by JA Hensley
I giggle at his dramatic display. "I didn't think about it, actually. Is this your car, too?" I'm probably being nosy, but I’m overly cautious these days.
"No, this belongs to my friend Kevin. I explained my situation and he agreed to trade with me tonight." Colin opens the door for me and holds my hand as I slide into the passenger seat. No man has ever done that for me and it makes me feel like a princess.
"Well, it was very nice of him to let you use his car. It's much easier for me to get into," I say with a smile of gratitude on my face.
"Anything for you, Becca," he says as he leans in and kisses my forehead. I may have sighed when he shut the door. Maybe, but I'm not going to admit it to anyone because that would make me so much more like a teenager.
Colin gets in the driver's seat and we're quickly out of the apartment complex and heading toward downtown and the river. There are a bunch of bars and restaurants in the area, but I've only been to a few since I started at the University.
"What are you in the mood for tonight, Becca? Is there anything in particular that sounds good?"
"I would love to have Mexican or Chinese if you like either of those." I hope I'm not being too forward, but I've never been one of those women who play the I don't care card. If I'm asked what I want or like, I'll tell the truth.
"Okay, well, the China House is a great place if you like a buffet. Hermano's has great fish tacos and there's always Taco Casita." Colin looks over at me and grins.
"Well, if those are my choices, then I say Taco Casita. Of course, we'll need to get really drunk and wait a few hours before the food will actually be edible. At least that's how we did it in undergrad," I say with all the sincerity I can.
Colin stares at me for a second and then starts laughing. "For a second there, I thought you were serious. You've got quite a sense of humor, Becca. I guess Taco Casita is out because I'm starving now and there’s not enough beer in this town to make me eat there." He pulls into a parking garage and finds a spot. I start to open my door, but Colin puts his hand on my neck, stopping me with my fingers on the handle. I turn and look at him questioningly.
"Let me take care of you tonight, Becca. I want to show you how you deserve to be treated." He ends with a soft kiss on my lips. I can't help leaning in and moaning a little. I part my lips and hope he takes things where I want them to go, but he doesn't.
"There will be time for more of that later. Right now, we need to eat so we have energy for what I have planned." Colin pecks my cheek and gets out of the car. I’m so hot and bothered that I’m frozen in my seat. How does he do that? I hear my door open and it takes me a moment to realize that Colin has my hand in his and is pulling me gently out of the car. He doesn't let go of my hand as he leads me toward the exit.
When we're on the street Colin takes a left and we walk about a block in silence. All I can concentrate on is the feel of my hand in his and the puddle in my panties. This man may be the death of me, but it’ll be a great way to go.
Before long Colin stops and opens a door for me. I'm not paying attention to where we are but as soon as I walk in I can smell the spices and I know he chose Hermano's. We’re greeted by a beautiful young woman who tries, unsuccessfully I should add, to check Colin out discreetly. I shake my head because I know exactly how she feels. He's a beautiful man and you can't help but be affected by him.
Once we're seated, I regain some of my cognitive abilities. I’m able to read the menu and choose an entrée without too much trouble. After we give our order to the server and there’s nothing blocking my view of Colin, my brain stops functioning again. I think he's just asked me a question, but I have no idea what it was.
"I'm sorry, what did you say?" I try to be casual about not paying attention. Colin laughs at me.
"I asked where you grew up. Are you all right?"
I feel my cheeks heat with embarrassment. I'm not about to admit that I was lost in his beauty. "Sorry about that, I guess I zoned out again. I'm actually from Ohio originally. My parents still live there, but I moved away to go to college and stayed for grad school. How about you?"
"I'm from all over. My dad was military so we moved every year or so. I don't have any place that I would call a hometown." He looks a little sad, but recovers very quickly.
"You mentioned a brother the other night. Where is he?"
"Actually, he's in Tampa right now, but he's supposed to come up to visit soon. I'll try to keep him away from you."
"What? Why? What's wrong with me?" I hope he's kidding.
