Chapter Five #2
He looked in her eyes while he laid his hand over her heart.
“I know you don’t trust me with this yet.
But I treasure it, and I want it. And if the only way I can show you I mean what I say is to leave here tonight without touching you, then that’s what I’ll do.
I promise you, whatever happens or doesn’t happen tonight, my need to work things out between us won’t change. ”
Something inscrutable flashed in her eyes and he wondered if she doubted him. He certainly understood why she would. But he was determined to prove to her she was safe with him. Both her heart and her body.
He moved in closer, leaning in for another kiss, trying so hard to keep himself from getting lost in the anticipation of his flesh meeting hers. He purposely bypassed her lips and placed his mouth next to her ear.
“When was the last time you did this?”
She pulled back, her eyebrow reaching for her hairline as she scrutinized him. “You couldn’t possibly be asking me if someone’s been here before you, could you?” She didn’t give him a chance to answer before she tore into him. “One, that’s none of your damn business. Two, I’m nearly thirty-five.”
The fire in her, even when she was telling him off was so damn alluring and adorable all at the same time, he couldn’t help the chuckle that shook his shoulders. “Sweetheart, I don’t particularly care who you’ve been with before now.”
She tilted her head. “Really? Because the way you’ve been stomping around telling me, ‘This ain’t over,’ I would’ve surely pegged you as jealous and possessive as fuck. So why are you so cool with this now?”
He stared down at her, cupping her chin in his hand, making sure her eyes were locked on him before he spoke.
“The answer’s simple, darlin’, I plan to ruin you for anyone else.”
*
It was a good thing he was holding her chin in his hand; otherwise, Seneca’s mouth would’ve dropped open from shock.
It wasn’t like she shouldn’t have seen this coming.
He’d been open from the start that he wasn’t walking away from her.
But hearing him speak those words to her face, that was another matter altogether.
“I’d like nothing more than to spread you open on this counter and bury myself balls deep from the first stroke. But since I’m not a selfish asshole—I’m asking you if you need or want to take this slow. However you want me, you got me, Sen.”
She snapped her mouth shut and swallowed hard, forcing the emotion welling up inside back down into the pit of her belly where need began to churn.
When he dropped his hand to his side, she cleared her throat as a tactic to stall for time.
The knowing smile lifting his lips made it clear he knew she was stalling too.
She swallowed again before slowly lifting her lids to take in the sight of him.
He was big and bold and everything about the way he was looking at her made Seneca shiver with need.
“That’s… ahh… very… ahh… presumptuous of you, don’t you think? ”
His eyes slowly raked down her body. She could feel the heat of his gaze sliding down her flesh, searing the sensitive skin of her tits and making her nipples harder than cut diamonds.
He smiled when he saw the dark peaks pushing against the delicate lace of her bra.
“I’m speaking facts, sugar.” He reached out and pinched one nub between his fingers, drawing a long, needy moan from her that was a mix of pleasure and pleading.
“After this moment there won’t be anyone else but me from now on. ”
“And if I say no?” She had no idea why those words fumbled out her mouth.
There was no way in hell she was going to say no.
She’d wanted this fine mountain of a man since he’d walked into her boss’s kitchen.
Nothing was going to stop her from climbing him and sliding down what felt like a ridiculously generous cock pressed against her mound right now.
He let the tip of his tongue slide across his bottom lip before tugging it in as if he were trying to conceal the sexy grin lighting up his face. It didn’t matter, though. Even if he could hide it on his lips, she’d see the hunger burning in his eyes.
“If you say no…” he shrugged as a wry grin settled on his lips “…my right hand and I will just spend some quality time together tonight.” He was lightly twisting her nipple now. Adding just enough pressure to make her grip the counter behind her for purchase.
By the time the fingers of his remaining hand slid down her abdomen, then slipped further down to her lace-covered folds, she was barely holding on by a thread.
As turned on as she was, all her throbbing clit needed was the slightest bit of friction and she’d crest over the edge of bliss right here.
He must have read her mind because he gave her a devilish grin and shook his head. “No, darlin’. The only way you’re getting off right now is on my tongue.”
