by Shara Azod
As soon as she had her arms to her side, he undid the tie of the cute little wrap dress she had on. God he loved the way the material just flowed open, revealing delicate lace pink undies. Damn, he loved how unabashedly feminine Lita was. His hands were literally shaking as he reached out to touch the lace on her bra, then her panties. Loving the way her flesh trembled under his touch, he cupped her breasts, squeezing just a little.
“You are beautiful,” he breathed, loving the way she gasped, moaning softly as he kneaded the fleshy mounds. She actually mewed a little when he flicked her nipples. Interesting. “Why would you think I’d want someone else?”
When she didn’t answer, he twisted her nipples through her bra. Her hips actually bucked this time. He could make out wetness gathering between her legs. Fuck, he was hard! But it was very important Lita understood it was her he wanted. When she didn't answer him, he leaned forward to take a nipple between his teeth and lightly bit down, then sucked the little nubbin until Lita was moaning, her body arching to get closer to his.
“Well? I asked you a question,” he murmured, moving to place little bites against her neck as his hands moved down between her legs.
Soaking wet. So fucking perfect. Pressing his fingers against her slit, he rubbed up and down until she was panting, then moved away, leaning back.
“There is something you want to say?” Being apart from her heat was killing him, but her thinking she was anything less than perfect was unacceptable.
“I- umm, I don’t know. Because that is what every guy here seems to want.” Lita seemed dazed, but at least she was talking now instead trying to hide whatever she was feeling. “It’s been my experience men want to date me, even be with me, but never in public. I’m always the chick they keep on the side because they’re ashamed to be with a chubby woman.”
Colton was floored by her sudden, brutal honesty. How could she not know how gorgeous she was? She was shaped like a real woman, not some kind of doll.
“Honey, I’m not a small man. I wouldn’t want some fleshy Barbie I might break.” To emphasize his point, he pinned her to the lounge chair, laying his entire body over hers. “And as for being seen with you in public, it’s not exactly what you think. But I can show you better than I can tell you.”
Using his teeth, he pushed the cups of her bra down and feasted on her bountiful breasts. He didn't have enough hands to be all the places he wanted to be. He used his fingers to rub against her cloth covered pussy as he went from one nipple to the other, working them into sharp points by sucking feverishly. He loved the way her body moved under him, straining to run herself all over him. Without lifting his mouth from her skin, he managed to get rid of the dress entirely. God, he wanted to be inside her, but he needed her to feel as sexy as he saw her. Knowing he’d be unable to stop himself if he took off his own clothes, he spent as much time as he could exploring every inch of her with his mouth. Slowly he worked his way down until his face was between her thighs.
Working her panties down her legs, Colton quickly dipped his head, and licked her labia. So sweet, so perfect. He was addicted at first taste. HIs tongue snaked inside her channel, fucking her as deep as he could go. The more he tasted, the more he wanted, and still it wouldn’t be enough. He didn't stop until she was unabashedly screaming, her hands pulling on his head so hard it hurt, yet to him nothing felt better.
“Does it feel like I want to be with anyone else,” he breathed out harshly, lifting only to shuck his own clothing.
“No, but-”
Colton didn't give her a chance to voice her misgivings. As soon as he was finally free of his clothing, he drove hard and fast, balls deep inside her in one stroke.
Holy shit, this was heaven. She fit him perfectly, hugging him so fucking tight he felt he might blow at any second. Gritting his teeth, he began to move slowly, determined to make her feel like the most desirable woman on earth, because for him, she was. But soon Lita began to move underneath him, her hips rising to invite him in deeper.
“Shit, baby, I can’t hold back,” he ground out, trying like hell to fight the urge to power inside her.
“Don’t. I need you. Please Colton.”
What could he do? There was no way to hold back now. HIs body responded to her plea automatically, his pelvis driving his dick inside her hard and fast. With every stroke, he felt himself getting closer. His mouth fused on her. He reveled in the scratches she made down his back, gloried in the way her thighs clasped on to his pivoting hips. She was perfect, she was everything, she would be his forever.
“Oh God, Colton!”
With a cry, her cunt tightened down on him, squeezing so tight he didn't have a choice. With a roar he came hard deep inside her, his world spinning as he hung on to her in an attempt to keep from floating away.
