In His Bed(24)

He tore the square open and pulled the lubricated condom free. Grateful he’d thought about protection, she concentrated on the vibrations throbbing through her body.

He rolled the condom over his hard cock then tucked his hands under her bottom and pulled. In one swift motion, her legs were draped over the edge of the bed. His grip on her legs, easing her calves onto his shoulders, made her pussy contract.

Without a word he gripped his cock, wiping the crown between the folds of her sex. When his eyes lifted to meet her gaze, he said, “I can’t wait, Lea. I hope you’re ready. I know I’m big. I’ll go slow.”

She wanted it fast, slow, she didn’t care. Six month had passed since she’d an overnight date and it had been a disaster. Not all men cared if their partner had an orgasm. Lea raised her hands and gripped Colin’s tight forearms. With the wide tip stretching her body, she sucked in a breath and waited. The intense heat subsided as he pushed further.

Vibrations deep inside her channel throbbed. He pressed until his cock filled and stretched every inch of her core. The sensation felt so intimate, exposing her for what she really was. A woman who desperately needed to feel connected to this man. This was so wrong. She flinched. “Are you okay?” He pressed several tender kisses against her temple.

A moment later the sensation eased. She wanted him to know this moment had to be a whispered secret between them. “This isn’t right, Colin. I know we shouldn’t. I need to be with you tonight. I’ll hate myself in the morning.”

He opened his mouth, spiking his tongue deep between her lips as he pulled back his hips and pushed. The twinge of pain rocketed through her stomach. He’d hit something deep inside again, but with each thrust the discomfort subsided, leaving only earth-shattering ecstasy behind.

He dipped his head, nestling his face in her neck. The pace slowed then went faster. With each thrust her pussy stretched wider until a bead of pleasure curled and twisted, forcing her to lift her hips off the bed. Colin thrust harder, pining her pelvis against the bed.

“Damn, you feel so fucking good, Lea. It’s never felt like this. No hate. Okay? We’re not going to hate ourselves for this.”

“Okay, no hate,” she said, pushing the regret of her words deep into a dark place in her thoughts. The edge crept closer, her body tipping into the bliss of pleasure. The orgasm rippled through her legs, ascending her spine until she screamed and her body shook.

“Fuck, Lea. Fuck. God, your pussy’s so fucking tight. I gotta come.” When he leaned up, Lea raised onto her weak elbows, fighting the twinkling stars in her vision to watch as Colin pulled his cock free from her body and tugged off the condom.

As soon as the smooth tip was free he pumped his fist along the shaft. “Fuck. Fuck,” he chanted as he slipped his fingers along her pussy lips to pull them apart. He stared, an awed expression painting his handsome face. “Are you ready, baby? I got this. Jesus, I got this for you.”

He came, hot, thick bursts of semen spilling onto her belly. He stroked until the quivering in his arms and the contractions of his strong abdominal muscles subsided and his quick breaths eased. The first thing she could audibly make out was the deep timbre of his laugh. She opened her eyes and watched as he fell onto the bed beside her. He rested his hand on his chest. “Goddamn, woman, you’re so hot.”

Lea tried to laugh, but it came out as a weak sigh. Her body had just been through the most erotic experience of her life and all she could think about was a cool shower and a soft pillow. But not Colin. He turned onto this side. “Let’s get in the pool. I’m burning up.”

Lea laughed. Was he crazy? She could barely move. “I don’t think so.”

He got up and took her hands, pulling her until she stood. Her legs wobbled. “Easy there tiger,” he teased. “I want to float on a raft and relax. We can watch the stars and talk.”

“If I fall asleep, will you keep me from drowning?” She was only half kidding.

He pulled her against his chest and cradled the back of her head. “I swear,” he said between gentle kisses against her hair. “I’ll never let you drown.”

Two hours later they were toweling off their naked bodies and walking upstairs. They stopped in front of Lea’s bedroom. “Can we...can we sleep in my room tonight?” he asked.

Was she ready to make this more personal than it’d already become? She knew she was going to have to grovel when Stacey found out they’d slept together, but if Stacey thought they were having a relationship, no telling what her friend would do.

“Maybe another night?” Lea said, hoping not to hurt his feelings.