His Takeover: An Enemies to Lovers Romance

by Piper Sullivan

  “Me? Hell no! I have a toaster, a blender, a fridge and a stove.” He looked at me like I was crazy. “But you cook and mix up cocktails and I expect all that when I visit.”

  “You expect it, do you? Well I expect visitors to chip in with the cooking and cocktail mixing.”

  The smile he flashed told me I had just walked into a well laid trap and when his big, warm hand landed a little too high on my thigh I bit back the moan threatening to escape.

  “Well if you insist Jay-Jay, then yes I will occasionally cook and make drinks when I come over. And I’ll even wait until you’re off the pills before making my best drinks.”

  Yep walked right into that one. “Arite, let’s go get me some appliances and whatchamacallits. I’m thinking of mixing and matching colors.”

  “I don’t think so babe. Let’s go with red.”

  Red did sound nice but he’d be smug for all of eternity if I went with his suggestion. “Nah, I’m thinking purple or maybe a nice Kelly green. Brighten the place up a bit.”

  “You’re killin’ me, you know that?”

  I couldn’t help but laugh at his thoroughly exasperated look as we went in and chose a combination or purple and green kitchen appliances. And towels. And oven pads.

  “I have to admit it’s not as bad as I thought.”

  “Now that I have your approval, I can die a happy woman.” Hands clutching my chest I grinned and batted my eyelashes.

  “Smartass,” he groaned and then smacked me right on my ass. “All I need to do is accessorize, and as much as you’ve been helpful in all this, I am damn sick of shopping.” His arm went around me again and, no lie, I leaned into his embrace. I inhaled his earthy woodsy sandalwood cologne and that scent that was uniquely Colt.

  “I’ve been helpful? Damn Jaya you really know how to make a guy feel special.”

  “How about this for special? I’ll even buy you lunch.”

  He stopped, confusing the sales guy pushing the cart to load everything up. “That’s sweet. And for that, I’ll make you dinner tonight. You buy the groceries, though.”

  “You’ll make whatever I buy?” He nodded and I grinned. “Deal. Now let’s go because I could eat a seal.”

  He froze and gave me a heated look across the top of the SUV that I felt all the way to my toes.

  “This SEAL is happy to be your meal sweetheart.”

  “There’s a great little sandwich shop around the corner.”

  Colt grabbed my hand and somehow turned that into his hand around my waist, not that I was complaining, and we made the short trip to Stillman’s Deli. “If you get sauerkraut then I’ll get extra garlic and we don’t have to worry about it later when we make out.”

  “Duly noted.”

  “Colt Sharpe, is that you?”

  We both looked up and found a voluptuous redhead tottering on black stilts as she headed our way. “Girlfriend of yours?”

  “Nope. Two dates in she was talking about commitment.”

  Damn. I took a step away when it became clear she had blinders on where other women were concerned.

  “Colt I have missed you!” She cooed and pressed up to him, raking long red nails down his chest.

  Colt, nice guy that he was, took a step back and grabbed my hand, pressing a kiss to the side of my head. “Brie I’d like you to meet my fiancée.”

  Two emotions registered on her face. Shock and anger. “I thought you said you never wanted to get married!” Her voice got louder and louder, reaching screeching levels. “All that talk of your long lost high school love who still held your heart was just a lie, right? You rat bastard liar! Oh I screwed up with Jaya so bad and no one else will do,” she mimicked him using a whiny high pitched voice.

  I didn’t know how to feel about the fact Colt had used me and our relationship to get out of making a commitment to other women. It felt sleazy. It felt like he diminished what we had.

  “Brie,” he shouted to interrupt her never ending tirade. “This is Jaya.”

  Instantly Brie softened and all the anger left her. “Really, you’re Jaya?”

  “According to my driver’s license.”

  “Oh my god!” Just like that her whole demeanor shifted from angry and hurt to happy and hopeful. “That is so great, I’m so happy for you!” She wrapped us both in a hug, squeezing a little too hard.

  “Thanks for that Brie but I’m still recovering from being shot,” I told her and extricated myself from her embrace.

