to the white crown molding and down to the wide baseboard that disappeared into the highly polished dark wood floor.

  Every time she shared her body with Reed, she thought no rendezvous could ever be better than the one before, but she had been proven wrong each and every time.

  It was as if he’d somehow rewired her body to respond only to him, to bend to his incredible erotic-inducing will, to follow his every command without thought.

  She tried to ignore the completely sated feeling laced with equal parts soreness as she shifted slightly, becoming aware of the evidence of their encounter pooled below her.

  As always, he read her mind. “Don’t worry about it. I’m not,” he said in an almost sleepy voice.

  Did he intend for me to spend the night? How does one bring that up?

  “If you want me to take you home now, I will, or you can stay here for a bit longer . . .” Reed added as he extended his arm so it now lay across her midsection, but he did not pull her close.

  Does that mean he doesn’t want me to stay?

  With each passing moment, Colby’s view on their situation became muddier and muddier.

  However, the fact remained that she was falling deeper in love with this man, and like any runaway train, all that anyone could do was wait for the inevitable catastrophic collision.

  How do I get myself into these things? Why couldn’t I just say no to him, tell Paige to mind her own business, and let Dustin take me home?

  You know why, Colby . . . any morsel that this man is willing to give, you accept it as a gourmet meal.

  Her eyes continued to roam, and she released how this one room was the perfect depiction of Reed Dennison—clean, organized, functional, uncluttered, and no-nonsense. In other words, adaptable to his needs for however often they changed.

  If anything, she felt her time here was one thing that was bound to change.

  Did she even want to consider how many women before her had potentially laid here with him like this?

  Knowing that he didn’t advertise his personal relations didn’t make her dumb enough to imagine that she was special to come here to his private sanctuary.

  That reality hurt her heart.

  She would never trade any of her experiences with Reed for anything; however, the fact remained that she couldn’t help but wonder how better off her heart would be if she’d never called out to him in Lancaster.

  “Baby? You all right?” he asked from his position next to her.

  She squeezed her eyes shut as she heard the endearment cross his lips. God, how she wished it was as special as she wanted it to be. He had never used that term with her before tonight; perhaps, like their affair, it would one day become just part of the beautiful memory.

  Still looking toward the wall, she answered, “Uh-huh.”

  They remained in silence for a bit longer, so much so that she feared he had fallen asleep as his breathing evened out and he became positively still.

  “Feel free to take a shower or use anything of mine. Maybe we can go for a couple more rounds in a bit.” The humor in such an implication was evident in his voice.

  Colby couldn’t help but laugh, as she finally turned her head, looked down, and ruffled the dark hair which was lower down on the bed. “You are insatiable.”

  Reed rose up on bent elbows, and with a dashingly sexy dimpled smile sent her way, he cockily responded, “You say that like it’s a bad thing.”

  Feeling her nerves lessen a bit at their easy banter, Colby was just about to reply in kind when Reed’s doorbell chimed.

  Instantly, Reed’s face changed to one of concern when he said more to himself than to her. “Who the fuck could that be?”

  Colby watched as he rose from the bed, padded over to the chest of drawers, pulled open the bottom one, removed a pair of black cotton sleep pants, and stepped into them before making his way to the door. Once there, he turned back to her and promised, “Whoever it is, I’ll get rid of them and then I’m coming back to enjoy you again.”

  Colby watched as he closed the door partially behind him, and she listened as his footfalls could be heard down the hall then descending the stairs.

  Suddenly feeling that something was wrong, Colby too rose from the bed and shifted around the room, picking up her clothes. Once all were in hand, she stepped into the bathroom and closed the door so she could redress and fix her appearance.

  The whole while, she was thinking, unlike when Reed used to come to her apartment back in Lancaster, an unannounced visitor at this time of night is never a good thing.

  Someone had better be bleeding on the other side of the door!

  Reed’s mind began to plan how he intended to take his fury for having his time with Colby disrupted out on whoever-was-here’s hide.

  As he continued to make his way through his house down to the bottom level to where the foyer was, he couldn’t help but let his mind wander back to their post-sex repartee. Whenever Colby mentioned he was insatiable any other time, he would take it at face value; however, the truth was his sexual hunger for Colby was on a scope
he had never experienced before.

  With any and every woman before her, I would have just assumed I was a horny fuck, but now, I know for a fact that I never understood the depth of the meaning of such a word.

  When it came to Colby, it was more than just enjoying her body in the carnal way; it was about experiencing her mind, her laugh, and her beauty in conjunction with her to-die-for body.

  With his hand finally on the knob of his front door and the curse ready to escape his mouth, Reed yanked the door open only to come face to face with the last person he ever expected to see on his doorstep.

  “Lacey?”

  What the fuck?

  Not waiting for an invitation, Lacey glided past the half-naked man at the door as she stepped into the dimly lit entryway.

  Closing the door loudly behind him, Reed turned to face his visitor and his facial expression wasn’t anything close to happy to see her.

  “Well, good evening to you too, Reed,” Lacey said, as she pulled the red wool sleeve of her coat off her wrist and she checked the time on her Rolodex. “At least, it is still evening, I think.”

  Needing to cut her off at the knees and fast, Reed crossed his arms over his exposed chest and said, “Just say what you came to say, Lacey, and then get the hell out of my house.”

  As if Reed had just invited her in for a cup of coffee rather than light a piece of dynamite under her ass, Lacey turned in a slow circle as she craned her neck up, looking at the two-story stairwell before taking in the décor of the entryway.

  “Nice place, Reed. It suits you.”

  Unable to think of anything other than the naked Colby he left in his bed two flights up, the eagerness in which Reed wanted to get Lacey on the other side of the door behind him boiled through him. “It’s one thing for you to take these kind of liberties at my office, but it is an entirely different thing if you think you can just come to my home any time you damn well feel like, lady!”