Chapter 31
Emma
Iwas still worrying about Colin as I stood in front of the door of his home in California.
Shelby had made it clear that there was nothing physically wrong with him, but she’d said he wasn’t focusing on anything and that he wasn’t the same man he’d been when he’d left California for Michigan.
That worried me.
Colin was the most focused and self-disciplined guy I’d ever known.
She’d also mentioned that he just seemed sad, and that had killed me.
I’d wanted to see him in person, and Shelby had made that happen in a heartbeat for me.
I liked Shelby.
She was a sweet woman, and it was clear that she really cared about Colin.
She hadn’t gone into a lot of detail about him except for the fact that he wasn’t functioning normally.
That was all I’d really needed to hear.
If he really needed me, I was here for him.
I didn’t intend to be a long-distance girlfriend who only wanted to hear about pleasant things.
He’d never mentioned anything about his lack of focus or his issues on the phone with me, but we were going to talk about it in person.
Obviously, something bad had happened since he’d returned to California.
He was hiding something that was eating him alive, and I was going to find out exactly what was up with him.
What if his altered mental status was happening because of some kind of medical condition?
Maybe there were no physical symptoms that he was willing to tell anyone about, but he might be sick.
That thought had been plaguing me since Shelby had first called me.
I hadn’t told Wren that I thought her dad might be ill. I’d just told her that I really wanted to talk to Colin in person. She’d very happily agreed to stay with Brock for as long as I wanted to stay in California.
I wouldn’t stay long.
I just wanted to assure myself that nothing was wrong with Colin.
I didn’t think that Shelby was the type of woman who got worried about nothing, and Colin obviously wasn’t going to share anything with me long distance that might get me worried.
I looked around after I rang the doorbell.
Colin’s house was large, and Shelby had explained that it was an affluent neighborhood.
The large front yard was meticulously kept, which didn’t surprise me.
I was willing to bet that the back yard was just as nice as the front.
Shelby had told me that Colin was expecting me, but I was still surprised by how quickly the front door flew open.
I didn’t have a chance to say a word as Colin pulled me inside, slammed the front door closed, and pinned me to the wall beside the door.
“Emma,” he growled. “Fuck! I missed you.”
I didn’t get a chance to tell him that I’d missed him just as much.
His mouth came down on mine with a ferocity that had my body flooding with desire in a nanosecond.
God, I’d missed him, too.
So. Damn. Much.
I’d been fighting to keep my spirits up for Wren’s sake, but nothing had been quite right since Colin had left Cherry Cove.
My body had missed him.
My heart had missed him.
And the pain had been so torturous that I’d felt it deep in my soul.
“Colin,” I gasped when he’d finally finished devouring my mouth.
“We’ll talk later,” he said huskily as he nipped at the sensitive skin at my neck.
“Later,” I said on a long sigh as he reached for the button of my jeans.
Nothing mattered at the moment except the burning desire to be together.
Clothing flew everywhere frantically until we were both naked.
“I’ve been thinking about you every damn second of every day since I got back to California,” he said in a low, dangerous baritone.
I let out a needy whimper as he pressed me against the wall and slid a hand down my body.
My breath caught as he stroked his possessive fingers inside the wet folds of my pussy.
One touch.
One bold stroke over my clit.
And I was ready to lose my mind.
Colin was the only man who could do this to my body, and I just didn’t care that I was this vulnerable to him.
I trusted him.
“You’re wet for me, Em,” he rasped as he stroked over my clit in a rhythmic motion.
“Yes,” I admitted readily, my whole body vibrating with need.
“Come for me,” he demanded. “Once I get my cock inside you, it’s not going to last long.”
My head fell back against the wall with a loud thud.
There was no way that I wasn’t going to come.
My climax was already unfurling inside my belly.
Maybe it had only been a few weeks, but it felt like it had been forever since this man had touched me.
He gave me the pressure and stimulation I needed and slammed his mouth down on mine.
His kiss was rough, hot, hungry and carnal, and I moaned against his lips as my body responded to his demands.
When he finally let me come up for air, my orgasm was rolling over me so powerfully that I screamed, “Colin!”
I closed my eyes, but I could still feel him watching me as I found my release.
He didn’t rush that process.
In fact, he stroked me until he’d rung every ounce of pleasure from me that he could get.
“Watching you come is the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen,” he grunted as he lifted me by the ass and urged my legs around his waist.
“Fuck me!” I panted as I gripped his shoulders.
I wanted Colin to fill the emptiness inside me because he was the only one who could.
My heart was pounding in anticipation, and I felt like I couldn’t wait another second to feel the two of us intimately connected.
He didn’t make me wait.
Colin gripped my ass hard and surged inside me.
My breath caught as he buried himself to his balls.
There was nothing gentle about this coupling, but it was exactly what I needed at the moment.
Just him.
Just us.
Just the frenzied emotion that ricocheted through my entire body as he started to move.
I relished every powerful, desperate thrust of his cock, my short nails digging into the skin of his back because the pleasure was so intense.
“You’re mine, Emma!” he growled, his breath hot and heavy on my neck. “You always have been and always will be.”
This man was claiming me, and there was nothing sexier than that because I wanted to be his.
“Yes!” I panted.
I’d belonged to Colin from the moment he’d helped me up in Virginia Beach after plowing me over on the sidewalk.
I’d felt it instantly.
It had just taken a while for my brain to catch up to my heart.
“I love you,” I panted, my emotions all over the place.
“Fucking hell!” he said in a hoarse voice. “I love you, too, Em.”
I hadn’t meant to say those words, but I hadn’t been able to hold them inside me any longer.
I was hopelessly, ridiculously, utterly in love with Colin Marshall, and that was never going to change.
His pace increased, and he fucked me like a man possessed.
I savored the ferocity of every powerful surge.
Colin was mine.
I felt it in every cell of my body.
When he slid a hand between our bodies and stroked my clit, I knew he was on the edge.
Every ragged breath.
Every sensual slide of damp skin as we moved together.
Every single touch made me completely insane.
That was when I completely let go and flew over the edge.
“Colin,” I screamed loudly, my heart beating so hard that it felt like it was about to explode.
“Emma,” he groaned as the spasms from my climax started to milk his cock.
The two of us got completely lost in our pleasure.
I wasn’t sure how long it lasted.
I lost track of everything except for the man who was holding me like he was never going to let go.
My head fell limply to his shoulder in the aftermath, and there wasn’t a sound in the room except for our frantic breaths as we held tightly to each other.
At some point, he reached down and grabbed something out of the pocket of his jeans before he lifted me up and started carrying me to another room.