Chapter 34
DEJA
Colin let out a quiet groan against my mouth, but he didn’t keep me waiting, kissing me back with the same passionate intensity as he had back on the beach. I melted into him, every nerve in my body coming to life when he hooked his arm around my hips and pulled me flush against him.
I wasn’t sure if I’d expected him to have a bit of a dominant streak behind closed doors, but within seconds, he pushed me back up against the door with a very quiet thud, his strong frame pressing me against it. “What I’m planning depends on how far you’ll let me go.”
“We’re getting married, Colin.”
“Yeah, but you said the traditions are important to you,” he murmured as his lips broke away from mine to press hot, feverish kisses along the column of my neck. “I meant it when I said I respect that, Deja.”
I groaned, pressing my head back against the wood as I tried to think past the haze of lust in my brain.
Colin and I were getting married, but our engagement wasn’t fully official yet.
That would only happen after Al-Khutbah, and as much as my body rebelled against the decision I was about to make, I didn’t have a ring on my finger yet.
Since he was, in fact, the man I was going to marry, that seemed like an important detail. “Do we think we should wait until it’s official before we…”
I trailed off to moan when his teeth grazed against my skin, but he got the gist of what I’d been about to say anyway. “Yeah. Okay. That seems fair.”
“Everything else is fair game?” I suggested on a breathy whisper as I wound my fingers into his hair. “Shit, I really hate myself for this.”
He let out a throaty chuckle, kissing his way back up to my mouth before he paused to look into my eyes. I saw the desire burning in his gaze, but he didn’t push it. “A bit of anticipation will make it even better when it does happen.”
“I think we’re way past a bit of anticipation,” I shot back, my hips starting to rock of their own accord when he leaned a little further against me.
Colin groaned softly, one of his hands taking my hip in a firm grip while the other caught the side of my neck. When he sealed his lips over mine again, the kiss was harder and more urgent. His whole body got involved as he flexed his fingers on my hip and stroked my cheek with his thumb.
I wound my arms around his neck and hung on, my knees threatening to buckle when he started grinding ever so lightly against me. Sparks shot through my entire being at the sensation of his hard length brushing against my core, my panties completely soaked almost immediately.
I arched into him, but the guy knew what he was doing, just kissing me deeply and moving back a little every time I tried to press myself harder against him.
By the time I was dizzy with need, he finally ran a hand along the inside of my thigh, sliding his fingers just the first few inches under my dress.
“Colin,” I whispered, holding onto his shoulders for dear life with one hand while running the other down the strong planes of his back.
“I know, but we’re going to have to keep it down, okay?” he whispered against my lips, those fingertips searing against my skin as he slowly lifted them higher.
“I can be quiet when I have to be,” I replied, biting back a moan even as I said it.
He lifted his head to flash me the sexiest devilish smirk. “I guess we’re about to put that theory to the test.”
Finally bringing his hand up all the way, he cupped my mound over my panties and let out a quiet groan when he felt how drenched the fabric was. “I stand corrected. We’re going to have to find out how quiet I can be when I have to.”
I chuckled, beyond surprised that he could make me laugh even in a moment like this, but then he slid a finger around the front panel of my panties and the laughter immediately gave way to a soft gasp.
Colin’s breathing was labored, but I heard a sharp intake of breath from him too, his movements slow enough that it was like I could feel him holding back.
When he finally circled a finger around my clit, I almost cried out, immediately clamping a hand over my mouth to keep any sound from escaping. Colin brought his other hand up to my breast, tweaking my nipple through my dress as he drew another slow, exploratory circle that made my knees buckle.
As if he felt how close I was to collapsing, which to be fair, he probably did, he suddenly wrapped both hands around the backs of my thighs and lifted me effortlessly off my feet. I laughed and grabbed hold of his shoulders just in time. I sealed my mouth back over his as he carried me to his bed.
He laid me down across it. Those eyes blazed with heat as he followed me onto the mattress.
Kissing me again, he pressed his hips between mine.
That hard bulge brushed against me again and I went to hook my ankles around his hips to keep him there, and possibly drag him closer, but instead, he rolled off me.
Before I could protest, he was kissing me hard and hungrily, dragging his hand back up between my legs, but not touching me again until he had rid me of my panties. I didn’t even know where he’d tossed them, but I didn’t care.
Despite this being our very first time doing anything like this, Colin seemed to know exactly how to touch me to drive me wild, teasing my entrance while bringing his thumb back to my clit. It wasn’t long before I started shaking, the first wisps of pleasure tightening into knots deep inside.
