“Franks and Tonner,” he says, tapping just below the bold names. “My brothers who were killed eight years ago in a roadside bomb.” He swallows hard. “The moment we got back to the US, we all went together and got them in memory of our brothers.”
“That’s beautiful,” I whisper through my tight throat.
Colton pushes his workout pants down to his ankles, revealing tight black boxer briefs that make my mouth water. I sit up and pull my long-sleeved workout shirt up and over my own head, tossing it onto the floor. I wore my best bra that’s somewhat supportive, yet isn’t a sports bra, and I’m glad I did. Nothing’s sexy about a flat chest in a workout bra.
Just as I reach down to slide out of my pants, a text message notification fills the room. At first, Colton pays it no attention. His eyes are greedily drinking their fill on my exposed chest, following the delicate curves of my breasts against the light blue satin. But when it chimes a second time, he startles and reaches for his pants.
“Shit,” he says when he pulls his phone from the pocket. “It’s my mom. She wanted to give me a quick update on Milo.”
I give him a smile and nod as he dials the phone. “I’ll just slip in the bathroom quickly,” I tell him, pointing to the hallway.
“Hey, Mom. How’s my little guy doing?” I hear him say as I step behind the door and turn on the light.
Inside, I glance at my reflection in the mirror over the sink. My cheeks are rosy and my lips swollen. There’s the slightest hint of redness on my neck from where he dragged his scruffy jaw along the column of my neck. I can’t stop smiling as I gaze at the woman in the mirror. She’s come a long way since she was in California. She relocated and started over in a new city, a new house. She’s stronger than she thinks she is, that’s for sure.
I slip off my pants and wet socks and set them on the counter. When I turn around, I see the toddler seat in the tub and the yellow rubber ducky on the ledge. There’s a small blue washcloth with Superman on it sitting beside men’s shampoo. Axe bodywash sits beside a bottle of Johnson’s Baby Wash. A wide smile breaks out on my face as I think of that little boy who is quickly worming his way right into my heart. And his father?
Let’s not even go there.
I wait long enough to ensure he’s either finished with his conversation, or it’ll be ending soon. Quietly, I slip out of the bathroom and listen. There’s silence coming from his bedroom. In the doorway, I stop and just stare at the incredible man in front of me. He’s still wearing those tight boxer briefs and standing in the middle of the room, watching me. I can feel the caress of his eyes as they trace every square inch of my nearly naked body.
“Come here,” he rasps, extending his hand toward me.
Stepping into his room, I slowly make my way to him and stop when I’m directly in front of him. His hand grips my hip as he pulls me against him, his other hand gliding along my ass cheek.
“If I had known you were wearing this beneath your clothes, we wouldn’t have made it out of the house to go to class.” He moves one hand up my side and around to the front, trailing a finger down the center of my chest. Air catches in my throat as he caresses my skin. This man is playing my body like a violin, and we’ve only just begun.
My mind spins as desire courses through my veins. “I love the way you touch me,” I confess, my eyes closed as I savor the feel of his skin against mine.
“Honey, we’ve only just begun.”
And then the lights go out.
Literally.
We’re standing in the dark, almost naked, and we lose power. The wind howls outside the eerily quiet house. Neither of us moves as we wait to see if the power comes back on, but after several long seconds, we’re still bathed in total darkness.
“Well, this wasn’t exactly what I had in mind.”
I can’t help it, I laugh. “Talk about a mood killer,” I mumble, glancing around for any sign of light.
“Stay here,” Colton says. I feel his hands leave my body, and instantly miss them. He takes a few steps and then cries out when he walks into his nightstand. “Shit! I didn’t realize I was that close.”
“Oh, God, are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” he grumbles, moments before the light from his phone illuminates the room. He points it around the room and toward the window. “There must be a massive outage. I can’t see any streetlights either.”
“You should check on Milo,” I find myself saying, taking a step his way.