"Calm down, it's not you." He reaches over and holds my hands. "He'll try to steal you away from me and I would hate to have to beat my brother's ass while he's here."
I can't help giggling at that. It makes me feel so strange. Good strange, but it’s a foreign feeling that someone would fight another person for me.
The server appears with our meals and we make some more small talk while we eat. The food is amazing, but the company makes it even better. Once we're finished and the bill is paid, Colin leads me out of the restaurant and away from the car.
"I thought it would a nice evening for a walk down by the river. Are you up for that, Becca?" At this point I would do anything for this man, but I just nod and follow along behind him.
Colin's right, the night is beautiful. The temperature is starting to take on the feel of fall, but it's still warm. Thankfully, the humidity is going away so it’s a pleasant walk. There are a lot of people out, many couples walking along holding hands. I never thought this would be for me. Ron was always such a homebody that we never really even went out to eat. He'd order food to be delivered or have me cook. I shake my head at the memories and realization of what an asshat he really is.
"What's going on inside that head of yours?" Colin pulls me out of my thoughts. I look up at him and smile while I figure out how to answer him without sounding pathetic.
"I was just thinking that this is the perfect date. Thank you for bringing me out tonight."
He stops walking and pulls me to his chest. "It's my pleasure. You know that you deserve the world, don't you?" He kisses the top of my head and I just melt into him. I've never felt stronger or more protected than at this moment.
I have no idea how long we stand like this, but it seems like forever. Colin pulls back just enough to look me in the eye.
"You are special, Becca, and I'm going to make sure you know it. From now on, I’m making it my personal mission to make you feel precious, protected, and cared for. You'll have to work pretty hard to get rid of me."
I smile up at him and put my arms around his neck. "I can't imagine ever wanting to get rid of you." I pull him down for a kiss that goes from innocent to indecent quickly.
"Let's get out of here, so I can show you what I mean," Colin says as he grabs my hand and starts walking back toward the car. I giggle as I follow along knowing exactly what he means.
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Once we're on the road heading back to our apartment building, I start to feel nervous. Should I be having this strong of a reaction to a man I barely know? Obviously we've been neighbors and he did help me when Ron was being a dick, but is it too soon to have these feelings for someone?
"Becca, come back to me." I look over and Colin is staring at me as much as he can while he drives. "You seem to get lost in your head a lot."
"Yeah, sorry. I think it's part of why I'm into psychology. I'm always analyzing situations and probably over-thinking things."
"What are you thinking so hard about right now? I hope I'm not so boring that you have to think of other things to entertain yourself." He smiles at me and I shake my head.
"No, I was trying to figure out my emotions. Honestly, I feel really comfortable around you, but that scares me a little. I've only dated a few men in my life and I'm not really good at the whole relationship thing, based on my most recent debacle. So, I'm just trying not to be some freaky, weird girl. Although by admitting that to you I've probably just sealed my fate on that
one." Seriously, Becca? What the fuck? When are you going to learn to keep your mouth shut?
Colin slows down for a stoplight. When the car is fully stopped he turns in his seat and looks at me. "First of all, you are not weird or freaky. I think you're perfect the way you are. As far as past relationships, we've all had our fair share of fuck-ups. Trust me. It’s my humble opinion that you learn from them and try not to make similar mistakes in the future. We're getting to know each other and I’ll say that I am looking forward to spending more time with you. Is it possible for you to just enjoy the moment? I won't hurt you, Becca. That much I can promise. We'll take this as fast or as slow as you want."
The light must have turned green when we were talking because the sound of impatient horns cause us both to jump and Colin to press the gas a little too hard. He squeals the tires as he pulls away and that throws me into a laughing fit.
"What's so funny?"
"All I can think about right now is the Dukes of Hazzard and trying to get away from Boss Hog. I told you I was weird."
Colin laughs along with me. "Well, then we don't want to run into Roscoe, either, so we better get back to Uncle Jesse's before we're caught."
That's all it takes to break the tension and make me relax again. It's going to be okay, as long as I remember that Colin is not Ron.
