Heaven.
And I was instantly addicted.
“Oh my God, Colton. Oh my God,” Gia moaned, her knees moving to cage my body in as she rocked her pelvis up to my mouth. “Again. Please, again.”
I pulled away, forcing myself to focus, even though I could feel the desperate throb of my cock. “What do you say?”
“Please. Oh God, please, Daddy!”
Flattening my tongue, I dove back in, sliding my tongue down the line of her before curling my tongue and dragging it hard and deep into her body. Her hips rose, her body undulating against my tongue as I pulsed it deep and hard.
Her cries were sweet music to my mind as my fingers dug into the softness of her thighs. Every time her voice rose, I focused more. My cock screamed to plunge into the sweet, hot slit I was tasting. But I forced myself to wait. I wanted her to understand that this pleasure was a guarantee for me. Because if I was not pleasuring her, then I did not deserve this body.
A hot gush of honey against my tongue dragged me back to the woman under me. She was so close, her body was dripping, squeezing me back as I pulled away to tongue at her clit. Her mumbled words were hard to understand, so I waited.
Finally, I could see her hips move, her body tensing as she sensed I was holding back once more. “Col—I mean, Daddy. I…”
“What is it, baby? Do you need something?”
Her moan made me smile as I pressed a series of teasing kisses across her pelvis. “I can’t believe you’re making me say it.”
I chuckled against her clit. “You know what I want you to say?”
She growled, and I reveled in it. I nuzzled against her skin, letting my lips brush over the hot seam of her body. I never quite pushed in, though, and I knew she was getting frustrated.
“Colton…”
“Say it,” I growled into her skin.
She whispered, “Daddy, make me come. Please, please. I want it so bad.”
My fingers were already sliding deep before her words were completely out of her mouth. Her body squeezed my hand, shocked at the intrusion for only a moment, and then she was rolling her hips up, meeting every thrust as I shoved her straight into oblivion. Every twitch of her muscles was my own personal heaven and hell. Even the soft moans that she muffled into her own hands were gasoline to the fire in my belly.
I wanted to make this woman squirt until my last day.
I wanted to feel the squeeze of her body, the pulse of her need against me every single day.
Thank fucking God I’d gotten a second chance. And I was not going to let her get away this time.
Chapter Five
Gia
I was dead. Right? Nothing else made sense, as every muscle in my body continued to lock, throb, release, over and over again.
It couldn’t be the silver-haired devil between my legs. There was no way that he was the one who had just catapulted my body into this space of perfect limbo.
“Sweet girl,” the devil himself murmured, rubbing his mouth back and forth against a part of my body that was still making me twitch.
I blinked down at him. Oh, my God… I’d just slept a practical stranger. And not just any guy, but Colton Marlatt. Not only did I need this nannying gig very badly, but he was also kind of a badass. All those sweet things he’d murmured in my ear about not sharing and making sure any other man was too scared of him to act?
Those weren’t the words of a man who was just possessive. This was a possessive man who actually could deliver on those promises.
Fuck.
Then again, as much as my mind was whirling, I was having a hard time being upset about it. There was a connection between us. One I couldn’t even explain. I’d had a million people I could’ve called when I came home and saw my house in disarray. But I’d called him. I’d wanted him to answer, to tell me what to do. To swoop in and make it all better.
And now, holy shit, was I in for it. Because I wanted him to do what he’d done to me over and over and over again. And then maybe once more for the road.