“Good idea,” he replies as he pulls up one of his call list favorites. “Hey, Mom. Yeah, everything’s okay. Sorry to call again. We just lost power and wanted to check on you guys.” He listens to his mom on the other end. “Well, that’s good. It must just be this side of town.” Again, he listens, his eyes meeting mine through the darkness. That sexy smirk crosses his lips. “I’ll be sure to knock on the door and make sure she’s okay.”
My hand covers my mouth to muffle my giggle.
“No, we’ll be fine. I’m going to light the fireplace. I’ll make sure Hollis stays warm,” he tells her, but there’s something in his eyes that says his plan involves something dirty. “All right, Mom. Love you too. Give my boy a kiss for me.”
When he hangs up the phone, he pulls me into his arms. “My mom is worried about you. She wants to make sure you’re warm. My mind is suddenly conjuring up all sorts of different ways to make sure you’re… hot and bothered.”
Feeling bold once more, I lean up on my tiptoes, pressing my lips to his. When our eyes connect, I whisper, “Prove it.”
Chapter 9
Colton
Prove it. She has no idea what she’s saying. I’ve imagined my hands on her body hundreds of times. I’m also a man of many talents. I’ll make damn sure I’m utilizing my every talent, including those of my tongue and my cock. I have so many ways to keep her hot and bothered. She isn’t aware that she’s just given me permission to unleash the beast.
“I need to start a fire, and I need you completely naked.” I kiss her lips once more before forcing myself to step away from her. “We’re moving this party to the living room.”
“What can I do?”
“Blankets and pillows. There are extras in the hall closet.” I lean in for another kiss, just a quick peck. I can’t seem to help myself when it comes to her. Now that I know her lips are as soft and as sweet as I imagined them to be, I need them. All the time, I need them. “You have your phone for light?”
“Yes.” Her reply is breathless and has my cock making himself known in my black boxer briefs and it’s making it really fucking difficult to walk away from her right now.
“Pillows, blankets, and nothing against this flawless skin,” I remind her. I have to force myself to step back and turn away from her. I need to get a fire started, so we can extinguish the one coursing through my veins. I detour to the nightstand and grab my new, never opened box of condoms and walk past her to the living room. If I touch her again, we’ll freeze to death.
Ten minutes later, the fire is blazing, and the flames are already starting to warm up the room. The chill in the air was starting to set in; it’s well below freezing outside, so I knew it wouldn’t take long. The homeowner in me hopes they can get it back on quickly. You know, frozen pipes and all that. The man in me, well, he likes the idea of cuddling by the fire with a beautiful woman to stay warm. When I bought this place, I wasn’t sure I’d ever use the fireplace, but, in this moment, I’ve never been more grateful for its existence. Even more so, the firewood the previous owners left on the back porch. It’s as if all the stars are aligning tonight, and Hollis and I are destined to quell this ache we’re both feeling.
“I think this is good,” Hollis says.
I turn to face her, and she looks even more beautiful in the light of the fire. “Let me help you.” I stand and move the coffee table to the side of the room, and together we start laying out blankets on the floor, layer after layer, and then the pillows. I save an old quilt to cover us up with.
“Looks cozy,” Hollis comments as our eyes meet.
Instead of reminding her she’s supposed to be ridding herself of the small scraps of material adorning her skin, I stand here, watching her. Waiting for her to bare herself to me. She doesn’t disappoint as she reaches behind her and unhooks her bra. Arms at her sides, her hands are in fists as she stands before me in nothing but a pair of panties.
“You okay?” I ask, my voice gritty.
“Yes. It’s just… been a while for me.”
“Hollis, we don’t have to do this,” I say the words as my body screams for me to shut the hell up. I ignore my need for her. “I never want you to do anything that you don’t feel comfortable with.”
My words seem to relax her. “I want this, Colt. I want you.”
I nod. Sliding my hands into the waistband of my boxer briefs, I pull them off, letting them pool at my feet. No point in delaying the inevitable. Kicking them to the side, away from our makeshift bed, I stand here, stark naked in front of her. My cock bobs against my abdomen, and twitches when she takes me in for the first time. I stroke myself root to tip while she watches. It’s not until her tongue peeks out and licks her lips that I move this party along.