Chapter 19-Colin
How many assholes have treated Becca like shit? I knew about the one guy, but maybe there were others? I've got my work cut out for me to help her realize that not all men are jerks and that I think she's very special.
But you're not going to be here very long and you know that's going to break her heart.
I need to muzzle that voice in my head. There's no guarantee how long I'll be here and based on the events of earlier today, it may take longer than we thought to get everything figured out.
We pull into the parking lot outside our building and as I get out of the car I take a quick look around. It's a habit I developed as part of the job, but I want to be sure Becca doesn't notice. I've done my visual sweep by the time I get to the passenger side of the car. I help her out.
"I probably should have played out the Bo and Luke theme and climbed out the window, but I didn't think I'd fit," I say as I lead her into the building. She's laughing again so I hope that means she's feeling better.
"That's okay. We'll save it for next time."
"Sounds like a plan. Would you like to come in for a while?" I really don't want to give her a choice because I'm not ready for this night to be over.
"Yes, I think I would," she replies quietly, looking down at the floor.
"Don't be shy, Becca. We'll go watch a movie and just relax, okay? No pressure."
"Okay. Sounds good."
I unlock the door and allow her to go in first. It's gentlemanly, but it also gives me a nice view of her delectable ass. I shake my head to clear those thoughts. I just told her that there wouldn't be any pressure. Once inside I close and lock the door behind me. As I turn around I’m met with Becca jumping into my arms.
"Sorry, I just had to do that," she says between the kisses she's raining down on my neck. I feel my cock stir and I know it won't be long before I need to have her.
"No need to apologize. I have no complaints." I capture her mouth and kiss her while I turn around to press her against the door. She wraps her legs around my waist and grinds on me a little. And she thinks she's not very experienced?
After kissing her for what seems like hours, I pull us off the door and head toward my bedroom. I know that I made the bed and picked up my laundry, so it shouldn't look too messy. Becca continues to hang onto me and I can't deny that I like the feeling of her in my arms. She's so light and easy to carry, like she was made just for me.
I lower her onto the bed and wait for her to release me. She doesn't, so I just kneel on the floor and lay on top of her. I rub up her sides until my hands are in her hair and my thumbs are on her cheeks. I pull away a little to look at her. She has tears in her eyes and my heart drops.
"What's wrong? Did I hurt you?" Shit, what’s going on now?
"No, you did just the opposite. You told me this morning that I was yours and you would always protect me. It just hit me what that meant and I'm overwhelmed by it. I'm thrilled, believe me, because nobody has ever made me feel that important, ever."
"You are important and I’ll do everything I can to remind you of it." I take her earlobe in my teeth and bite down gently, pulling it a little and licking the lobe.
"You're very special," I whisper to her and I feel the goose bumps pop up on her arms. I start to kiss and lick down her neck to her collarbone, and then work my way back up the other side. Becca puts her hands in my hair and scratches my scalp. It's like a bolt of lightning to my dick, making it harder than ever.
"I'm going to enjoy taking my time showing you just how special and important you are to me, Becca. I hope you have all night," I growl in her ear.
"I'm not moving from this room, Colin." She turns her head and kisses my cheek so I capture her lips with mine and push my tongue inside. I lightly drag my fingertips down her arms to the hem of her shirt. Pushing it up, I tease her bare skin lightly. Becca's body jerks a little as if she's ticklish, but I don't stop. She makes a purring noise and that's all the encouragement I need. I lift her shirt up farther and she sits up to take it off. Once the offending material is on the floor and she's removing her bra, I have to hold back from ripping it off her. She cocks one eyebrow and makes a show of taking it off slowly and I groan in protest.
"Why, Colin, are you a little impatient? You were the kid who just ripped the wrapping paper off your birthday presents, right?"
I shake my head at her torture. "I've never liked to wait for the good stuff, babe. Plus, this present is one I know I'm going to enjoy more than anything I got for my birthday."
