by Alex Cook, Indigo Sin, Taylor L Ray, LaVerne Thompson (epub)
Putting on an air of nonchalance, she sniffed softly and straightened up to listen to the driver as he called for help over the radio. Without looking, she felt Colton move away from her to re turn to his seat, giving her some relief…maybe a little disappointment too, but mostly relief. The response that came over the radio made her groan aloud. No one would be able to make it out to clear the way and pull them from the ditch for quite a while. Possibly not even until morning.
The blizzard raged on. According to the weather reports, it was set to blow on for hours, maybe days. Dear God, if she missed her sister’s wedding, she was dead meat. Not that this was her fault, but her sister would never forgive her if the Maid of Honor was a no show. She went still as she realized that Colton, too, would be a no show if they didn’t make it out in time, and he was the Best Man. Fantastic .
Chapter Four
The driver alternated between running the bus for short increments of time to warm it just enough before shutting it off to conserve fuel. They had even taken on a few new passengers as stranded motorists ran out of gas, needing a place to try to stay warm. As night fell, Colton watched as Hadley curled in on herself, her puffy down coat swamping her small body as she rubbed her hands together in an attempt to regain some heat. He would gladly let her snuggle with him, but he knew she was too proud to take something he offered. She was a stubborn little thing.
As the engine shut off for another spell, Colton leaned forward, unzipped his bag, and pulled out the blanket he had packed for the trip. He was always one to be prepared, and with the weather being unpredictable, he wanted to be safe in the event that they experienced…well, what they had just experienced. As he unfolded the green fleece, he knew she was watching him. Pulling it up over his chest, he rested his head back, closing his eyes. It was killing her and he knew it, but she wasn’t going to ask to share the blanket with him. Without opening his eyes, he smirked. “If you want to get warm, you can join me under my blanket, sweetheart.”
“I’m good,” she answered without hesitation.
He chuckled at the predicted answer. “Suit yourself. Plenty of room over here if you change your mind.”
He held back a grin as he heard her mumbling to herself before feeling her slide into the seat next to him. She wasn’t going to go down easy, but she was definitely giving in.
“Fine, but keep your hands to yourself,” she warned.
He let her lift the blanket and curl up, knowing she was berating herself for giving in, but she would get over it eventually. The second her soft little body snuggled up to him, his reacted as it always did. His cock went rock hard and his heart beat a little faster as she sighed softly at the warmth. The sweet scent of her shampoo assailed his senses, making him want to bury his face in her hair and inhale deeply.
“Better?” The question came out deep and raspy. Geez, was tha t his voice? What the hell ?
He felt her nod against his shoulder. “Yeah. Thanks.” She was shivering slightly in spite of the heavy coat she wore, and he could
feel her wringing her hands, still trying to warm them. Taking a chance, he lifted his arm up and around her, tucking her in close to his side. She didn’t protest, just snuggled right into him. Thank God for that. He didn’t want her to be cold. If he scared her away, she was going to freeze across the aisle.
“Your hands cold?” he asked, fig hting the urge to pull her into his lap. She hesitated before answering. “Yeah, but it’s alright. They’ll warm up.” “You can put them under my shirt if you want…to warm them I mean.” He
knew it was a risky maneuver, but he wanted her to be comfortable. She responded with an un- ladylike snort. “Nice try, ass.” Colton couldn’t help but laugh. God she was cute when she was all riled.
“Alright. Just thought I’d offer since I’m warm.” Shit, at this point he was overheating with her pressed up against him like this, and it had little to do with body heat. Even through her coat he could feel her soft curves. He couldn’t resist letting his hand stroke her hip…testing the waters. She still didn’t run screaming, so that was good.
He tensed up slightly as she shifted next to him then hissed in a breath as her icy-cold little hands slipped up under his shirt onto his abs.
“Christ, your hands are freezing, babe.”
“Sorry…and I’m not your babe.” Her tone spoke volumes. She was not amused.