  “Oh no, are you okay? Colt I hope you’re taking good care of her now that you finally got her back.” She leaned in for another, gentler hug and whispered in my ear, “What a lucky girl you are to have a love like that.”

  I stood there, completely stunned, watching the curvaceous bombshell walk away. I turned my gaze up at Colt, who stared back at me with a look I didn’t want to identify. That look was too damn real. Too intense. Too much.

  “Weird.”

  Slowly, as though time stopped, he cupped my jaw and kissed me long and slow until I felt his emotions pouring into me, infusing me so that I couldn’t ignore them. Couldn’t deny them.

  He tasted every inch of my mouth, swiping in and licking my tongue. Mating with my mouth until I clung to him. He swallowed my moans and tightened his grip on my ass, kissing me until nothing around us existed.

  When he broke the kiss, he grinned. “Told you so.”

  Colt

  Holy fuck is it hot in here! I can’t ever remember being so hot in my life. Not even in the hottest places on the planet, suited up with fifty pounds of gear have I ever been so overheated, and I knew for damn sure I wasn’t in the desert. Slowly I opened my eyes to make sure the house wasn’t on fire, or that my own skin wasn’t bubbling and crisping under flames. Only my eyes are open and I can’t see shit except a curtain of blonde hair draped across my whole face. Wait…blonde hair? That’s when I felt it, the weight of another person’s body pressed into my side. The sweet honeysuckle scent found its way into my nose and I knew without a doubt.

  Jaya.

  I don’t know how the hell we ended up like this and I damn sure wasn’t complaining, but curiosity won me over. Moving her hair away from my face, I looked around and noticed we were on the couch. Fully dressed, which disappointingly meant the all-night fuck fest I’d fantasized about hadn’t happened. But I’d like to remember it when it finally does happen.

  Right now though, with her plump breasts smashed against me, nipples hard, revealing her braless state, all I could think about was having her. Our legs were tangled up, one strong but delicate hand rested low on my belly, blonde hair everywhere. I had woken up like this many times with Jaya, usually naked, but shit this time felt as good as the first time.

  A phone buzzed on the coffee table we bought yesterday, but the sofa was too far away to reach it without waking Jaya. So I laid there with her in my arms, enjoying everything about this moment. Though she hadn’t given me any real indication that she was softening towards me, I could tell. I could feel it happening. She stopped fighting my kisses and threw herself fully into that kiss last night. She didn’t complain about me dropping by, and pretty much forcing her to spend time with me. That was all good, but I wanted more.

  A lot more.

  The room was silent except for the low hum of the TV and fridge, so I heard it crystal clear. The sound of a key turning in the lock, the door knob twisting and the door opening. Instincts kicked in, but I knew deep down it wasn’t an intruder, and I needed to be careful of Jaya’s shoulder. But that meant the person walking through the door right now could only be Sharon. And I knew, without her having said a thing, she would not want her mom to find us like this.

  Unfortunately, time wasn’t on our side and I couldn’t move without doing it quickly and jostling her. I took a deep breath and opened my eyes at the sound of footsteps drawing near.

  “Good morning Sharon.”

  She gasped and I tilted my head back as her gaze spun to where we lay, bodies wrapped aro
und one another.

  “Colt.”

  “Good morning son.” Shit that voice did have me panicking and wiggling, not enough to hurt but enough to wake Jaya.

  “Hey ma,” I groaned as Jaya began to move against me.

  “What did you say?” She looked at me and down at our bodies entwined on the sofa, completely oblivious to the other two people in the room. “I fell asleep on you again? Damn Colt, sorry.”

  “Don’t be sweetheart. At least not yet. First say hello to our mothers.”

  I shouldn’t have enjoyed it as much as I did when those sleepy green eyes looked up at me and then over the arm of the sofa, widening at the sight of them at the same time her body froze in confusion. I could read Jaya like a book. She wanted to scramble off the couch and put ten feet of distance between us, but her shoulder wouldn’t allow it.

  “Mom.? Mrs. Sharpe. What are you guys doing here?”

  “Brunch,” Ma answered with a grin that looked far too damn delighted. “And now we don’t even have to invite Colt over.”