Her sex clenched and her eyes screwed shut. “You keep talking to me like that and it will be all over before it starts.”
He used one blunt finger to push her panties to the side and then circled her opening until he was slowly pushing in.
She opened her mouth to moan but before the sound could pass her lips his mouth was pressed against hers, his hand suddenly gripping the back of her neck keeping her right where he wanted her as he used first one, then two fingers to bring her closer to the edge of satisfaction.
He tore his mouth from hers and sunk his teeth into the skin just above her collarbone. “God, you’re so fucking wet. You’re drenching my hand and I’ve barely touched you yet. I cannot wait to feel this pussy drip all over my cock.”
Her legs nearly buckled as the image of him pressing himself in and out of her flashed across her mind. She had no doubt it would be as glorious as his filthy words suggested and her ability to wait for it was waning with each stroke of his fingers inside her.
“Colton, please.”
“Please what? What’s wrong, baby? You close?
” She tugged her bottom lip between her teeth, trying hard to keep her creeping orgasm at bay.
He’d said she would only come on his tongue, and damn if his words hadn’t turned into a need that had her legs shaking as she tried with all her might to hold out just to give him what they both wanted.
“Fuck, Colton. Can’t—”
He pulled his fingers away and her sex lamented the remaining emptiness. She grabbed at his shoulders, calling his name again, hoping it somehow conveyed her need, because forming a sentence to express herself wasn’t happening. Not when every nerve in her body vibrated, aching for his touch.
“Keep your arms around my neck.”
Her ability to speak might’ve been compromised from the sex-starved haze fogging up her mind.
But responding to his commands was almost instinctual.
She didn’t have to think about it. She knew if she did everything he told her in this moment, she’d get everything she’d been craving and possibly more.
He bent his knees, wrapping his strong hands around the backs of her thighs, before lifting her and sitting her on top of the counter.
Seneca wasn’t a petite woman. She moved back and forth between a size fourteen and sixteen depending on how Aja or her aunt Jo burned in that kitchen.
And since she had no intention of missing any of their meals anytime soon, she was quite happy with the thickness around her thighs, hips, ass, and tits.
Apparently, Colton didn’t mind either, because he was standing between her legs, pulling at the lace cups covering her breasts, grabbing a handful of them before sucking one large brown nipple into his mouth.
He laved at it, letting his teeth scrape lightly against it, sending shivers throughout her entire body that seemed to all travel to the center of her core.
He gave its mate the same treatment before kissing his way down her belly, licking his tongue inside her navel before taking his hands to spread her legs wider.
“Keep ’em open.”
He pulled her ass to the edge of the counter, hooking one arm around one leg before lowering his mouth to her mound.
She’d expected him to make a gentle swipe of his tongue across her sex.
But instead of sampling, he dove in, spreading her lips, licking her from root to tip and back again.
He sucked on her clit, and she bucked, digging her fingers in his wavy hair, fighting between riding his face and pulling away.
It was too much. She was drowning in a riptide and this motherfucker refused to even throw her a life vest. Instead, he feasted on her, pulling her further and further down beneath the surface of her desire, making her gasp for breath.
She fought to hold on, to keep her head above the rising tide, but when his tongue pierced her entrance and his fingers pinched her clit, the imposing wave of release crashed over her and she cried out, trying to lock her legs, but he wedged his shoulders between them, allowing her no retreat from the onslaught of his mouth and fingers.
When her orgasm settled, leaving her body a trembling mess, he stood up with a satisfied smile on his face, licking her leftover juices from his lips like he’d just finished the best meal ever. Too spent, she let her legs fall limp as she leaned back on the counter.
“I… I think you broke me. I can’t move.”
“Oh, you definitely will move. I’m not done with you yet.” He didn’t give her a chance to respond. He simply grabbed her hand, and when she was upright, bent slightly and pulled her over his shoulder. He walked them to the couch, slapping her ass before laying her down against the cushions.
“Face down, ass in the air.” She had no idea how she found the strength to move. Her body still boneless, she fumbled around on the couch until she made it to her hands and knees. Out of her half-closed lids, she could see him taking his clothes off and snatching the condom from the counter.