I hummed again, pressing light kisses on the warm skin of her shoulder.
“Dreamed it? A nightmare or a dream, then, sweet girl?” I said it lightly, but I was dead curious about her response. I knew just as well as anyone in security that she’d been panicked last night. It would’ve been easy to fall for the stress and heat of the moment. But today, in the light of a fresh start, would she feel the same way? I would not hold it against her either way. And while I wanted to say that no matter what, I’d had fun and would be okay with whatever she chose, that was a lie. I was already in deep with this woman.
As if sensing the way my brain was running away with me, Gia’s slender hand reached back, pink-tipped fingernails running through my cropped hair. First it was a caress, but that lasted a breath. In the next, she grew bold, her nails biting into my skin as they moved.
“Fuck,” I murmured. “Careful, princess.” I’ was already distracted by the way her hips arched into mine, grinding backwards until I knew that she could feel the hard length of me. No, not just feel… She was using me, enjoying the feeling of me against her body.
“No,” Gia moaned. “I don’t want you to go easy.”
“Gia…I want…” What the fuck was my problem? Any other woman, I would’ve thrown myself on her in an instant. I would’ve been between those sweet thighs, making her scream with no interest in what came after.
But with her…
Gia’s hands tightened in my hair, her words coming out in a rush. “You want this to be real. But it already is, Colton. I want you just as bad as I did last night. And not because of a scary moment. I want you because I feel like we’re tied together and I might die if I don’t find out what it feels like to be yours.”
I moaned, my cock throbbing hard between her cheeks. “Tell me. In detail, Gia. Tell me what I’m allowed to make you do, sweet baby.”
Gia writhed against me, her hands leaving my hair to shove at the blankets above us, her ass rubbing against my fabric-covered cock over and over again.
“Gia,” I growled. I needed to hear it. I needed her to say it out loud.
Gia moaned, her body now curled against mine as the blankets fell to the floor. “Everything, Daddy. Anything. Please.”
That word again.
Daddy.
It was a title I’d never considered, a kink I had never pursued. But hearing it from her lips felt more right than I ever could’ve imagined.
I curled my hand, cupping the sweet heat of her pussy and feeling the need that streaked between the pair of us as Irewarded her use of my new name. “Yes, such a good girl. I’m going to give you everything you want…and more. Are you ready for that?”
She’ nodded, speechless as I slipped my hand lower, my fingers exploring the silken sweetness of her body there.
“So wet, sweet girl. What were you dreaming of?”
Gia moaned, her body still restless as I teased lower until I could circle her clit with my thumb. “You’re so responsive, aren’t you? Were you hoping I would touch you?”
She nodded.
“Were you hoping I would let my fingers go deep? To stretch out this hot little cunt? It is so tight, baby girl. We’re going to have to work on that.”
“Oh my God, Colton. Your mouth…”
I humped against her, one finger and then another going deep into her body, stretching and moving and plunging deep as my palm ground up against her clit. “You like my mouth?” I hummed against her skin. “Good, because it’s going to be all over you the minute you tell me so.”
She squirmed as I held her tightly in my arms. “I want that. I want that so bad.”
I groaned, battling my inner self that was dying to roll her over, to press her thighs open wide and sink in between them. I could feel the way her needy body would respond to mine. That desperate shiver. That hint of begging in every word. Fuck.
But it wasn’t enough.
Not for what I wanted from her. I wanted to own her body, to wash away all other memories of anyone except me and the pleasure I could bring her.
And for that, she needed to beg.
“You want my mouth on you? You want me to taste you?”
I had expected my words to egg her on, but instead they seemed to have the opposite effect. I retreated slightly, releasingher a little so she could roll her head back, pretty blue eyes meeting mine.
