She turned to look at Colton, their faces merely inches apart. Then he circled his arms around her waist and brought his lips to hers.
She closed her eyes and leaned into him. Stuff like this wasn’t supposed to be happening. Not between the two of them.
“Blayze,” he managed to say when he pulled away to catch his breath. “I…I’m—”
If he were about to apologize, it really wasn’t necessary. She crashed her lips into his, a slight moan escaping her mouth.
“Blayze,” he tried once more.
Hearing him say her name did all sorts of things to her. Unlike the past, when she cringed at the sound of her name coming out of his mouth, this time felt…different. It was intoxicating.
“You taste so good.”
What was she supposed to say? How was she supposed to respond?
Instead of leaving her hotel room, Colton walked her back to the bed then eased her down. It was impossible to explain how they gotten to that point. A few days ago, she hadn’t dreamed of seeing him again, and now all she wanted to do was rip his clothes off.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him on top of her. With her legs spread slightly apart, Colton positioned himself against her lower abdomen. As their bodies connected, one kiss leading to another, there was something magical happening. She was almost afraid to open her eyes, to come up for air, only to find out that it was somehow just another dream.
Colton slipped his hand underneath her shirt, causing her skin to nervously twitch. It’d been so long since a man had touched her intimately.
Because of her job, she typically wore sports bras and simple cotton panties because they were comfortable to work in. Thank goodness she’d packed something a little sexier. Never in a million years had she expected thisto take place.
“May I?” he asked, sliding his fingers along the lacy strap of her bra.
“Mmm,” was the only thing she could mutter. Indeed, it had been far too long!
As he explored one breast then the other, she suddenly became a little self-conscious. Colton didn’t seem to mind, though, that her breasts were smaller than what she considered average. Her nipples hardened through the padded fabric, and she arched her back, hinting for him to continue.
It didn’t take long for the room to get warm, so she slipped her shirt over her head. Colton slid his off as well then looked down at his jeans questioningly. She nodded in approval and without hesitation, he unfastened them. The closest she’d ever come to seeing him naked was at a pool party their senior year. Lord knows, she didn’t want to revisit that! The man lying beside her, however, was a far cry from the scrawny teen-age boy she remembered from long ago.
As Colton continued touch her longingly, she trailed her fingers against the band of his boxers. Then she gave them a tug. She realized it was risky, exposing his hardened cock, but life was all about taking chances, right?
“Now, how is this fair?” he teased, a cute smirk appearing on his face.
“What do you mean?” She followed his gaze down to her panties and blushed.
He pushed them down over her hips, and from there, she wasn’t sure where they ended up. The end of the bed? The floor? They were both too anxious to worry about a pair of panties.
She relaxed her head back against the pillow, giving him the authority to take the lead. Colton crawled on top of her and before she knew it, he was deep inside her. It was a feeling like nothing she’d experienced before. Not that she had a long list to compare him to, but he knew exactly the right spot and the rightamount of penetration. In a matter of minutes, she grabbed hold of his shoulders.
“Colton, I’m…,”
“Shhh.” He reached up and placed his fingers against her lips.
Their bodies rocked back and forth, and she could tell that he was close. She closed her eyes again, hoping to remember the moment forever.
Chapter Eight
Colton and Blayze made love two more times—once with her on top of him and the other with her on the edge of the bathroom vanity. It was a first for her—having a mirror on the wall behind her—and when she shared that with him, he immediately turned her around and took her from behind.
How quickly they’d gone from enemies…to this. Whateverthiswas.
To be honest, she wasn’t sure she wanted an explanation.
Worn out and exhausted from their evening of passion, Colton curled up behind her in the bed. With his arm draped over her mid-section, it felt as though that’s exactly where it belonged. He pulled her to him, and she let out a deep sigh.
At some point, they both drifted off to sleep. Colton didn’t mention having plans for the next day, so she didn’t bother setting an alarm.
