After closing the door behind them, Colton went to the kitchen.
“Sit down. I’m going to fix you a drink.” Vida kept on the coat as she sat on the couch and buried her face in her hands.
“Here” Colton handed her a glass with whiskey and ice. Vida made a face at the strong taste. “Drink it; it’ll help you sleep.” Vida sipped her drink as Colton sat down next to her.
“That was the worst thing I’ve ever had to do in my life.” Vida shuddered. “He was telling me how and where they put those women, and I just wanted to vomit, but I had to pretend I wanted him.”
“Vida, maybe now they can shut down the bastards and put them away,” he said grimly.
“God, Colton, I hope so. I keep thinking of Sawyer; how scared she must be, who has her, if he…”
“Don’t think about it tonight, Vida. It’s bad enough without you thinking about it constantly.”
Vida stared at her hands, realizing that she still had on her red gloves. Staring blankly, all she could see was Sawyers face staring back at her.
“She’s so shy, Colton. Her mom was really overprotective because of Sawyer’s father getting killed so young. She was terrified something would happen to Sawyer. After the fire, she was even worse. She never let Sawyer have fun, or go places with her friends. When her mom died, Sawyer started going out more, but she was so shy. She just didn’t fit in. Gradually, she stopped trying to go out very much. That was why I was so happy that she was excited about going out with this new guy she’d met. We tell each other everything. She hadn’t had sex before. If they raped her…” Vida began crying.
“Vida, please stop, baby.”
Colton pulled her onto his lap until she was facing him. “Let’s get all this out of your mind for a few hours at least.”
Unbuttoning the coat, he pulled it off. Vida sat facing him with her knees on the couch next to his hips. It was the same position that she had been in an hour ago with Briggs except now the feeling inside of her wasn’t disgust; it was a low hum of pleasure that was growing inside of her belly.
“Colton, I need to go to bed. I’m tired.”
“If you go to sleep now, you’ll be tossing and turning all night. Let’s neck awhile then you’ll sleep like a baby.”
“I don’t like it when you call me, baby.” Vida stood up on her knees over him, preparing to go shower.
Colton’s hands went to her hips, clenching them in a tight grip.
“Why? When I touch you, I feel how fucking soft your skin is and it reminds me how I plan to take such good care of you.” The suggestive look on his face left little doubt in her mind exactly how he planned to take care of her.
“Red is definitely your color, but I prefer that black scrap of material you had on the first time I saw you on stage. I could see your little pink nipples and that tiny piece of material over your pussy and all I could think about was how hard and fast I could fuck you before I came.”
Vida started to tremble as his hand reached up and began unbuttoning her corset top. She reached out to grab his wrists, but she didn’t exert any strength to stop him from exposing her breasts. Colton leaned forward and took her nipple into his mouth, biting down gently until she leaned closer, giving in to his silent demand. His teeth released her and his tongue gently began to lave the hardened tip.
She had clung to her virginity as a way to protect herself from getting hurt, yet Colton had her body and mind in turmoil. The problem was, she had fallen in love with a man that protected his wife enough to go to prison for her, who was loyal despite the ultimate betrayal. Colton would never be a Prince Charming, but he could be her knight in shining armor, if she took the leap.
Vida’s head fell back and her body arched towards his. Colton’s hands fell to her stocking covered thighs, sliding upwards until they reached the naked flesh of her upper thighs, gliding to her mound covered by the tiny red panties.
His fingers slid underneath, expertly finding the tiny bundle of hidden nerves. He stroked the delicate flesh until she thought she would scream. Still unsatisfied from the last time he had played with her, it didn’t take long before Vida was squirming on his lap.
One long finger entered her tight sheath and she couldn’t help the slight wince of pain. Colton’s thumb rubbed harder against her clit, easing the finger out before moving it steadily back inside of her, creating a rhythmic stroking that had her leaning forward to kiss him, pushing her tongue into his mouth. Colton chuckled at her attempt of aggressiveness, letting her have her way with his mouth while he added another finger to the one steadily pumping inside of her.