“Come for me, Deja,” he whispered between kisses, and while I hadn’t consciously been waiting for permission, it was like those words unlocked the orgasm that’d been building, sending pleasure cascading through my body in waves so intense that it nearly made me scream.
He swallowed every sound that tried to escape, seeing me through before cleaning me up—with his mouth—and sending me straight back to the edge before I’d even begun to recover.
In the aftermath, it felt like my bones had been liquefied, but when he crawled up beside me, I reached between us and popped the button on his jeans.
“You don’t have to?—”
He cut off the harsh whisper when I slid my hand into his underwear and wrapped my fist around his rock-hard shaft, wishing I could see him in all his glory but knowing that right now I had to settle for this.
We had our whole lives ahead of us for everything else, but I could practically feel the urgency pouring off him and he hadn’t made me wait.
I wouldn’t do that to him tonight either.
I rolled over to face him, my head on his arm as I stroked, hoping I could make this even semi-okay for him considering that I still couldn’t quite feel my bones.
He nipped at my lips but then finally surrendered and began thrusting into my grip.
I almost moaned when I felt how hard he was, and I did moan when the first bead of wetness coated my fingertip as I dragged it across his tip, but the way his body stiffened when he came genuinely almost took me over the edge with him.
It was incredible what being with him was doing to me, how it was affecting me in ways I’d never felt before, but before I could overthink it, he tucked me under the blankets and slid in behind me, pulling me into his arms and effectively vanquishing any notion of thought.
“Think we can get away with this?” he murmured against the back of my neck.
I cuddled into him, my eyes sliding shut as I slid my hand over his at my belly. “Maybe for a little while.”
When I opened my eyes again, it was just about sunrise, the sky turning that telltale deep blue outside. I turned lazily into Colin, inhaling the scent of his cologne on the pillow before I realized I’d stayed the whole night in his bed.
Oh, shit. Shit, shit, shit.
I sat up slowly, my heart starting to pound as it dawned on me that I had to sneak back to my room—all the way across the expansive house and upstairs—without anyone seeing me.
Colin was still asleep, one arm flung over his eyes while the other was still stretched out toward me, like he was reaching for me even in his sleep.
For just a second, I considering waking him to say goodbye, but God only knew what my father had planned for him today. He deserved every minute of sleep he could get, so I moved as gently as I could to the edge of the bed, careful not to wake him as I stood up.
Thanks to my edict last night that we should wait to go all the way, I was still wearing my sundress, but my panties were gone. I smiled a little as I decided not to look for them, leaving them for him to find instead.
The mere thought of how he might react almost got me all hot and bothered again, but since I couldn’t afford to crawl back into bed with him, I shoved the thought aside and grabbed my shoes.
Quietly unlocking his door when I reached it, I cracked it open to make sure there was no one in the hallway.
Then I glanced back at him one last time and blew him a kiss he didn’t see before I slipped out.
The wooden parts of the old floors creaked softly with every other step, but I made it through the living rooms, past the kitchen, and down the next hallways without encountering another soul.
I spotted pots on the stove and the oven light on when I passed the kitchen, which meant Nanna was awake but not there.
Hopefully, she’s gone to take a shower.
Birds were only just starting to wake when I stole upstairs. I pulled my door open just wide enough to fit through, then pulled myself through, tumbling very ungracefully onto the carpet inside.
“I was beginning to wonder if you’d gotten lost.”
I froze when the voice spoke up from much too close. Very slowly, I turned my head to see Nanna standing in my room with a broom in hand, sweeping the floor without even looking at me.
“Good morning,” I squeaked. “What are you doing here?”
She ignored my question, finally looking up into my eyes with one of her eyebrows arching. “It’s a good thing your engagement announcement is today because there’s no backing out now.”
Heat rushed to my face. “Nanna!”
“What?”
“Nothing happened,” I said as I managed to find my feet, get them underneath me, and stand up. “We were just spending some time together.”
“Uh-huh.” She swept her way out of my room as I retreated to my en-suite bathroom. “I’ll expect you in the kitchen in ten.”
“I’ll be there,” I called softly before closing the door behind me, mortified to have to been busted by my grandmother but still feeling so giddy after last night that it was hard to wipe the smile off my face.
“Oh my God,” I muttered under my breath as I climbed into the shower, setting the water to hot while trying to decide whether to curse or just keep smiling.
If I’d had any idea how good Colin was in bed, I would have snuck into his bedroom weeks ago, and now that I knew, I had a feeling I was going to be skirting a lot more security until the day finally came that I could just openly crawl into bed beside him.