“Good lord, sweetheart, how the hell have I managed to live without you so long?” he groaned, meaning every word.
***
Lita had been very wrong when she thought the loving on the roof was about the best she was ever going to experience. As soon as they had both come, Colton lifted her as if she weighed nothing at all and carried her to his bedroom. With care so gentle it almost made her cry, he cleaned her up, then placed her in the middle of the bed before climbing in beside her. Did he want her to spend the night? Maybe he just liked to cuddle. She didn't know, but she didn’t want to spoil the moment by asking. Turned out, she didn’t have to much more than wait.
“Are you sore?” Colton asked, running his hands soothingly down her back.
Damn that felt good, he felt good. Having a big strong man hold her was one of the best feelings in the world.
“No,” she answered. She did feel a little sore, but in a good way. Besides, the way he caressed her right now was just making her feel all needy all over again.
“Good because I want you, again.”
Wow, didn’t guys have to rest a while? At least, that had always been her experience. But sure enough, his cock was hard and hot against her leg. Just feeling it made her grow wet, her pussy throbbing, ready to be filled all over again.
“Come here, baby.” Not waiting for her to comply, he lifted her on top of him, settling her down against his crotch. “You ride.”
“I’m too heavy.” Lita tried to move, to slide off his lap, but his hands held her steady. Dang, the man was strong!
“Lita, you are perfect for me.” His voice was low and steady, his eyes unwavering as he looked at her. There was nowhere to hide her insecurities. Her emotions were as naked before him as her body was. “You aren’t too big, you aren't too heavy. You’re fucking perfect. And nothing would make me happier than you taking what you want from me.”
How could she possibly say no to that? Especially when Colton helpfully lifted her hips, helping her to slide down on his cock. Lita moaned as she sank down, loving the feel of every inch of him inside her. She could feel every vein, every pulsation. Her hips sank moving automatically, rotating as she slid up and down his cock.
“You are perfect,” Colton praised, watching her avidly.
He looked at her like he meant every word, like he found her to be the most beautiful thing on earth. And under his gaze, she started to believe maybe she was. It may be crazy, but just for now, she allowed herself to believe everything his eyes told her. She was beautiful. She was sexy. And oh God, did she want him.
Moving faster, she anchored her hands on his shoulders and forgot about everything except how he was making her feel. She took all of him, giving him all she had in return. A burning pressure built up in her womb, her limbs starting to tremble. So good, he was so fucking good!
“That’s it baby,” Colton told her. “Give me everything. Come for me.”
It seemed that was all she needed. Slamming her hips down hard, she detonated, flying apart at his command.
But it seemed Colton was far from done with her. Maneuvering her easily, he managed to flip her on her back without disengaging their bodies. Holding her hips he drove deep and har
d inside her, never looking away from her face. Unbelievably she felt her body climbing again as he thrust inside her relentlessly. Oh sweet heaven, she was going to come again. But then again, so was, he. She could tell by the way his face got all tight, his arms shaking just a little.
“Come with me, Lita,” he commanded her.
“Yes!” Good God, who knew she could come on command. It stole her breath away, leaving her in a boneless puddle in the middle of the bed.
She just lay there, loving the way Colton covered her with kisses, his hands running all over her body.
“Look at me, Lita. See how much I want you? Never doubt that. Never doubt us.”
“I won’t.” Tomorrow she would worry about what she was promising. Tonight there was nothing more than the two of them and this moment.
And now for forever...
“Since when do you watch football?” Janie, her part time waitress asked as Lita flipped on the TV while they were cleaning up after the Sunday brunch crowd.
“I don’t, but I promised someone I would.” Actually, Lita had promised Colton before he left for a business trip.
She was still wondering why she had agreed to watch the game. Last Thursday had been fun. Okay, it had been the best night of her life, but all it could ever be was one night. No matter what Colton had said, he never took her anywhere public. It stood to reason he didn't want to be seen with her even though he quite obviously liked to be with her in private. Damn it, she was supposed to be turning over a new leaf. She’d left South Carolina being sick and tired of being with men who wouldn’t proudly claim her, yet here she was falling back into the same patterns. Sooner or later she was going to have to-
“Hey, isn't that one of your regulars?” Janie rudely interrupted Lita’s self-bashing to excitedly claim.