He grinned. With her hands warming up on his skin, the cold was replaced with a sizzling heat as her fingers moved over him, tickling and sending jolts of electricity straight to his cock. As she stroked gently, he had to put his hand over hers to stop her movements. “You gotta stop that, sweetheart, or my stomach isn’t going to be the only part of my body warming you.”
Her breath caught at his statement, but he knew she caught the gist of what he was trying to tell her.
“Whatever, Colton, like I could give you a…” Her wor ds were cut off with a gasp as Colton grabbed her hand, pushing it down over the bulge behind the fly of his jeans.
“Yeah?” His voice was low and serious. “Think again. I’m hard as hell right now, sweetheart, and it’s all because of you.”
Chapter Five
Heat crept up her cheeks as she felt the hardness under her hand, yet she found herself unable to pull away. Tentatively, she stroked over the area, catching his sharp intake of breath with her movements. The thought that she had this kind of an effect on Colton had her heart racing and wetness pooling between her legs. He actually found her…attractive? Pushing the thought aside, she gave herself a mental shake. Of course he has a hard-on, Hadley, he’s a guy, and they get hard -ons all the time.
She kept her hand right where it was though, wanting to feel and explore him. His warm breath brushed over her ear making the hair rise on the back of her neck with a shudder. “Hadley, baby…unless you plan on doing something about my problem, you gotta stop r ubbing it.”
His statement ended on a low groan as she increased the pressure, rubbing his cock even harder through his jeans. She knew she should stop, but she didn’t want to. What the hell is wrong with me?
One minute she was beside him on the seat, the next she found herself on his lap. Her eyes went wide, her skin tingling all over at the feel of his hand on her ass, stroking softly. She swallowed hard as she looked up and met his gaze which at the moment was blazing with lust. There was no denying it now. She wanted him — real bad.
“I’m going to kiss you,” he whispered, holding her gaze. All she could do was nod.
His mouth crushed against hers, taking her breath away. His lips were so soft, warm…and inviting. At the feeling of his tongue licking at the seam of her lips, she parted them on instinct, letting him explore her mouth. She answered his explorations with her own, rolling and twisting her tongue with his, drowning in his taste. His kiss was slow and languid, like he had all the time in the world, which at the moment…well, they pretty much did. He tilted his head, deepening the kiss as he threaded his fingers through her hair, holding her head close. Their breath mingled in the silence, the only other sound the howling of the blizzard blowing on carelessly outside the window along with the occasional cough from another passenger.
Shifting her position without breaking their kiss so that she was straddling his lap, she cupped his face with her hands and sighed softly. How quickly she had melted right into him, fallen under his trance that she had spent so many years fighting. Now that she was melded to his body with his lips seared to hers, she realized that this was what she had wanted all along. All those times he’d made comments or ad vances on her…she’d pushed him away, certain that he was joking or just trying to humiliate her. She felt the urgency of his kiss, meeting it with her own. It had been so long since she’d felt sexual or needed, and she craved this. Craved him.
On their own, her hips began to gyrate against him, grinding against his cock. Shocked at the sounds coming from her own throat, she dug her nails into his shoulders as he cupped her ass, squeezing firml
y. She didn’t notice he had shifted his hands until she felt them sliding up the front of her coat to unzip it, pushing it from her shoulders so she could remove it completely. He pulled the blanket up to her neck holding her gaze as he slid his hands up her sides under her shirt, shoving the material up as he went. When he uncovered her breasts, she watched as his eyes dipped and his jaw clenched. She didn’t have the biggest breasts, but before she could become self-conscious of that matter, he raised those dark eyes back to hers while he tugged the cups of her bra below her breasts, exposing her to him completely.
“Fuck…you’re perfect,” he growled, raspy and low.
