Chapter 12
twelve
. . .
Colin
Once again, she stunned me. Sadie explained that she'd lived in the for six months and had learned to treat everything from a snake bite to being swarmed by killer ants, so our cuts and bruises were a cakewalk.
Of course, Ronan wanted to hear all the gory details of the poor dude who'd walked right into a nest of bullet ants, the insect with the most painful sting on the planet, and the story about the coworker who'd been nearly squeezed to death by an anaconda.
Sadie gladly shared the details as she patched each of us up.
None of us were too injured. The men that had been sent after Sadie were more bulk than brains.
You needed both to win a fight. Street credentials were what Zander liked to call it.
When you'd been in enough fights, you learned the predictable ways people fought back, so you developed strategies to inflict the most damage and receive the least in return.
Jameson looked fairly unscathed, which was good because he was borrowing my bike to take a ride with Rio.
His chin had a small cut and Rio never missed anything, so he would have to think up a good story for the cut on the way home.
Zander crashed out in the spare room. Nev was still not answering his calls, and he wasn't keen to go home with a fat lip.
It was ugly. Ronan had a black eye, but he figured Rachel would be happy when he told her why he got the black eye.
They were still in that honeymoon, everything-you-do-is-awesome phase.
And I was the Wilde brother with no one to explain or answer to.
I had no one who would look at me with admiration because the fight was the right thing to do.
Lately, not having that was making me feel as if I was missing out on something significant.
I hadn't met anyone who stirred the kind of emotion that I saw when Zander watched Nev walk toward him from across the yard.
I hadn't met anyone who fired up every damn emotion like Indi had always done for Jameson.
Even back when they were sworn enemies, the tension between them pulsed with energy.
And when Ronan, my twin and the person I was closest to in the world, lost his mind over a woman, a woman with a child, no less, I wondered what the hell was wrong with me.
Had I been born with Finnegan Wilde's stony heart?
Dad had wooed and charmed all of our moms, but I was never convinced he'd given his heart to any of them.
It wasn't in his character to make himself vulnerable, and falling in love certainly made people vulnerable. Zander was proof of that.
Sadie came out of the bathroom freshly showered.
Her short hair was combed back off her beautiful face, and she wore a cropped blue T-shirt over a pair of shorts.
She always looked surreal to me as if she really could have walked out of a magical forest. I realized as I watched her cross the room on her small bare feet that I might not be immune to that vulnerability after all.
It would figure that she came with so many complicated strings it made the whole thing basically impossible.
As Sadie reached up to smooth her wet hair back, her shirt inched up exposing her bare midriff and the bottoms of her bare breasts. "I'm starved. Should we get a pizza?"
I hadn't quite recovered from the last few seconds.
"What? You don't like pizza?" she asked.
I gave my head a little shake. "No, I mean yeah, pizza is great. I've got a few numbers on my phone. What kinds of toppings?"
"I like anything. Except pepperoni, sausage, onion, green pepper and, of course, pineapple, but anything else is good."
I laughed. "A cheese pizza it is. I'll order a meat one for Zander."
"Don't bother." Zander was pulling on his shirt.
"I'm out of here. Nev has forgiven me, and it's all because of this sweet doll right here.
" Zander kissed the top of Sadie's head.
"I told her I got a fat lip helping save this incredible woman from some kidnappers.
She didn't believe me at first, but I told her to text Jameson for confirmation.
She told me to come home now, which is her code for I'm horny and I'm going to reward you for being such a hero. "
Sadie and I laughed.
"Maybe she just wanted you home now because the toilet is clogged," Sadie suggested.
Zander dropped his head back with a loud laugh. "Holy shit, Colin, don't you dare lose this one." He walked out the door.
Sadie smiled. "Guess that's the last of the spare Wildes. So, we're alone. All alone." We gazed at each other for a long silent moment. "Interesting development."
"It is." I closed the gap between us. "Very fucking interesting.
" I wrapped my arms around her, and she hopped on her toes and swung her arms around my neck.
My mouth covered hers. Her lips parted and the kiss deepened.
A low mewling sound rolled up from her throat.
Her petite, lithe body melted against mine as I folded her in my arms. My entire body reacted.
She pulled her lips from mine and gazed up at me with glassy blue eyes.
"That answers that," she whispered softly.
"Answers what?" I asked. My tone was low and gritty. I was so fucking hard I could barely take a decent breath.
"I wondered if you were a good kisser. You've cleared that up now." She laughed against my mouth, tightened her arms and lifted her legs to circle my waist.
I carried her to my room. She dropped her feet and looked around at the slightly messy and mostly unfurnished room. A line of snowboards leaned against one wall and a few trophies and medals sat on my dresser.
"Just what I expected," she said. Her hand reached up, and she pressed it against my face. "Colin, thank you for saving me, twice. Three times if you count picking me up off the street today."
"I'm starting to feel like I've been put on this earth just to make sure Sadie Rivers stays safe." I smiled. "Consider me your guardian angel." I kissed her again.
She laughed and peered up at me. "Is this part of the guardian angel job?"