“Hollis, babe, you’re killing me here. I need you fucking naked. Now.” My voice is a growl, not one of anger but of lust. She must be able to sense it because she offers me a sweet smile before she wiggles out of her yoga panties.
Boy shorts—at least I think that’s what they’re called—have never looked so good. I watch her, and even though there is a slight tremble in her hands, she continues to step out of them, tossing them to the side.
We’re naked.
Finally.
With my hand still tightly fisted around my cock, I take small steps, allowing me time to rake my eyes over her naked body. She’s flawless. Her tits look to be a perfect handful, and the softness of her belly leads me to a small landing strip that disappears between her thighs. My mouth waters at the thought of tasting her.
“Colt?” Her voice is soft. My eyes snap to hers, and she looks worried. “W-What are you doing?”
“I’ve wanted this,” I tell her as I give my cock another long stroke. “From the minute I laid eyes on you, I wished I could see you like this. Bare to me. I finally get the chance, and I’m going to take full advantage of it. I want to make sure that when I need to, I can pull this moment up in my mind and relive it.”
“Oh.” Her lips form the perfect circle, and I can’t help but think that’s how she would look with my cock in her mouth.
Hollis Taylor is my new obsession.
I can’t fight it.
I don’t want to fight it.
Not anymore.
She bites down on her lip, something I’ve noticed she does when she’s nervous or unsure. I need to loosen her up. A few more steps and I’m standing so close I can feel the heat from her naked body seep into my own. The room is bathed in a soft glow from the fire, and although unplanned, it’s pretty epic as far as romance goes. I’m rusty as hell when it comes to wooing women. Hell, I don’t know that I ever have. Maybe in high school? Once I enlisted, picking up women was easy. All I had to do was tell them I was in the Army, and just like that, panties were dropping everywhere. I used that to my advantage. Of course, I also had the good fortune of the Callahan genes running through my veins.
“Come here.” Placing my hands on her hips, I pull her close. I’m now the one biting down on my bottom lip as her naked body, all that soft, silky skin, presses against mine. “Dance with me,” I murmur.
“T-There’s no music.”
She’s right. I’d use my phone, but without power, I need to save my battery in case my parents or Milo needs me. “Of course there is.” My voice is low and husky, and I try to fight off the physical need that’s taking over my body as I hold her tight. “Listen to the fire.”
Her hands lock behind my neck, her tits showcasing her hard nipples as they mold to my chest. Other than the first moment I held my son, nothing has ever felt this right. I pull her as close as I can get her, our naked bodies aligned perfectly, and with more restraint than I knew I was capable of, we begin to casually sway to the sound of the crackling fire.
My eyes are closed because I know once I see her, those plump lips, and the shimmer of need in her green eyes, I’m a goner. Instead, I bury my face in her neck, and her smell surrounds me. Just a taste. Just a little nibble to tide me over. My tongue peeks out and traces her skin.
“Oh, God,” she moans.
That’s all the green light I need. I nip and suck at her neck, grinding my hard cock into her belly. It was my intention to just sample what the night before us holds, but instead, I’m driving us both crazy.
When she reaches down and wraps her hand around my cock, all bets are off. “Hollisss,” I hiss. Fuck, I can’t have her hands on me just yet or this is going to be over before we get started. And that is going to be disappointing for both of us. “Lie down.” With Herculean effort, I pull away from her and settle onto the bed of blankets and pillows on the living room floor.
“Lie back, beautiful,” I say when she takes a seat next to me. She does as I ask, and a shiver races through her body. I’m not sure if it’s the chill in the room or the anticipation, but I’m not willing to risk it. I move to sit on my knees, facing her. Slowly, my hand travels up her silky-smooth thighs. I don’t stop until I reach the promised land. “All this for me?” I ask, and even I can hear the awe in my voice at finding her pussy soaking wet.
