I was still stuck on him being my man if I wanted to getlaid, and boy, did I ever want to get laid.Hadn’t even really considered itseriously in the last four years.No guy had sparked my attention, but rightnow?An ache had already blossomed and my breath came in and out in littleshallow bursts, a reaction just to the mere idea of sleeping with him.
“And we’re going to change that,” Colton said.“You and Iare going to get to know each other in a way that’s long overdue.”
My breath caught as a tight shiver coiled.“We are?”
That half grin did crazy-insane things to me.“Oh, we are.You know why?Because we got a second chance to do so and we aren’t going tomiss that, are we?”
I couldn’t look away.“No?”
“That’s right.”Lifting his arm, he cupped my cheek with hishand.“Here’s an important piece of information about me.If I’m looking forjust a lay, I’m not going to bring that woman crepes in the morning or fix herwindow.And I’m sure as hell not going to risk my career to just screw aroundwith a witness.If I’m going to take that risk, it’s going to be worth it.”Histhumb dragged under my lip, causing me to suck in a shallow breath.“And honey,I have a good feeling, you’re worth it.”
Before I could respond, before I could say anything thatwould probably ruin everything he’d just said, he slipped that hand along mycheek, his fingers tangling in my hair as he leaned in, forcing his kneebetween mine.I took a breath.My heart beat.All I saw was the blue of hiseyes.
And then Colton kissed me.
Chapter 8
Every enjoyable, exaggerated thing my authors haveever written about being kissed was totally true, and it had been so long sinceI’d been kissed that I’d forgotten that.
The moment his lips touched mine, my body flushed hot, andit was a gentle kiss, nothing more than a light sweeping of his lips acrossmine—once and then twice.As if he were slowly mapping out the feel of my lips,he took his time familiarizing himself.
And then he caught my lower lip between his, creating a madflutter in my stomach.The hand on my cheek shifted and his long fingerscradled the back of my head as he lifted his mouth from mine.His eyes burned ablue fire.There was a questioning in his gaze, and when I didn’t pull away,his hand tightened.
Colton kissed me again, full on, and his lipswerean amazing combination of soft and hard, satin stretched over steel.
My hand fell to his chest and the other to his knee as Ifelt the tip of his tongue tracing the seam of my mouth.My lips parted, andthat kiss deepened.I tasted the coffee on his tongue and I knew he tasted me.
At first, I didn’t really move.I let him lead the way, takethat kiss in a direction that caused my blood to simmer, but when his tonguetouched mine, it was like I woke up.My senses came alive.Every nerve endingin my body fired all at once.
This…thiswas what I had been missing.
Tilting my head to the side, I slipped my hand around hisneck, anchoring his mouth to mine.I kissed him back, devouringhim.
“Fuck,” he groaned, and then he was moving.
Not away, but standing, and then he was hovering over me,his other hand curving around my hip.He lifted me, and I wasn’t a small girl.I marveled in the act as he laid me on my back, his mouth never leaving mine.One elbow planted into the cushion of the couch beside my head, and he kept hisbody off mine even as the demand of his lips increased and the pleasure of hismouth moving over mine heightened.
I didn’t know a kiss could feel like this.
Like he was touching every part of me.
I clung to him, willing him to lower his body to mine sothat I could feel his weight.A shiver worked its way across my skin as myfingers sifted through the soft brush of hair along the nape of his neck.Hetasted decadent, a deep, rich maleness.
And when he lifted his mouth again, I whimpered from theloss.Actually,whimpered.“I like that sound,” he said in a rich,sensual voice.“Really fucking like it.”
Colton kissed me once more.“There’re a few things I want toget straight.”
“Does that require talking?”
His answering chuckle brushed my lips.“It does.”There wasa pause as his mouth brushed the corner of my lips.“But I can multitask.”
“Thank God,” I whispered.
His body shook with another laugh and then his mouth wasmoving along the curve of my jaw.“You’re not pretty.”
My eyes flew open and widened.“Excuse me?”
“I don’t think you’re pretty.”His mouth found my pulse.“Ithink you’re fucking beautiful.”