She licked her lips and opened her mouth, but couldn’t form a coherent word as his head lowered, his mouth covering her nipple. Completely aware of the other passengers on the bus, she bit her lip, whimpering a soft, “Oh…” as he suckled at the hard peak before tracing around it with the tip of his tongue. She wanted to cry out, moan her pleasure…but, she had to stay quiet or the rest of the people o n the bus would become fully aware of what they were doing there in the back of the bus. With the cold long forgotten, she let her head fall back, her mouth fall open on a silent groan. She was beyond thankful for the high-backed seats that helped to hide their risky tryst.
With his mouth busy, she felt his hands working the button on her jeans. Lifting her hips slightly, she bit her lip as she waited for him to unfasten them. It didn’t take him long. She stood for a moment to pull them off of one leg before settling back over his lap, leaving the jeans on her other leg. Her hands trembled as she ran them over the hard planes of his chest, skimming his abs through his shirt, kissing and sucking at his neck and throat. When his fingers slipped into her panties, she knew he would find her dripping wet. His low gravelly groan told her that he was pleased with what he found.
“So wet…”
“Please…” she whispered. What she was begging for, she didn’t even know, but her question was answered when he began to move his fingers through the slick folds of her pussy, finding her hardened clit before circling it slowly.
“Like that?”
Her breath caught in her throat as she choked out a reply. “Yes…” “More?” he questioned as his fingers continued their lazy exploratio ns,
building her up higher.
“Yes…”
Their whispers added to the erotic element of the situation, and soon she found herself moving her hips against his fingers, biting her lip to keep from screaming at the sensations bombarding her body. Letting her head fall to his shoulder, she panted and then bit into his flesh as he penetrated her with a finger.
“I wish I could lick that sweet pussy, Hadley… I’ve waited for years to taste your honey while you writhed under my tongue, screaming my name.” He growled the words quietly next to her ear, making her hips jerk in reaction. “If we ever get off this fucking bus…I’m gonna lick you for hours. That’s a promise.”
She knew he meant every word as he stroked her softly, penetrating and retreating before circling her clit. A gasp escaped her throat as he inserted a second finger into her already throbbing pussy, and she felt his jaw harden against her cheek.
“You’re so fucking tight, baby,” he groaned, his voice slightly strained. Resting her head on his shoulder, she let her hands trail down his chest and
stomach, coming to rest on the button of his jeans. His breathing became ragged in her ear as she unfastened the button before pulling the zipper down.
“Lift up,” she whispered, tugging slightly on the denim. His hips lifted from the seat, as she gripped the waistband of his jeans,
tugging them down his hips, letting his cock spring free. He hissed in a breath as she wrapped her hand around his hard shaft, stroking gently. With his free hand, he cupped the nape of her neck, pulling her mouth to his once more, thrusting his tongue inside. The kiss was fevered and wild as they nipped at each other’s lips, falling deeper into their lust.
Shifting her hips over his cock as she pulled her panties to the side, she placed his blunt head against her slick folds before trying to lower herself onto him. She couldn’t wait any longer— she needed him now. She whimpered as his hands firmly wrapped around her hips, stopping her descent onto him. His breathing was heavy as she placed her forehead against his, practically sobbing with the urgency to have him inside of her.
“Please, Colton…I need…” She fought against his hold, trying desperately to work him inside her, but he held firm.
“Condom…” he ground out through clenched t eeth.
“Pill…” she said breathlessly.
“Fuck!” As if the last thread of his control snapped, he cursed and pulled her down onto his lap, impaling her on his waiting cock with a low grunt. She cried out into his shoulder, muffling the sound as he filled her full almost to the point of pain. They sat still for a moment as she adjusted to his size, panting heavily, both of them trembling as they clung to each other.
Slowly, she began to move on him, sliding up his cock before descending back down, finding a rhythm that was slow and easy. Heat flushed her skin. She began to sweat under the blanket. They both knew that at any moment one of the passengers could walk to the back to use the restroom, but they didn’t care at that point — there was no stopping what was in motion now.