With a scowl on her face, Lita turned to the TV, then quickly fell into shock. There was Colton Jeffries, at least his picture being flashed on the station with various stats and other information Lita couldn’t begin to understand.
“Turn that up,” Lita asked, dropping heavily into a chair.
Janie quickly turned up the volume, then sat down next to her. Lita wanted to scream at her to get away. She was dating a freakin’ football player, one in the playoffs, and she had never had a clue. It was just too embarrassing. But she was too shocked to do more than listen.
“Colton ‘Colt 45’ Jefferies has led Los Angeles to its first Super Bowl in fifteen years! Rushing for over a hundred yards, scoring three touchdowns himself. We are joined now field side by this game’s VIP. Colton, you had a magnificent game out there. What was the strategy? What had you fired up out there today?”
“Well, Brent, I recently met someone and I promised myself if I got us to a Super Bowl, I would ask her to marry me.”
Lita’s heart stopped right there. Marry him? Met someone? No, it couldn’t be her. It was someone else. This was some cruel, fucked up way of breaking things off with her. But damn the smiling sportscaster for asking the question while she sat there.
“That is one lucky girl! Care to say anything to her now?”
No way, it couldn’t be. There was no way in hell he was going to say her.
“I love you, Lita. Make me the happiest man on earth and agree to be my wife.”
“Holy shit!” Janie exclaimed next to her. “Lita did you hear that! Is that why he came in here so often? I didn’t even know you were dating!”
Lita couldn’t say anything, couldn’t move. She managed to wave Janie away, but she could feel the eyes of her tiny staff watching her as they trickled out of the restaurant. She didn’t know how long she sat there, but it was well past dark before she finally managed to drag herself back home.
***
He should’ve called first. Colton had mentally kicked herself a thousand times on the way back to LA. He shouldn’t have proposed over the television like that. Especially given he had specifically asked her to watch. Honestly all he’d meant to do was say hi. That was the only reason he had the interview set up immediately following the game instead of waiting for the regular press conference after. He wanted to prove to Lita he was far from being ashamed of her. He’d hoped she would understand the reason he hadn’t wanted to go anywhere too public was because people tended to recognize him. Usually he didn't mind autographs, it was the life he’d chosen. But when he was with Lita, he wanted for their time to be spent just the two of them. The last thing he wanted was a crowd or a bunch of people trying to get close.
It was late by the time he finally got to Marina del Rey, and he was going to have to get up early for training, but he had to see Lita. She hadn’t answered any of his phone calls, he was starting to worry. Feeling like an awkward teenager, he rang the doorbell repeatedly, then banged on the door when that went unanswered. He was desperate by the time she appeared at the door, terrified she would turn him away.
“Look, I know it must have been embarrassing to hear me announce your name on the TV like that, and I swear I didn't mean to put you on the spot. I just-you thought I was ashamed to be with you, when I really just didn't want to be mobbed when we were out on a date.” It was a mouthful, but he managed to get it all out in one breath before noticing the way she was dressed. Or rather wasn’t. His mind suddenly went blank as she pulled a very then wrap around her, her nudity underneath obvious. “I- uh, just want to- to let you- Shit, Lita!”
His mouth was on hers before she could blink. Pushing her backward with his own body, he pinned her against the wall, lifting her in his arms.
“Colton, wait.”
It took a few moments, but gradually her words sang past the fog in his head and he managed to take a half step back.
“Sorry, sugar, you just look so good.” Actually she looked edible, but maybe she didn't want to hear that.
“At least let me close the door.” The door right. He stepped aside, hands in his pockets as she closed and locked the door. “Actually was expecting you.”
That drew him up short. “You’re not mad?” He had been terrified she might be.
“No, I am the happiest woman in the world. All this time I really thought you didn't want to be seen with me, when all this time, you just didn’t want to be seen. I feel special that you wanted to spend time alone with me, and I am really glad you didn’t try to use your fame to impress me.”
Colton couldn’t keep a smile off his face. She understood! Not only that, but she accepted it. “Does that mean you’ll marry me?”
“It means I’ll let you try to convince me to marry you,” she laughed. “Now come to bed. Don’t you have practice or something?”
“No, I’m ready to love you for the rest of my life right now.”
And he spent the rest of the night proving it.