by Ferraro, W
Remnants of her joyous amusement quickly slid off her face as her brown eyes connected with his intense blue ones.
He wanted to stare into their chocolate pools until she confessed what was going on, but he knew he couldn’t due to the fact they were not alone.
As if on cue, Dustin interrupted. “Hey, Reed, heading out already? Heard the B’s weren’t exactly showing up for tonight’s game.”
Tearing his eyes away from the warmth of hers, Reed looked at the other man and tried to hide his all-consuming intention to rip his head from his shoulders.
“Yeah, had better ideas of how to spend my time,” Reed alluded before looking back at Colby.
“I hear that,” Dustin answers, before too looking at Colby. Reed noticed hurtfully that Colby gave Dustin her undivided attention. “Well, I got to get back. Remember, don’t make it hard on me. Save me from having to dog Paige for your schedule and just tell me when you are working so I can drive you home. I enjoy the company in the squad car.”
The flirtatious smile and blinding brightness of his sparkling teeth made Reed’s stomach turn in revolt.
Reed continued to watch the two interact as Dustin walked backward and playfully demanding Colby’s cooperation.
“As warm and cozy as your police car was, I told you I like to walk,” Colby answered completely ignoring Reed’s presence.
Dustin reached the still waiting elevator cage, and before stepping in, he smiled widely and replied, “You may like to walk in Arctic wind chills, but I guarantee your beautiful skin is thankful for my insistence not to let you. Just think of all the money I’m saving you in moisturizer and lip balm.”
The smiles they exchanged really did threaten to have Reed void his stomach contents.
With a wave good-bye, the cage closed behind the young deputy leaving Reed and Colby alone.
Tension filled every muscle in his body and not the kind he planned to relieve tonight either.
“Is that where your newest inspiration is coming from? An oversized oaf with a gun and a rust bucket of a police car?” Reed hissed.
Reed expected her to turn around and unleash on him. He was so amped up from seeing them together that he had this overwhelming need to lash out and verbally fight the threat to his dominant masculinity. Anything that would rid him of this inferior complex, which threatened his usual confidence. Allowing him to focus on the physical release he was not only in need of but for which he also planned.
Now that they were alone in the hall, he realized how his larger body gravitated toward her smaller one on its own accord. His body almost wrapped around hers, protective-like, surrounding her with her back to his chest, giving his arms the power to complete her capture by pressing his hand against her front door. His head maneuvered to the side so that her head fit in the cradle between his neck and shoulder allowing his mouth to hover over her ear.
“Is it, Colby? Is that what it takes to get your pussy so wet, you soak your panties?” he whispered, allowing his lips to pull the lobe into his mouth. “Does he make your nipples stand on end, ready to be sucked so hard you come just from that? Can he?”
Colby tried to ignore him as she fumbled with the key in the lock.
Reed moved even closer to her, pushing her chest up against the door, letting her feel his response to her up close and personal to her ass.
“Does Dustin make you so horned up that you welcome his tongue on your clit?”
With his lips against her neck, he silently cursed her coat and scarf, keeping his seeking mouth away from her cinnamon-scented neck.
“Tell me, Colby, is the man who can do all those things to your body . . . is that Dustin? Is it?” He let his knees bend bringing him lower before he rose up again, brushing his rock hard arousal against her denim clad ass. “Or is that man me?”
Colby dropped her keys, letting them clatter to the floor.
The feeling of victory and validation began to creep up his spine, and he allowed her to break away just enough to bend at the knee to retrieve her keys.
However, if he thought he was the domineering force in this dynamic, he was sadly mistaken.
With a grace that showed she had overcome his power over her senses, Colby rose from her crouched position, unlocked the door and slid it open, stepping over the threshold into her home. When she turned to face him, he never expected the look of an accepted challenge to overtake her beautiful face.
With the invisible barricade between them, her in her apartment and him still in the hallway, Colby quickly stripped out of her heavy outerwear leaving her in just her work shirt, jeans, and boots. With one hand cocked on her hip and the other raised so that her long, elegant fingers tapped against the plumpness of her bottom lips, she slowly let her eyes roam over him. Starting at his feet, he watched as her bright brown eyes methodically and with sensual leisureliness climbed up his legs, remaining a moment too long over his hips and where his obvious rigidness pressed against his zipper, and then continuing upward over his chest and shoulders before stopping where his lust-filled eyes were waiting for her.
Her already spiky styled hair was even more disheveled from when she removed her hat. The green bandana barely held back the unruliness from her face, yet her natural blush was in place as her usual heavy made-up eyes showed how much she was enjoying this moment of control.
He became harder if that was even possible.
“So what if he did make me feel just as you asked? What if my body wants to call him back here and take me so hard that neither one of us can walk straight tomorrow. What if I want to feel him fill me up in every place that needs filling?”
Those damn fingers of hers tapped the rhythm of those gut-wrenching words as they passed her lips.
Reed felt his mouth go dry, but he remained on his side of the doorway. Momentarily oblivious to the chance someone could leave the other apartment and see him, but he was going to play this out.
He had to.