  Sharon grinned as they both disappeared into the kitchen, whispering and giggling like little girls. I shook my head at them, dreading what they had planned. Instead of focusing on that I turned to Jaya.

  “How’s the shoulder?”

  “Stiff as shit. I’m not even sure I can move it right now.” Her expression was pinched and her skin paled as evidence of her pain.

  Moving off the sofa cautiously, I scooped her into my arms and climbed the stairs, not stopping until we were in her bedroom.

  “You need any help getting undressed?” We both knew she did need my help, so I waited, watching as indecision played on her beautiful face.

  Finally, she let out a long breath and nodded. “Yes, but please, try not to enjoy it too much.”

  With a sly grin, I stepped toward her. “I make no promises.” Not like I could even if I wanted to. Jaya at twenty had been gorgeous, firm and supple. Now she was breathtaking. Perky tits that were a perfect handful with peach tipped nipples that never failed to make my mouth water. Her shirt went off, revealing a chest, shoulders and back covered in light freckles and calling back memories of tracing them with my fingers. My tongue. Small, nipped in waist with visible muscles in her midsection that led to long, lean muscular legs. She was absolutely perfect. “Fuck me Jaya, you are still the most beautiful thing I ever saw.”

  I couldn’t help it, not with her standing there in just a small scrap of red lace, chest heaving gently and eyes riveted on mine. Leaning forward I licked a nipple before pulling into my mouth, sucking gently and rolling my tongue around the sweet plump fruit. Her body shook, trembled as I loved her tits, one of her hands speared through my hair to hold me close while she arched towards me.

  The sweet fucking sound of her moans had my cock so hard I knew I’d need a long cold shower when we were done.

  “Colt.” The sound of my name moaned in passion was something I never thought I’d hear again, and right now it meant she wanted me, wanted this as much as I did. “Yes.”

  My hands slid up her hips, cupping her ass and sliding up her slender waist before sliding one hand into those sexy little panties. She was so swollen and wet for me, her slit dripping down my fingers as I thrust in and out of her. Two fingers and then three, coated with her desire, doing all the things my cock wanted to do to her. Soon.

  “Come for me Jaya. Please, baby.” I pumped harder, deeper, faster as her pussy clamped around me, pulsing. She was so close. I pulled a plump nipple in and sucked hard, finally sending her over the edge.

  “Oh! Yes, Colt! Yes!” My name on her tongue, this time as she flew apart, squeezing and coating my fingers. Making my cock jealous.

  “I would love nothing more than to slide my cock deep inside that wet pussy Jaya,” I told her, nibbling her ear while my fingers continued to massage her folds and rub slow circles around her clit.

  She said nothing for a long time, head tossed back, eyes closed with a faint pink stain on her cheeks. Then an eternity passed before she let out a whispered, “Yes.”

  Fuck, that was the only word I needed to hear from her. I laid her on the bed and pull the red panties down her legs, pushing her thighs open so she was bared wide open to me.

  “So pretty and pink,” I told her, tracing a finger over her swollen pussy before slipping a finger inside. I dropped to my knees because I couldn’t resist a quick taste of her, swiping my tongue from her opening to her clit.

  “Colt!” Her fingers dug into my scalp as her hips moved against me, fucking my mouth in search of her own pleasure. “God, yes,” she moaned when I nibbled her clit and sucked it hard. “Fuck me!”

  Music to my ears. “Are you sure Jaya? There are two matchmaking mamas downstairs.”

  She groaned and covered her face with an arm. “You’re right.” Disappointment rose in me when she pushed at my chest and I helped her up. Watching that round ass walk away made me lick my lips. Then she turned.

  “They’ll hear the bed, but I think the counter in the bathroom is safe.”

  “I like the way you think, babe.” Charging at her like a horny bull with a hard on, I gripped her waist and sat her on the counter, kissing her mouth, her neck and those succulent tits. “Just hang on with this arm,” I told her as I lined our bodies up and slowly sank deep into her pussy, so slick and hot, I couldn’t stifle a groan. “Fuck, Jaya.”

  “Colt,” she moaned, gripping the back of my neck and bringing me down for a kiss that shot straight to my cock. My hips worked like a machine, keeping up a fast pace, sliding in deep long strokes that had her moaning and moving her hips in rhythm with mine. “Colt, yes.”