My mouth waters.
“Open for me.” She doesn’t hesitate to spread her legs apart. I maneuver myself so that I’m resting between her thighs before reaching over and grabbing a blanket. Pulling the blanket over my shoulders, I lower my body and pull it over my head and over her body. Part of me wishes I could see her, that I could watch her as I taste her, but there will be time for that. This isn’t a one and done for me. I already know she’s under my skin, and tonight, that just makes me crave her even more.
Tired of waiting, I suck her clit into my mouth while my hands travel up her body under the blanket. With a plump breast in each hand, I roll her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, all while my mouth is devouring her. Her legs tighten around my head, which only fuels my desire to devour her. I’m relentless, and when her legs begin to quiver, I get my hands involved. One finger then two, I slide them inside her, gently pumping while taking turns massaging her clit with my tongue and my thumb. My cock painfully presses against the blankets we’re lying on.
I need to be inside her.
Now.
My hand pumps faster, and that’s all it takes. Her legs squeeze me, her back arches off the floor, and she cries out my name. I don’t stop until her legs relax. Pulling away from her, I wipe my mouth on the blanket and move my way up her body, kissing everywhere my lips will reach on my way. When my head pops out of the blanket, her eyes are closed, and she has a small, satisfied smile on her lips. My heart skips not just from how beautiful she looks in this moment, but because I did that.
Me.
Colton Callahan.
“You’re stunning,” I say once again, memorizing everything about this moment.
Her eyes flutter open, and the small smile grows. Her hand slides between us, and she again has my cock in her hand. I close my eyes as she slowly strokes me. “My turn.”
“No.” I shake my head as a rough sputter of laughter leaves my chest. “I’m not coming in your mouth. I need to be inside you.”
“We have all night,” she counters.
“Exactly.” Snaking my arm out underneath the covers, I grab the box of condoms. I end up having to sit up as I tear open the box and retrieve a small foil packet. I have the pack ripped open and us protected within seconds before pulling the blanket back up over my shoulders and I’m settled between her thighs.
Elbows resting on the floor on either side of her head, I brush the hair back from her face. My eyes hold hers for four
heartbeats before she reaches between us and helps guide my steel length inside her. Slowly, inch after inch, I push forward until I’m fully seated. Eyes closed, I tilt my head back and absorb this feeling. The warmth of her body surrounding mine. I can’t explain it, and I know it sounds crazy as hell, but this feels different. Unlike anytime before her, before this moment. It’s incredible, and I need just a minute to reel it in. Deep even breaths in. Slowly release.
“I-I wasn’t sure you would fit” is her whispered confession that causes me to open my eyes.
“Like you were made for me.” I press my lips to hers, taking my time, letting my tongue duel with hers. Her body instantly relaxes, and I slide in a little deeper. Something I didn’t think was possible. Her eyes widen. “You okay?”
“So okay.” She gives me a shy smile.
Leisurely, I begin the slow dance of push and pull. Her hands slide under my arms, and her nails dig into my back. I’m taking my time. We’ve got all night, and I plan to take full advantage of the fact.
“There,” she instructs as I push in deep. Her legs lift, and she locks them behind my back, crossing her ankles.
Pulling out, I go deep again, causing her to moan. That’s the gratification I’m looking for, so I continue on. Each thrust develops faster and becomes more intense as the walls of her pussy clamp around my cock. Biting down on my bottom lip, I hold off my orgasm. I don’t go until she does.
Faster and faster, I rock into her until she cries out, something I don’t understand, and like a vise, her pussy squeezes me, and no matter how hard I try to fight it, I lose control, spilling over inside her. Spent, I manage to rest my forehead against hers as I try and catch my breath. Her chest is rapidly rising and falling, mimicking my own.
When I can finally pull away, I miss the warmth of her being wrapped around me. “I’m just going to go handle this. Don’t move.” Climbing to my feet, I find my legs are a little shaky. Not that the revelation should come as a surprise to me; I’ve never come that hard in my entire life.
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