Chapter 18 Sloane
Sloane
It took every ounce of effort in me to drag myself from Kolton’s lap and stand. While I wanted nothing more than to continue that kiss, I worried what I’d find once those doors finally opened.
And what I found was exactly what I feared.
The lobby of the hotel was full of people, from Monica and the hotel staff to some police officers and a hoard of guests who were standing around, looking our way.
Of course, the worst of it was the paparazzi.
Cameras flashed the minute the doors slid open, and I was grateful I’d taken the time to smooth my clothes and my hair.
I grabbed the first police officer I saw and yanked him by the uniform into the elevator car, pointing to the corner where Kolton still sat. “He needs help.”
“I don’t,” he tried as the officer rushed toward him.
But he did. And I did too.
I’d kissed my bodyguard. My god, I’d kissed Kolton Johns, and I never wanted to kiss anyone else ever again. I’d never felt this rush of emotions before, this ache inside of me, my body naked where his possession had been branded on my skin.
Being with Beckett Giles had not prepared me for this.
The rush of activity that followed had me momentarily pushing thoughts of what Kolton had done to me from my head. I dealt with Monica, some EMTs, the police, the hotel manager, and then signed autographs for a handful of fans. All the while, his words floated through my head.
You’re a diva. You’re a goddess, and I’m your adoring fan.
I’d thought the word diva was condescending, thought he was putting me down the way Beckett and Brooklyn always did. Had I known what he meant from the first time he said it…
Gah! I would have kissed him then the way I’d kissed him in the elevator. I would have kissed him every time since.
Kolton made me feel wanted, made me feel appreciated and valued for more than just the dollar signs and fame that came along with my name. I’d never felt so cherished in my life, especially now, knowing how he truly felt.
When Kolton was finally cleared to go, I was itching to get out of the lobby and into the quiet stairwell, away from the mass of people and prying eyes.
“They’re going to give us a new suite,” I told him with a huff, as I trudged up the fourteen flights of stairs behind him, his gorgeous ass right in front of my face. “Something closer to the ground floor so we don’t have to walk up so many stairs.”
He turned and peered down at me, hand gripping the railing like he was worried he’d fall. “Are you sure?”
I furrowed my brow. “Sure I don’t want to torture my bodyguard by making him face one of his biggest fears every day? Uh, yeah.”
He looked at me like he so often did, and a voice in my head screamed, “Asshole!” But in light of what he’d told me in the elevator, I took that look in a whole new way.
Because there wasn’t an ounce of the judgment I always imagined was there. Instead, I saw affection, adoration, and a different voice inside my head screamed, “You’re an idiot,” so loudly, it pulsed like a migraine behind my eyes.
“Are you sure you want to change your life for your bodyguard? Are you sure you don’t want someone who can handle riding in an elevator, so you don’t have to walk up stairs at all?”
Rising one more step, I put my hand on his stomach. “Why would I want someone else?” I asked, voice quieter than I intended, but I couldn’t bring myself to speak up. Not with him so close. Not with that same energy that had been buzzing between us in the elevator zapping across my skin once more.
He lifted his hand to my face, tracing his fingers along my temple while he avoided my gaze. “I’m sure there are lots of reasons,” he said, just a whisper.
“I don’t know.” I grabbed his hand and pulled it from my face. Then I strung my fingers between his. “I can’t think of a single one.”
My god. The heat in his eyes had the thin slip of lace between my legs disintegrating before my entire body was engulfed in flames. “Diva.”
Lifting a finger to his lips, I gave him a watery smile. “I like you, Kolton. And I don’t… I don’t want anyone else.”
“Fuck.” Before I could react, Kolton yanked me toward him and crushed his lips against mine.
My hands fisted in his T-shirt as he wrapped his arm around my waist, pulling me up off the stair I was standing on and holding me so tight against him, I struggled to pull in a breath.
When I did, he plunged his tongue into my mouth, and I whimpered at the feel of his strong body overtaking mine. “Can’t get enough of you, Diva.”
