Chapter Twenty #2
She tasted like sugar and apricot jam. I took off her robe completely and drew my fingers from the back of her hands up to her elbows and then farther up to her shoulders. I desperately searched for the dress's zipper. It wasn't at her back.
Finding it on the side, I yanked it down, pushing the dress to the floor. Then I groaned. She was wearing a bra without straps. It was black, just like her panties, which were connected to her tights. Then I realized her panties were completely transparent.
"Fuck, Zoey. You wore this at the office?"
She swallowed hard. "Yeah. As I said, the plan was to seduce you in the lab. I thought I'd make an extra effort, hence why I also went and bought garters."
"I needed you last night," I confessed.
She widened her darkened eyes and ran her hand through her hair. It was exquisite, reaching down her back, and wild. It was about to get wilder still.
"Why?" she asked.
"I met with my brothers and half brothers because they wanted to discuss our father. Maddox is trying to get in touch with him.”
"What did you decide?"
"Nothing yet. Our goal is to keep him from reaching out to our grandparents. Anyway, after they left, I texted you.”
She pouted. "I fell asleep."
I ran my thumbs over her clavicle and then farther down her chest until I reached her bra.
"I went to the lab. It usually helps me forget, calms me down."
"But not last night?"
"I didn't need work. I needed you."
She gasped, putting both hands on my face. "Colton, I'm always here for you. I'm just putting it out there, but if something like that happens again, feel free to burst through my door and wake me up. I promise I won't mind."
"Fuck, don't say that twice or I'll take you up on it next time."
"I hope you will," she said.
I kissed her again, needing to be as close to her as possible. My hands were all over her body. I needed to take her farther into her apartment or I was liable to fuck her right here against a wall, and that wouldn't do.
I pushed her all the way to the center of the living room, and then we stumbled over something. I jumped to one side, keeping one hand on her lower back, steadying her.
"Whoops," she said with a laugh. We’d nearly knocked over the table.
"Are you hurt?" I asked.
"Not at all," she replied.
I needed to get her naked. "You look sexy wearing these, but I want to rip them off." I bent down on my knees, unclipping the garters from the tights and pulling them down. Then I looked up at her, darting out my tongue and licking once over her panties.
She gasped, putting both hands on top of my head, steeling herself.
"Colton," she whispered. "Give me some warning."
"No, you're so beautiful when you don't expect it."
"I wonder why," she murmured, gasping again as I licked from her entrance up to her clit.
"Because you can't brace yourself," I said as I kissed down the front of her thighs.
"Hmm, you're an expert on pleasure."
I’d taunted her enough. Now I wanted to taste her bare skin. I yanked down her panties and went up to my feet. She made to reach behind herself.
"No, I want to do it," I said.
She dropped her hands and braced them at her sides. I found the clasp easily and undid the bra. Since it had no straps, it fell right down to her feet, her breasts spilling out of it. Her hair was covering the left one, so I pushed it to one side. I pressed my thumbs below her nipples.
She shifted her hips back and forth, groaning. I rubbed my thumbs straight across her nipples, and she gasped.
I smiled wickedly. Damn, she was already so on edge, but so was I. Her hands were on my belt the next second, undoing it and then pushing my pants down.
I took my hands off her, needing to quicken the process.
I wanted all my clothes out of the way. Kissing her and touching her wasn't enough—I craved as much skin-on-skin contact as possible.
My need for her was deep and all-encompassing.
Having her once wasn't enough to satisfy me, but we had the day to ourselves.
"Someone's in a hurry," she said once I'd gotten my pants and underwear out of the way. I dropped my shirt too.
"I am. I want you so damn bad," I said.
I started kissing her shoulders, walking her backward again until we reached the living room wall, nestled between her bookcase and a plant.
Then I kissed along the side of her body, down to her hips, and back up.
I wanted to touch her pussy and her breasts at the same time, so I grabbed my cock at the base, rubbing the tip against her clit.
"Ooooh." Her voice trembled when I drew circles around her clit.
My left hand went to her breast, cupping it. It was slightly bigger than my palm, and it drove me crazy.
All my plans went out the window when she tilted her hips, and I slid an inch inside her. I was a goner. A grunt tore through me, and then I slid in all the way. I needed her in another position. I wanted to bury myself inside her to the hilt, but I didn't want to fuck her against the wall.
I put a hand on the bookcase, moving the books on top. They fell to the floor with a thump. She didn't protest. I lifted her ass onto it without sliding out of her.
"Are you comfortable?" I asked.
She nodded. "Yes. Yes. I want you deeper." She put her hand under her left knee, tilting her leg up at an angle. I watched as my cock disappeared inside her.
"Colton!" she cried.
I put a hand on her lower back and the other one at the back of her head as I buried my nose in her hair and tasted her neck.
That was exactly what I wanted: to be inside her and wrapped around her.
I wanted to get my fill of her, but I was starting to realize that wasn't going to be possible. No matter how often I had her, I’d always need her.
I thrust in and out, soaking up her sighs of pleasure. She broke out in a sweat. The skin at the back of her neck was humid.
Fuck yes. All because of me.
I increased my pace, blind with need. The way her pussy felt around my cock was insanely delicious.
A sound broke the air. I stilled.
"What was that?" she asked, and then I realized it came from the bookcase.
I lifted her off it, taking a step back right as it crumbled. She gasped and then burst out laughing.
"I'll get you a new one," I said.
"Later," she murmured and placed her mouth over mine.
I carried her to the wall. It was all I could do.
My thrusts became faster. I was even more desperate for her, chasing my release like a madman.
She wrapped her legs tightly around me, but I slid a hand between us, pressing my forefinger and middle finger against her clit.
Small shocks ran through her body. I felt every single one of them.
She wasn't going to last long. Neither was I, but feeling her desire course through both our bodies made me feel connected to her on a level I didn't think was possible.
Then she grew so tight around me that she nearly brought me to my knees.
She exploded, gasping, clenching her muscles and digging her fingers into my shoulders, pressing her nails against my skin. She was wild, and I loved it.
I looked down at her, taking in the details. She was always beautiful but even more so now, engulfed in pleasure.
I went over the edge unexpectedly. One second, I was drinking her in; the next, my climax hit with unexpected strength. I jerked my hips forward like I wasn't in control of my thrusts anymore. I was moving on pure instinct and need. The relief was tremendous, and yet I craved more of her.