In His Bed(32)

He ran his fingers along her calf and said, “Not really. I think you need to come closer.”

“Oh yeah?” She bent down to crawl over his narrow hips. “Close enough?”

He gently fisted her ponytail and pulled her in for a quick kiss. “Nope. Closer.”

She sat on his thighs and unfastened his cargo shorts. Several tugs and she tossed them onto the grass. “See them now?”

“Getting better, but still fuzzy.” He wrapped his hand around the hard length between his strong thighs. His cock twitched and a clear bead of liquid appeared at the little slit on the smooth head. Her pussy leaked, but she didn’t care. Colin’s words, his gorgeous body, the way he made her feel like the only woman in the world made her skin quiver to be touched.

“Maybe,” he said, pulling his fist up and smearing the clear liquid, making the broad head slick, “you should sit on my lap. I think I could see them then.”

She couldn’t take her eyes off his hand as she straddled his waist. “I think that’s a good idea.” He positioned his cock at her opening and she sat down, filling her pussy with his thickness.

He raised his hips at the same time he laid his head back. “Jesus Christ, Lea, you’re so fucking tight every time.”

She splayed her fingers on his powerful chest and stilled her hips. “You’re so big every time.”

When he opened his eyes, she expected him to say something snarky or sexy, hell even funny, but he didn’t. “I love you. Lea.”

This was her biggest fear and hope in the same sentence. She was broken. Broke right the hell down because no man had ever said it to her like that, like his life depended on it.

“Don’t look at me like that. You heard me,” he said and leaned up, cradling her hips in his lap. When his hand spanned the back of her skull, she was still so drunk on his words she didn’t move. His other hand gripped her hip, making her feel sheltered in a muscular cocoon. “Everything’s okay, Lea, just move for me. Let me feel you against me.”

She should’ve panicked, stood up, and run behind a tree, but she couldn’t. She couldn’t run away because no matter where she went, she felt the same. She needed his strength. The pulse in his cock radiated through her pussy, forcing the frantic cadence of her heart to race not from panic but from passion.

He tenderly pressed on the back of her head, laying her cheek in the crook of his neck. This moment could last forever—couldn’t it? “Colin...”she whispered, hoping the way he started to thrust his hips wasn’t a dream, the way he filled her body was real.

He nibbled on the shell of her ear, sending tiny shivers through her neck. “Yes, baby?”

“Me, too,” she whispered.

Had she ever been hugged so hard? She couldn’t recall in all her life ever feeling so cherished. “I know, baby. I know.”

Lea thought her nerves would take over after they’d made love and the reality of what they’d said would sink it, but that never happened. They laughed and played in the water. Colin left the fish he caught floating in some metal contraption in the water. Even Charlie lay on the blanket enjoying a new bone.

The day was perfect and to end their lazy afternoon Colin surprised her with another treat. “What sounds good?” he asked as he pulled the truck onto the gravel parking lot at the Dairy Shack. “I think Charlie wants a vanilla cone.” The dog perked her bat-like ears when he said her name.

“I bet she does.” Lea was happy—really happy and somehow Colin knew how to make their wonderful afternoon special. He knew she’d be uneasy about what they’d shared and this was his way of making everything okay. “I’m going to try something new.”

Colin held onto Charlie’s leash as he opened the truck door. “Like, maybe, tie me up or I could pour marshmallow cream all over your tits and go to town. Do you mean new like that? Wait, did you mean the ice cream?” She felt like they were really dating when he glanced over and winked. Forgetting about the age difference between them was easy when he treated her like his woman. They were two people in love. A concept so simple. Wasn’t it?

“I meant the ice cream!”

“But you have to admit the marshmallow cream is a killer idea.”

She grinned with the sexy thought. “Yes, it is.”

They walked up to the outdoor counter, Colin’s one hand twined with hers and the other holding onto Charlie’s leash. The girl behind the counter beamed a smile with eyes roaming up and down Colin’s naked chest. Lea should’ve been offended, but if she were the girl, she would’ve done the same thing.