“Kolton.” I pushed against him, struggled to get free, and when he finally lowered me to the floor, I was cursing myself for interrupting. But somewhere in my brain, logic still existed, if only a little bit. “We need to take this somewhere private.”
Heat flared in his eyes before he grabbed my hand, smacked a kiss to my lips, and yanked me up the stairs.
Laughter fell from my chest as I pumped my legs, climbing the stairs beside him as fast as I could.
By the time we’d made it to our door, my legs were jelly, and it took everything in me to stay on my feet.
But I didn’t need to worry about that. Kolton wrapped his arm around my waist again, dragging me into his chest the minute the door was closed.
And just like that little fantasy I had before the lights went out and the elevator stopped, he dropped his lips to mine, gripped my hips, and lifted me until my legs were wrapped firmly around his waist.
Through the haze of lust, I could feel the hard length of him between my legs. And while I didn’t want to pull my fingers from where they were strung through his hair, I couldn’t resist.
Snaking one hand down between us, I touched his cock through his tight jeans, then slid my fingers into the waistline of his pants. Kolton sucked in a sharp breath, then hissed out, “Fuck, Diva,” before he was kissing me again, stumbling into the suite. “Need you so fuckin’ bad.”
“Oh god,” I managed to say against his lips as my fingers touched his velvety skin. “Bedroom. Now.”
“Yes, ma’am.” Kolton carried me across the suite and through the doorway to my bedroom. Then, with a gentleness I wouldn’t have expected from the man, he laid me down in the middle of my bed.
“Kiss me.” The words were a plea, because he was just staring at me, hunger in his eyes and breaths heaving from his chest.
“I can’t believe this is fucking real,” he whispered, his hand sliding along the bare skin at my waist.
I smoothed my hands over his broad shoulders, then pinched the skin by his neck.
“Ouch! The hell was that for?”
“To prove to you this is real. Now, kiss me.”
A cocky grin twisted his mouth. “As you wish, Diva.” He brought his lips to my neck, kissing the skin there before giving a long, languid lick.
He sucked gently, then nipped at my ear before spreading hot kisses down my throat.
He lowered one hand, then swept it up under my shirt, pushing the fabric out of his way, over my head, as he pressed kisses across my collarbone and to my breasts.
“Kolton!” I cried out as he sucked my nipple between his lips. I tugged his hair, trying to get his mouth back to mine, trying to reach down to unbutton his pants.
Only, Kolton grabbed both my hands in one of his, then trained his darkened gaze on mine as he went lower, lower, until both his hand and his mouth had reached the waistband of my skirt.
“Gonna kiss you like you said, Diva. Gonna kiss you like you’ve never been kissed before.”
My cheeks heated, and I wanted to hide my face from his view.
Because how could he know I’d never done anything quite like this before?
But I couldn’t tear my eyes from his, not as he tugged my skirt and shorts over my hips and down my legs.
Not as he brushed his fingers over the thin lace of my thong.
And dear god, especially not as he snagged the fabric with his teeth and dragged it down my thighs.
I mewled as he looked at me, as his hungry eyes alighted on the space between my legs. That little gem that sat above my clit, sparkling like a diamond in the sunlight shining into the room.
“Wow,” he said, his voice awe filled as he brushed the tip of his finger over the gem. “This is… Wow. Is this…?”
“New,” I told him. “It’s new. Got it right before we met. I’ve never, um…”
His gaze snapped to mine, holding for a moment before his eyes went right back to the sparkling gem.
His Adam’s apple bobbed heavily as he stared, and a shockwave of pleasure slammed through me as he prodded at the metal with deft fingers, making my back arch off the bed as a moan shook free from my chest.
“Does it hurt?”
“No.” I gasped, gripping the comforter in my fists. “God, no. It feels so good.”
“I love it. I’ve never…” He gulped again, gave it a little twist that pulled a pleasured cry from my lips. “This is amazing. Fuck, Sloane, you’re so fucking amazing.”