Instead of taking the fucking thing off, she holds the fabric against those fabulous tits and just takes the straps off her arms. My hands are twitching and it's taking most of my self-control to keep them at her hips. I just have to wait her out.
Just when I think she's never going to remove her bra, she throws it behind her. Those beautiful breasts are on display and begging for my mouth. I come up off the floor and put my hands under her arms, moving her to the middle of the bed. My mouth descends on her left breast and as I lightly bite her nipple, her hips come up and meet my raging hard-on. She starts to pant and I know that she's enjoying this. I make sure to pay both breasts proper attention, nipping and teasing her nipples until they are hard points.
"I need you, Colin. I'm going to come just from that. Please, please, I need you," she moans while trying to pull my shirt off. I continue to worship her body, but I move my hips a little to give her some friction.
"Oh, God!" That's all it takes and she’s falling apart under me.
I help her ride out the orgasm, dry humping and squeezing her breasts. When her body calms some I reach up and take off my shirt. Becca puts her hands on my chest and pushes me a little.
"I can't believe I just came like that. What are you doing to me?"
"Hopefully making you feel good. Are you saying you didn't like it?"
"I'm not saying that at all. I enjoyed it very much." Her smile tells me just how much she did.
"We're not even close to done yet. I have so many other plans for you tonight. We’re going to have to get our pants off before I can show you," I tell her as I reach for the button on her jeans. She helps me remove them by lifting up her hips. I take my pants off as well, but stop and look at her before I crawl back up the bed.
"You really are the most beautiful thing I've ever seen. I wish you could see what I do right now. You're face is flushed, your pussy is glistening, and your breasts look delicious. You're like a painting, and to know that you're all mine is mind-blowing."
I reach under her knees and pull her to the end of the bed. I kneel down on the floor and part her folds with my fingers. She puts her feet on my s
houlders, allowing her legs to fall to the side and opens herself to me. Absolutely fucking gorgeous. I blow gently on her clit and she squirms. Then I lightly trace her lips with my tongue, staying away from where I know she wants me the most. Licking and teasing her is such a turn on. I don’t know how much longer I'm going to be able to deny my own body, but I want her to explode for me again.
"Colin, stop teasing me. I'm going crazy here." She’s panting and having difficulty speaking. Who am I to deny her what she wants? I put my lips around her clit and suck it into my mouth, flicking it with my tongue while I press two fingers inside her. She instantly pushes my shoulders with her feet, bringing her hips up and I follow her. I'm not letting go until she comes.
I'm pumping my fingers in and out and she's riding them and my face when she suddenly stops. For a second I'm not sure what's going on, but then she has an orgasm so intense that I feel her inner muscles clamp down on my fingers almost to the point of pain. Becca makes no sounds, almost like she's frozen. Then she relaxes and falls down to the bed, making a whimpering noise and shaking her head back and forth.
"Holy fucking hell, Colin." That's all she says as I take her feet off my shoulders and crawl on top of her.
"Becca, I have to have you now. I hope you're on the pill and I'm clean. I don't want anything between us. But if you do, tell me now so I can get a condom." I'm trying to be responsible, but my cock has one goal in mind.
"No, just please. I need you."
That's all I need to hear and I enter her as slowly as possible. She's so tight after the two orgasms that it takes all my control not to come right now. Once I'm inside her, I take her mouth with mine. I kiss her slowly and my hips follow that rhythm until she comes again and I follow her a couple thrusts later. This woman is nothing like any other I've ever known. She's sweet and innocent, with an edge that calls to me. I can't wait to discover even more about her.
Chapter 20-Rebecca
I wake up in a pool of sweat. Not the greatest way to start my day. However, when I roll over and find out what's making me so warm, my morning improves exponentially. I’m in Colin's bed and he's snoring lightly with his left leg sticking out from under the covers. I take pleasure in looking over his body at my leisure. He really is gorgeous. His strong arms, pulled up by his head, the pecs and sculpted abs that lead down to that wonderful "V" that men have, make me wonder what he's doing with me. I'm not ugly, but I'm not beautiful like my friends.