"I'm making it part of the job as of right now." My hands swept under her shirt. I lifted it off her and gazed hungrily at her naked breasts. They were as hot as the rest of her. "Holy shit, you are something else, sprite."
She reached greedily for the hem of my shirt to let me know she wanted it off. I reached back and yanked it over my head, then dropped it next to her shirt.
Sadie pinched her chin and squinted her eyes as if assessing me.
In the meantime, I had an erection that was hard as rock.
"You are quite something, too." She looked at me with a frown.
"I need a cute fantasy nickname for you as well.
Hmm, minotaur?" I frowned at the notion.
"Right, nothing about you says minotaur. Stayr?" she asked.
"That fucking weird goat-man thing?" I asked incredulously. "How about Colin? It's worked for me so far."
"Boring but all right. My pussy is screaming for you, so we'll take this up at another time … centaur?" She peered up in question.
"You call me anything you like. Now, I distinctly remember you mentioning your pussy." I reached for the buttons on her shorts and had them off in seconds. I took a second to admire her lacy lavender panties. "Tell me you put these on just for me, and if it's not true, then lie."
She threw her arms around my neck. "I bought them just for you … three weeks ago. I must have known I was destined to meet a hunky man who was going to enjoy taking them off."
"Good enough for me if I'm that hunky man." I pushed the panties down then turned her around to the wall. "Brace yourself, baby, I'm going to ease that ache in your pussy."
She pressed her hands against the wall and pushed her legs out so that her ass was high in the air.
I knelt down behind her and ran my hands down the sides of her legs.
My mouth trailed along the inside of her thighs.
She jutted her ass out farther. "Fuck, Colin, I'm going to come just having you so close.
" Her tone was tight and low. "Please. I need you. "
I wrapped my hands around her thighs, then moved slowly up to her pussy. Her knees weakened as my fingers touched the hot, wet folds. I kissed and lightly bit the skin on her ass. She moaned in response and pushed her ass out farther. My fingers slid through the wet heat to her clit.
She groaned in pleasure as my thumb massaged her clit. "Spread your legs, beautiful. I want to taste you."
My command made her legs wobble. She moved her hands lower on the wall, spread her feet apart more and jutted her ass out farther. I kept my hand between her legs, massaging her clit as my mouth devoured her pussy. My tongue lathed over it teasingly a few seconds.
"Shit, Colin, you asshole, you're a tease!"
I plunged my tongue into her pussy and she cried out. "Fuck, yes, that's what I want. I want all of it. I want all of you!"
The deeper my tongue went the harder she pushed against the pressure of my mouth and hand. She moved her ass in and out, increasing and decreasing the pressure until her whole body began to shake, and her pussy pulsed against my mouth.
"Fuck, yes! You fucking hunk! I knew you were going to be good for my pussy." Her body grew supple, and she dropped to her knees. She spun around. "Look what you did to me, Wilde. Now take me to bed."
I swept her into my arms and carried her over to the bed. Sadie undid my fly while I shuffled through the nightstand for a condom. It took me a second, which made her laugh.
"You're not going to tell me that a guy like you doesn't have—"
I came up victorious. "Got it." I was so hard it was a chore sliding the damn thing on. And the way Sadie stretched out on my bed, looking edible and incredibly fuckable only made me that much harder. "Fuck, sprite, you've got me so hard, I can barely move."
"Then it sounds like we need a new plan." She got up on her knees, took hold of my shoulders and nudged me to stretch out on my back.
Her brow raised slightly as she stared at my cock standing straight out at attention. "Well this is going to be even better than I expected."
She threw her leg over me and braced her hands on each side of my head.
She lowered herself down over me, pressing her amazing tits against me.
I could feel her hard nipples rubbing against me as her mouth pressed down over mine.
She wiggled back, braced her hands on my chest and stared down at me with a heated blue gaze.
She got up slightly on her knees and found her target.
She licked her bottom lip and stared down at me as she slid down my cock taking in each inch with slow, tight precision.
I grabbed her ass to guide her down farther. She gasped and held her breath as I filled her completely. Her eyes closed. "You are fucking magnificent, Wilde."
She began to rock slowly back and forth over me, using me as her new wall. Her fingers dug into my chest as she writhed over me, slowly at first and then fast. I met her movements with my own counter movements. The bed smacked the wall behind us as we moved wildly against each other.
I took hold of her hips and held her solidly over me to meet my thrusts.
"You're so massive," she moaned.
"Baby, I can fuck you like this all damn night." We were moving so fast and hard the bed was scooting off the wall. I covered her ass with my hands and pushed my thumb into the tight hole.
She cried out. "Yes, like that. Fuck yes!" Her body trembled with an orgasm.
My thrusts slowed, my body stiffened and I held her tightly over me as I came. "Fuck yeah," I growled.
She collapsed down on top of me, and I held her in my arms. "That was very nice, Mr. Wilde."
"Uh, very nice?" I took hold of her arms and sat her up on top of me. "Very nice?"
She burst out laughing. "Ok, it was mind-blowing. Better?"
"Yes, better."
She dropped back down, and I wrapped my arms around her. "Why does it feel like my life just got even more complicated?" she asked.
"Yep, sprite, I know what you mean."