Teased(33)

“Oh my God, your expression was priceless. And the madder you got only convinced her more that you were beating me.”

Vida was so busy laughing she didn’t notice Colton setting the dirty dishes in the sink or crossing the room to lock the door.

“Vida?” Colton’s soft voice drew her attention as he now leaned against the counter with his arms crossed against his chest.

“Yes?” Vida wiped the tears of mirth away from her eyes.

“Do you know why I invited Tammy here?”

“Because you wanted to get laid.” Vida didn’t detect the danger she was in.

“Yes, because it was either get a woman here or fuck you. You have now taken that option out of my hands.” Colton straightened, reaching for Vida. Sliding out of his reach, she thought he was paying her back for ruining his night.

“Don’t take it so hard, Colton. Your next lay is only a phone call away,” Vida taunted.

“No, Vida. My next lay is six inches away.” Colton strode forward. Belatedly realizing that he was serious, she took off running for the door. The doorknob was in her hand and she was pulling the door open when Colton’s hand above her head slammed the door closed. Vida was held flat against the door as Colton’s body pressed against her back and ass.

Vida stood still, realizing to late when she felt Colton’s hardness against her backside just how serious he was about his intentions.

“What’s wrong, Vida. Got yourself in trouble?” Colton whispered in her ear. His mouth nuzzled her neck, sending chills down her back.

“Let me go, Colton. I’ll call Tammy and tell her I was just aggravating you.”

“Too late. I didn’t want her anyway. I want you. I was being nice keeping my hands off you. Since you don’t want to play nice, I see no reason to continue fucking women that aren’t you.”

Vida tried to struggle free, however Colton held her still while his lips continued to explore her neck. He slightly lifted his weight off her and slid his hand across her midriff, seeking and finding the bottom of her top. His firm hand glided upwards across the flesh of her stomach, causing goose bumps to rise on her flesh.

His hand slid underneath her flimsy bra to find a nipple and begin twirling it between his fingertips. With Vida’s hands against the door, she pushed back against him, but Colton forestalled her, widening his stance and using his other hand to grip her hip, pulling her ass back against his lengthening cock.

“You’re making me so hard that I could come in my jeans.” Colton’s lips found her earlobe, gently biting it at the same time pinching her hard nipple. His hand then slipped from her breast, down her quivering stomach, his fingertips sliding underneath the fabric of her sweat pants.

“Stop, Colton!” Vida protested.

Colton took a step backward, releasing her. It took Vida several seconds to become aware he had released her. Turning from the door, she saw that he was standing by the couch, clenching and unclenching his hands.

“I stopped this time, Vida. Next time you play me like that, I won’t.”

“I won’t. I’m not going to have sex with you, Colton,” Vida told him bluntly.

“Five more minutes and I would have had you begging me.” Colton’s cynical voice had Vida’s temper rising.

“I would never beg you, Colton. You take sex as seriously as chewing a piece of gum. You’re married, and you’re an ass.” Vida raised her fingers counting off each one of his faults.

“You’re a pain in my ass. I am not married. I told Tessa to get a divorce while I was in prison, she didn’t. It will be final in a couple of weeks.” Vida waited expectantly, but he made no excuses for being an ass.

“I’ll move back into King’s,” Vida decided out loud.

Colton looked at her as if her intelligence was in question. “You move back in with King then Briggs will tell Digger. Next time he takes you, he will get you out of town so fast there won’t be time to get you back before you’re sold to someone.”

Vida turned away, going to the closet to get her blankets and sheets. Making up the couch, she ignored him. Colton sighed and then left the room. Vida turned out the lights before lying down on the couch. Her body was sore and it finally hit her what Digger was going to do to her if Colton had not shown up. Moving restlessly on the couch, she was unable to get comfortable.

The nightmare came whenever she had an emotional upset. She had a recurrence for several nights after Sawyer’s disappearance, but it had eased off. It came back with a vengeance now.

The dream began with flashes of her playing with Sawyer and Callie, running down the halls and making everyone crazy. Then, the day gradually changed over to night in her dreams with the flames eating at her unconscious mind. She could still see herself screaming and knocking on Callie’s door, the smoke pouring out from underneath. Her mom ran frantically toward her, picking her up and running down the hallway with her. Sawyer’s mother was running in front of them, trying to escape the smoke filled hallway, her terrified eyes staring back at Vida had her crying in her sleep.