“I can rid you of such thoughts.”
Colby stopped her finger tapping, but only dropping her hand a little, so now those long expression-making fingers pressed against her throat.
He felt pride in the way her voice cracked. “Oh you can, can you?”
He didn’t acknowledge her question nor did he move from his position. Even though his blood was pounding in his ears and his zipper was threatening to burst.
His voice was smooth, deep, and clear in its articulation. “Invite me in.”
Reed watched as she visibly gulped, never tearing her eyes away from his.
A moment passed, then another, and she hadn’t responded.
He was going to see this through even if it killed him.
“What if I said no?”
Staring her down, letting her feel his need through his gaze, he assured her. “No means no.”
They continued to stare at each other, neither moving, even when a boisterous cheer carried down the hall from the only other apartment on the floor.
“Are you wet?” he asked huskily.
She did not hold back. “Yes.”
“Invite me in, Colby.”
“What if it isn’t you I want?”
I’ll rid your mind of that thought permanently!
“I’ll show you that I am exactly who you want.”
Reed could see the moment her fight left her.
But he had come this far; he’d be damned if he didn’t get her to verbalize her submission.
“Invite me in.” This time, he spoke with more authority, telling her he too was tired of this deliberated foreplay.
“Come in.” The words were barely audible.
Reed crossed the threshold, sliding the door shut and locking it behind him. Quickly ridding himself of his coat, shoes, and sweater, he soon began to slowly stalk toward her. For every step forward he took, she took one back.
Neither one of them changed the pace, keeping the same amount of space between them until Colby stopped when the back of her legs hit the end o
f her bed.
Never taking his eyes off her, Reed slowly pulled her work shirt from where she’d tucked it into her pants. Once the fabric was free, he delicately and leisurely brought the hem of the shirt higher and higher until he pulled it over her head and threw it in the opposite direction.
That she wore nothing underneath turned him on, but he refused to show it. He only had one goal and that was to rid Colby of all her clothes.
Seeing her already stiff nipples had his balls tightening. With experienced fingers, he pulled her belt free of its buckle and unzipped her pants. Slipping his thumbs between the denim and her hipbones, he pushed down with his hands bringing her jeans and panties with them. When they reached her knees, he stopped his downward motion and dropped to his knees. Quickly, he removed her boots and socks tossing them frivolously aside before pulling her clothing off the rest of the way.
He did not move from his kneeling position immediately. He moved his head so it was at the apex of her legs and just allowed his nose to inhale deeply.
“Your scent is so fucking sexy!”
As much as he wanted to let his tongue swipe upward, he didn’t. Instead, he stood to his full height.
Once more, their gazes locked onto one another, and they communicated so much within the silence of the apartment.
The scent of her arousal and her ever-present scent of cinnamon swirled around him, proving his need was at its breaking point.
“Get on the bed,” he ordered unapologetically
He watched with hooded eyes as she followed his order and crawled backward until her arms rested behind her holding her weight, and she sat with spread thighs and legs bent at the knees. In doing so, she showed him everything he intended to touch, taste, and thrust against.
Reed undid the button and zipper of his pants offering instantaneous relief as his straining cock leaped free of its confinement. Using his feet to push down and rid his legs of his pants and socks, he stood before her in all his rigidly aroused glory.
“Commando, counselor?”
The sultry way she spoke from such an exotic position had his cock juddering slightly to the left.
Slowly, he crawled up the bed toward her on all fours, hovering over her; he ghosted his lips over hers and ordered, “Get your vibrator.”
The question must have shocked her because her eyes showed the slightest amount of panic as she took in his expression.
However, Colby never argued; she simply leaned to her right, opened the top drawer of her bedside table, and removed a small red remote wired to a silicone-sheathed bullet. Reed extended his hand, accepting the vibrator from her before she returned to her previous position.
Sitting upright on his knees, Reed positioned himself directly between Colby’s spread thighs. Knowing she watched him with such curiosity laced with want had him smiling. He removed the silicone covering as he held the small silver bullet between his fingers. Bringing it up to his eye level, he turned the remote on and pressed the speed to medium. Reed enjoyed her eyes on him as he slowly lowered the vibrating bullet to her center.
Colby’s body jerked at the initial contact, especially since he pressed it directly against her clit. Reed then pulled it away, running a finger from the other hand through her glistening folds and warming her body up to contact. Careful as to not push into her, he almost lazily ran just the one finger up and down her labia spreading her wetness all over her lower lips. When Colby’s head tipped back in satisfaction, and quiet moans passed through her lips, Reed pressed the bullet back to her clit. This caused her pelvis to press forward for more contact. Reed carefully moved the bullet back and forth over the growing tissue pressing the side of it against her to let her feel more of the pulsating surface. Colby’s pelvis was now surging forward seeking more with each pass of the bullet. Using her hands even more, Colby’s pelvis was off the mattress thrusting forward as her head continued to hang back and her moans grew louder.
He knew it was cruel, but who said he couldn’t be. Reed removed the bullet, letting the pieces fall to the mattress next to him.