  “Fuck it,” I told her as I palmed her ass and lifted her off the counter, pressing her back against the cool wall so I could thrust deeper and harder. “You feel so good. So goddamn tight.” At my words she squeezed around me, licking my neck and biting me. “I need you to come for me.” I couldn’t hold out much longer. She already pulsed around me in tiny little vibrations that had my balls drawing up tight. “Jaya?”

  She laughed and kissed me again, so hot and hungry I knew it wouldn’t be long for either of us. “Same time Colt. You know what I like.”

  Fuck yeah I did, and I gripped her harder, spreading her apart and thrust so hard, so deep there was no way I didn’t lose a piece of myself in her. And when her pussy gripped me, milked me and her sweet cries sounded in my ears, I knew I wouldn’t stop until Jaya was mine again. Her name was a growl on my lips as she shook in my arms.

  “God Jaya, I’d rather stay here.”

  Her laugh echoed in the bathroom, the vibrations shot through us both, causing her to tighten around me and my cock to jerk back to life.

  “Me too, but we’ve already given them too much to talk about, don’t you think?” We couldn’t get out of brunch now no matter what, so I set her on the counter but blocked her path. “What are you doing? We have to get down there.”

  “Jaya.”

  “Colt,” she responded, biting back a smile.

  “Friday night. You in a dress. I’ll pick you up, show you a good time and maybe, if you’re lucky, I’ll put out.”

  “A date?” She could barely get the word out.

  I nodded and pushed my hips forward, drawing a sexy whimper from her. “A date.”

  She wanted to say yes, and I knew we were very close to one. I saw the flicker in her green eyes, that moment she gave in and nodded. “If I say yes will you help me get dressed?”

  “I’ll help you either way Jaya. Always.”

  We both needed to clean up anyway because I refused to have lunch with Ma smelling like sex. Even if it was sex with Jaya. “Tits that gorgeous should never be covered up though.”

  Her eyes softened and she reached up to caress my jaw. “Yes Colt, it’s a date.”

  I grinned and kissed her until we were breathless and my knees damn near gave out before breaking the kiss and helping her get clean and dressed.

  It was just a
first date but to me it was progress.

  “What smells so good?” I asked as we strolled into the kitchen that smelled like six types of heaven. Bacon was at least four types on its own.

  “Brunch,” Ma added with a hint of amusement. “I know you two were gone a long time, but it’s still brunch time.”

  Sarah failed at stifling a laugh over by the coffee pot, but at least she tried to make it less awkward. “I love these appliances, so colorful! But Jaya sweetie couldn’t you have chosen one color?”

  I didn’t even try to stop the laughter because the look Jaya sent me was so priceless. “Yeah well if you or mister interior designer over here want to buy me appliances you can choose your color.” She eased into a seat that left her arm out of the way of moving targets. “This looks amazing ladies, but what’s the occasion?”

  Sarah smiled at her daughter so full of love. “Housewarming breakfast sweetie. We figured you wouldn’t want to cook, but it looks like you two have it covered.” Her smirk said it all, she thought we were back together.

  “I have to eat, don’t I?”

  “Of course,” Ma and Sarah answered at once.

  “Let’s eat then, shall we?” I took the seat beside Jaya, regaling our mothers with stories of our shopping trips while they laughed and smiled and pretended not to pay attention to how quiet and withdrawn Jaya had gotten. “She tapped out yesterday before we got to things that would make this place homey.”

  “Oh honey I can grab a few things. Some blankets and throw pillows, maybe a few paintings to hang on the wall.” Sharon beamed at the idea and I knew she was as happy as me to have Jaya home again.

  “Sure Mom, just don’t go crazy. No flowers and no yellow. I don’t want bright colors, stick to the theme of the house.” Her tense shoulders relaxed and her expression softened. “Thank you.”

  Everyone relaxed and I slung an arm around the back of her chair and smiled. “That wasn’t so hard, was it?”

  “You have no idea,” she groaned and stole a slice of bacon from my plate. “This is great bacon Mrs. Sharpe.”