He wasn’t an idiot; he could see she was worn out. He’d kept her up half the night making love. “Come here.” He eased toward her, unbuckling the thick leather belt around his waist. He set the belt on the counter then made quick time of pulling her round hips against his body.
The day had been hell and all he wanted was to hear his baby laugh and feel her warm body in his arms. She didn’t protest when he slid his hands under her ass and lifted. She wrapped her arms around his neck and held on while he planted her on the counter.
“Colin,” she said with a whimper. “I missed you today.”
He took the spoon from her hand. “I missed you, too. I’m sorry I kept you up last night. We can sleep tonight, okay?” The feel of her silky hair sliding through his fingers made him want to go slow, to let her know he cared about how she felt.
They hadn’t repeated what they’d said by the lake, but the sense they both knew it hadn’t been a dream rested between them. They didn’t have to say they loved each other. They proved it by the way they made love, the way they couldn’t wait to get home to each other.
She nodded then ran her hands over his shoulders. He watched as she unbuttoned his shirt and freed his arms. His undershirt followed and she didn’t hesitate to pull that over his head. Her sweet smile was such a contrast to the naughty gleam in her bright eyes. He eased his hips between her knees. She tightened her thighs and leaned forward, sliding her tongue between his lips. He loved when she took what she needed as if he was there only for her pleasure.
When he tilted his head, he felt her palm wrap around his dick. “I want this. I don’t care if dinner burns.”
“Fuck,” he growled and pressed against her massaging touch. He gripped the hem of her shirt and tugged it over her head. “I want to suck on these. I can see your nipples through your bra. Can I fuck you between your tits? I want to feel them all over my cock.” She moaned and reached behind her back. Thank God the silky fabric fell before he had to rip the damn thing off. The twin mounds fell into place as he rolled one tight nipple between his thumb and finger.
If he didn’t get inside her soon, he was going to blow all over her leg. “Lay back. I’m going to make you come so hard, baby.”
“Jesus! Jesus! Oh God!” Lea startled and leaned up, covering her naked breasts with her arms. “Colin! Holy God! Lea!” Stacey yelled from the kitchen doorway. “No... No... No. I’m not seeing this.”
His first instinct was to protect Lea’s dignity. He pulled her close to his chest. “Mom, calm down. It’s okay.”
“Okay?” Stacey roared. “Okay, Colin? Okay that my best friend is topless and you’re saying…saying…for God’s sake, saying that to her! You can’t even look at me can you, Lea? He’s almost half your age! He’s my son!”
Colin’s heart clenched when he felt Lea’s chest heave. Hell, she clung so tightly to him, he could feel her heart beating in her chest. “Mom, go home and we’ll call you tomorrow.”
“I never—I never thought—you, Lea? You’re my best friend. Does Rachel know?”
Colin felt Lea shake her head. “No, Mom, she doesn’t. No one but Dad.”
That fueled a fire he hadn’t intended. “What! Your dad knows and said this whole arrangement is okay? Well it’s not, Colin. What kind of future can you two have, or is this just about sex?”
Colin did everything he could to keep Lea calm and get his mom out of the house without exploding. “Mom, go home. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.”
“Don’t bother, Colin. Obviously, you two have”— she waved her hand at the counter—“unfinished business you need to get back to. And, Lea, don’t bother calling me either. Doing this is one thing, but doing it behind my back is...well, it’s—I’m going home.”
The front door slammed and Colin felt Lea’s body jump with the thud. “Baby?” He lifted her chin so he could assess the damage. Her cherry colored cheeks glistened. “I’ll fix this. I promise I’ll get everything straightened out tomorrow.”
She weakly pushed his chest and slipped off the counter. “She’s right,” she said, walking back to the stove. “I’m almost twice your age. What were we thinking?”
Colin didn’t want to hear any of this. “No, Lea, I’m a grown ass man and you’re a beautiful woman. This is about us not anyone else. And, you’re not half my Goddamn age.”
After she turned off the knobs on the stove, she grabbed her shirt and covered her chest. “And what happens when you find that woman who can give you what you need? I can’t be twenty-four again, Colin. I like my age. I like where I’m at in my life.”