Panting, Colby raised her head so she could look at him. While holding her gaze, he took hold of the back of her calves and pulled her directly over his lap. The back of her thighs rested high on his exposed ones, her already dripping center pressing against his lower abdomen. He guided her hands to hold each of his shoulders. Once she was upright, he used one hand to hold his cock, and with the other hand, he guided her sopping pussy over his shaft. When he was buried so deeply inside her that once more her soaked lips pressed against his skin, he finally allowed himself to take claim to her mouth. The kiss started out slow and sensual but quickly turned hot and full of need. Tongues clashed as lips locked around each other. When this rhythm was established, Reed took hold of her hips and pulled her toward him to match. The motion allowed her extreme wetness to easily slide her on and off him. With each pull of her hips toward his own, she ground against his stiff shaft. Each time he fully impaled her, the head of his cock rubbed perfectly against her g-spot.
Reed knew he wasn’t allowing her much say in the way he manipulated her body to bring both of them such exquisite pleasure, but given the way she was moaning around their deep kisses and the way her pussy was clenching around his cock, he knew she had no complaints.
The furious speed, which surged within her, had him knowing his climax was coming. But before he came, he needed to prove one last thing.
Pulling his mouth away from hers, and smiling as her swollen one chased his, he continued the excruciating tempo.
“Open your eyes, Colby, and look at me.”
Reed watched as her eyes remained shut tight as she added a rotation of her hips to every slide downward.
This time a little louder. “Look at me.”
She was so lost in the sensation that Reed questioned whether he should just give in and not need this final bit of validation.
“Now, Colby!”
Whether it was the pained sound of the order or that his voice finally reached her wherever she was in her current level of ecstasy, he might never know.
Those gorgeous brown eyes opened.
As he stared into their depths, he knew he needed her to know whom she was with. He demanded she acknowledge him as the man who could make her feel like this. The man who could play her body like the most cherished instrument. Acknowledgment by sight was not acceptable. He needed her to say it, to scream it, to recognize that he was the only one who had this power over her incredible body.
“Who’s fucking you?”
It wasn’t an act; she truthfully didn’t understand what he expected of her.
When he saw that in her, something inside him shifted. However, he refused to react to it.
“You are, Reed.”
“Who makes your body feel like this?”
“Only you do, Reed.”
Hearing her say what he demanded should have been enough, but for some reason, it wasn’t.
He continued his assault of questions.
“Who fucks this pussy?”
“You do.”
“Whose cock is in this pussy?”
“Yours, Reed, yours,” Colby panted.
“Who do you want to keep fucking you until you can’t remember your own name?” he shouted into her throat.
“You! I want you, Reed, to keep fucking me with your perfect cock! No one else! No one else, just you!”
With the last of his restraint, Reed grabbed the still pulsating bullet, pressed it against Colby’s clit, and increased the speed to high. He held it there as he thrust in and out of her. She began to buck, and she shouted as she came. The continuing assaults were too much for her, as he continued to attack her over-sensitized flesh.
Finally, when she was nothing more than a limp body barely able to hold herself to him, Reed sought his own release. It didn’t take more than one last thrust before he emptied himself into her, knowing tomorrow would never be the same.
Reed stayed much long
er with Colby than he’d intended. Leaving there in the early morning hours, he’d satisfied both their carnal needs three times more before they both passed out from exhaustion. Then he did something he had never done before. He allowed himself to doze off and enjoy a well-deserved nap.
Being sure not to wake her when he left her place, he found it more difficult than usual to leave her beautiful sleeping form tangled in the messy covers. Burying this foreign feeling, he made sure to secure the door’s lock before seeing himself out. Considering the hour, he had no trouble leaving unobserved. He was grateful for his thought-out plan of parking around the corner rather than inside the complex parking area the night before.
By the time he got back to his place, he had enough time to catch another hour’s worth of sleep before he showered, dressed, and was on his way to the office.
The empty streets allowed him to observe his reflection in the rearview mirror. The involuntary smile that stretched across his face was something new, yet somehow, seemed completely warranted
Pulling into the barely awake town of Lancaster and following the main road until he turned into the parking lot of his office, Reed parked his SUV in its designated spot and made his way into the building. Aside from himself, only one other person was in the office given the early morning hour.
Making his way to his office, he passed Garrett’s still darkened space and pushed open the closed door to his professional domain.
To say the scene that greeted him was a surprise, but then again, he always considered himself an honest man, so no, it really wasn’t. There at his desk in his soft oversized chair was Lacey working away on her laptop with papers spread all around having made herself completely at home.
Just the sight of her had his unconscious joy gone within seconds.
“Gee, please go ahead and make yourself comfortable.”
“Oh, don’t worry, I did. By the way,” Lacey responded ignoring the obvious sarcasm as she picked up her coffee cup and took a sip before placing it back down on his desk and returning her full attention back to the screen, “You really should have an espresso machine in here. This dreadful K-cup machine can’t even brew a decent cup of coffee. If I knew it was going to be this bad, I would have just gone to the fast food place down the street and gotten their version of a hot caffeinated beverage. I reckon it is the same as this sludge.”