Bracing her hands on his shoulders, she worked her hips, biting her lip as he stared back at her. His nostrils flared when her mouth parted on a silent ‘O.’ Colton’s thumb found her sensitive nub and began rubbing it in slow torturous circles. Never before had she needed to remain silent during sex. It was no easy task with this man. Each rub of her clit sent shockwaves of pleasure vibrating through her core.
She swallowed hard. “You’re…so big.”
“God, baby, don’t stop,” Colton plead ed, sinking his fingers into the soft flesh of her hips.
Her breath caught as he leaned forward, taking a nipple into his mouth, letting his teeth graze gently over the nub before sucking it into the glorious heat of his mouth.
Chapter Six
He loved the way she came alive under his hands and mouth. Her soft mewls of pleasure urged him on as he licked and nipped at the pebbled nipple, eliciting a gasp from her. The rise and fall of her hips as she stroked him with her velvety walls made him clench his teeth, fighting off the orgasm boiling in his balls to the point of discomfort.
“Ah…God, baby…ride me,” he panted.
As she pulled her head from his shoulder to meet his gaze, he nearly came from the wild look in her eyes alone. He had known for years that her spunky attitude would mean she was dynamite in the sack. Now there was no doubt.
She rode him hard, letting herself go completely. Cheeks pink, mouth parted, she was beautiful.
He was hanging on by a thread when she whimpered and placed her forehead on his. Her warm breath brushed his face as she whispered, “Oh…God, Colton….I’m gonna…come.”
Colton gripped her hips tightly as he thrust up into her forcefully. She sucked in a broken breath and her body shuddered, her pussy gripping and releasing him erotically as her orgasm broke free. He crushed his mouth to hers, swallowing her mewls of ecstasy as she came, trying to keep her quiet. Watching her take her pleasure was the sexiest thing he’d ever fucking seen, and after this little encounter…he wanted to see a lot more of it. As she rode the waves of her orgasm out, he continued sliding up into her over and over until his gut clenched and his orgasm tingled up from the base of his spine. His cock kicked inside her, twitching as his release neared.
“Fuck, Hadley…now… now !”
He whispered against her lips as he threaded his hand in her hair at the nape of her neck, pushing up into her one last time. Trying to hold still, thick jets of his seed pumped into her and he breathed heavily, shaking as she milked him dry. He couldn’t recall a time that he’d come so hard or felt so completely relaxed after sex. It was a welcome change to the mediocre trysts he’d had in the past. And it had happened with Hadley. Hadley-fucking
- Prescott. Who’d have ever imagi ned?
*****
Oh my God…I just fucked Colton Renthrop . On a bus . The thought rattled around in her brain like a tin can in an alley as she sat in the bus bathroom, cleaning away the evidence of their coupling.
The problem, however, wasn’t that she had done it…it was that she didn’t feel the littlest bit of remorse over it. She had liked it — a LOT.
Staring into the mirror in front of her, she fixed her hair and took in her reflection. Her lips were swollen and red from his kisses, and her cheeks were flushed a rosy pink from the rough stubble covering his jaw. She even noticed a spot on her neck where Colton had marked her. She smiled as she touched the area, feeling rather sexy after their risky assignation. As far as she knew, their hot sex had gone unnoticed by the other passengers which was a wonder since it had felt like the world had tilted on its axis when she came.
She rolled her eyes to the heavens as she heard the engine of the bus turn over once again to warm the air for a short time. It had gotten noticeably colder after she had separated herself from Colton to make her way to the bathroom, so the warm up was welcome.
However, as she listened, she realized it wasn’t the engine of the bus she was hearing, it was…another vehicle? Oh thank Go d…it’s a plow truck ! She left the bathroom in a rush, just in time to see the welcome flashing yellow lights of the highway truck passing by the windows. The snow had slowed to a mere dusting as the plows worked to clear the roadway. Within an hour’s ti me, they were back on the road to Spokane.
The remainder of the trip was spent in an awkward silence, both of them acting as though nothing had happened between them. He’d fallen asleep for most of the trip, which was a relief. She hadn’t had a clue what to say to him anyway as the miles droned on.