When he dragged his attention away from my piercing, a trickle of fear coursed through me. Because I wasn’t sure I was going to survive Kolton Johns and whatever he had planned for me.
His lips twisted into the crooked smile that made my blood boil. Only this time, that boiling turned to a heated simmer over every inch of my skin as he hooked his arms under my legs and pulled my hips toward him before lowering his face between my thighs.
Never in my wildest dreams did I believe piercing my clit would make me feel so good.
My sex life with… what’s-his-name could never compare to the feel of Kolton’s tongue flicking over my piercing again and again.
And my body turned to molten lava as he slid two of his long fingers inside me and curled them as he sucked on my clit.
The explosion inside me felt nuclear, my entire body melting as he incinerated me with just his mouth and his hand. What was left behind when he pulled away was something I didn’t recognize.
If my legs were jelly after racing up the stairs with him by my side, it was nothing compared to this.
One orgasm at Kolton’s hands had left my entire body a quivering mess.
I laid there, sprawled on the bed and unable to move a muscle, as my gorgeous bodyguard shucked his clothes and crawled up my body.
“Feel good, Diva?”
All I could muster was a whimper. I couldn’t even budge as he gathered me in his arms, settled his body into the cradle of my hips, and returned his mouth to mine.
I could taste myself on his lips, but instead of being embarrassed like I thought I would, the flavor had a hunger rising inside of me, so strong it brought me back to life.
“Please, Kolton,” I begged, just a whisper in the space between us. “I need you.”
Laughter rumbled through his chest, the vibrations sending warmth straight to my heart. “I thought you’d never ask.”
He shifted his weight, dragged the head of his cock through the mess of my release, then pressed his tip into my center one fraction of an inch at a time.
Everything ached in a way I never knew was possible, the man splitting me open until he could see straight through me, straight into the fabric of my being.
“Feels so good, Diva,” he rasped as he stilled. His jaw clenched as his grip on my hip tightened. “Fuck, never felt anything as good as you. Just need a minute…”
He dropped his forehead to mine, and if I hadn’t needed a moment of my own, I might have been upset.
This… was unlike anything I’d ever felt before.
Not only was he bigger than I expected, but he filled me to overflowing, from the top of my head to the tips of my toes, squeezing my lungs and quickening the beat of my heart.
But then, as I caught my breath, as my body got used to being filled with him, I ached for him to do more than just pin me to the bed. “You good?”
His grip loosened on my hip, and he lifted his head, gorgeous brown eyes staring down into mine. “Little impatient there, Diva?”
I pursed my lips, then lifted my hips, and I wanted to laugh when his eyes rolled back in his head.
“Right. Right.” With his jaw still clenched, he swirled his hips, and the drag of his dick between my legs, of his body against my piercing and my clit, had every nerve in my body flaring to life.
He rocked into me, and I began to burn again, until the two of us were consumed in the fire he created the moment he entered my life. I was addicted. To his smile, to his ass, to his gorgeous body and his good, kind heart.
I was hooked on him.
Obsessed with his presence.
And I never wanted to let him go.
“Come for me, baby,” he murmured in my ear. “Show me what a goddess you are. Let me hear your song as you come.”
As if his words were the magic chord, his dick the conductor’s baton, he once again made me soar.
I broke in two as a keening wail pulled from my lungs, and I was rocked with shivers as my entire body convulsed.
Kolton quickened his pace, swirling his hips and plunging in so deep that it dragged out my orgasm until I couldn’t take one ounce more.
Until whatever I’d become, whatever he had turned me into, merged with him.
“Fuck,” he gasped. “Fuckity fuck fuck.”
His eyes rolled back once more, his mouth dropped open, and his entire body stilled as I felt his dick pulsing between my legs, each spasm jerking against me and setting off the last remaining nerve endings inside me.
When he collapsed on top of me, I couldn’t find the energy to push him off. But more, I didn’t want to.
I wanted to stay in his arms forever, never letting go of this moment, where this man—my bodyguard—held me like the most precious thing in the world.