In His Bed

by Pauline Allan

  He leaned in, his hot breath tickling the shell of her ear. “Tell me, Lea…are your nipples hard for me? For my mouth?”

  Her lips gaped open. He knew exactly what she needed. She wasn’t one to like pain in bed, but, in his bed, a little roughness would easily make her come. She tried to step back, but he used his leg to block her retreat. His fingers continued their devastating caress. “Colin, please. I don’t think we should do this.” She heard Hernandez yell something about hearing a car door and she tried again to pull away. She leaned close, keeping her voice just above a whisper. “I-I’m confused right now.”

  “Tell me you don’t want me and I’ll let you go.” When he flicked the tip of her aching nipple her womb seized and rippled. Could a woman come like this, pushed over the edge by a man’s sexy voice and no more than a simple touch? The fever seeping through her core felt as if it could be possible with Colin’s capable hands. “Tell me if you feel this between us. Tell me you want to touch me as much as I want to touch you.”

  “Hey, guys, want me to catch the door? I think it’s the pizza guy,” Hernandez said as he swam toward the steps.

  Colin, unfazed, ignored his partner. “Tell me, Lea.” Her throat tightened with panic as Hernandez swam closer. “Lea?”

  She gripped his forearm and pulled. “Yes,” she said on a frustrated sigh. “Yes, I want to touch you.”

  The clouds overhead swayed, dipping Colin’s face into shadow. When he tipped his gaze up, his dark expression made her thighs twitch. God, yes, she wanted to do more than touch his strong shoulders. Every cell in her body screamed to spread her legs and let him inside.

  She watched him slide his hand under the water. Firm fingertips gripped the flesh on her side and squeezed. Pulling her off balance, Colin brought their bodies together. “You,” he whispered against her neck, “are going to fucking kill me.”

  Lea gasped, feeling as if she’d been dunked under the surface. Pushing away from his tight chest, she filled her lungs and blew out. On weak legs, she waded over to the steps and climbed out of the water.

  Passing one of the lounge chairs, she grabbed a towel and headed into the house. “Wait!” She could see the silhouette of the pizza guy outside the frosted glass on the front door. When she opened the door, the spicy, sweet aroma of red sauce filled the air. “Sorry,” she said, handing him cash.

  By the time she got back outside, the guys were getting out of the pool. Lea’s grip on the boxes wavered as she watched Colin scrub the water off his arms. Each time he reached up, the tight muscles in his shoulders and biceps flexed. With every movement, she felt her pussy vibrate.

  Removing herself from the temptation was the best option. “I’ll grab some plates.”

  She set the pizza boxes on the patio table and walked back inside. When she returned, Colin had already grabbed a piece of pizza. Doing her best to divert her attention from his wet trunks, she slid a slice on a plate.

  Hernandez made a comment about work. While they discussed a case her eyes were drawn to of the muscles lining Colin’s calves, the way his butt lifted high in the black and blue shorts. Lea thought about the padding around waist. When Colin twisted and turned the tight skin on his stomach barely moved. They were so different. He was hard angles with firm planes while she was flowing lifts and soft dips.

  She set the plate on the table and sat down. Colin pulled out the chair next to her, but not before she caught a glimpse of those twin strips running along the lower half of his abdomen. The trunks hung loose revealing the V that made all women weak in the knees. Colin’s made Lea weak in the pussy, breasts, stomach—hell, everywhere.

  Thunder cracked in the distance bringing their attentions skyward. Dark clouds peppered the sky blocking out the sun and forming shadows on the water’s surface. “It’s coming,” Colin said and started to gather the boxes of pizza. The thunder boomed again, this time bringing with it the pouring rain.

  Lea squealed and ran for the back door. As the sunny evening turned into a late spring storm, they sat in the kitchen finishing the pizza. “I’m going to head out,” Hernandez said as he got up and tugged his T-shirt over his head. “See you in the morning. Remember, lunch is on you, buddy.”

  Colin walked Hernandez to the front door. Taking the opportunity to flee, her body strung too tight from the last few hours, she gratefully headed upstairs to relax. She patted her thigh. “Come on, Charlie, let’s get comfy.” The dog followed her up the stairs and into the bedroom.

  After stripping out of her swimsuit, she took a quick shower and changed into a pajama top before sliding into bed. Charlie cuddled beside her as they flipped through the channels until she found a program she liked.

  The last thing she remembered in the haze pulling her into sleep was Colin’s handsome face, those half-mast eyelids, sparkling ocean depths staring back at her. She fought to erase the image, but with her defenses down, his name crept over her lips. Tomorrow she would regret dreaming about his warm kiss, but tonight...tonight she’d allow herself this one small pleasure. Colin Marshal was going to invade her dreams, and she was going to let him.

  CHAPTER FOUR

  Colin lay in bed watching the lightning cast shadows on the walls. The patter of rain on the long windows should’ve soothed his nerves, but knowing Lea slept across the hall made his body tight like a bow primed to release. The click of claws on the floor stopped. He leaned over the bed and saw Charlie sitting on the carpet.

  He reached down and petted her on the head. “Hey, girl, what are you doing in here?” This wasn’t the first time the cute mutt ended up in his bedroom. Lea always kept her door ajar to let the dog wander around to get a drink of water and do whatever dogs did in the dark hours of the night when no one was watching.

  The faint sound of Lea’s voice carried from the hall. “Charlie?”

  Colin slipped out of bed and picked up the dog. “She’s in here,” he said and walked to the door. Lea stood in the hall. The way the hem of her short white pajama top skimmed the creamy skin of her thighs made his dick twitch.

  “Oh,” she said in a daze. “Come back to bed.”

  While her half lidded eyes slowly blinked, he took her hand and led her back to her bedroom. The light from the TV cast shadows on the walls as he heard a commercial quietly play in the background. He guided her under the sheet and set Charlie on the comforter at the end of the bed. When she turned on her side, the thin fabric of her nightie slipped, revealing the ridge of her hip. The muscles in his abdomen flexed. God, he needed a quick taste of the smooth skin. Hell, a quick anything with Lea wasn’t going to be enough.

  He’d pulled the sheet to cover her shoulder when she grabbed his wrist. “Stay,” she mumbled.

  Had he heard her right? Did she really just tell him to get into her bed? Not waiting for her to change her mind, he tucked her in, walked to the other side of the bed, and slipped under the sheet.

  “So pretty,” he whispered as he got comfortable and propped his head on his hand.

  She rolled onto her back. “I don’t want to betray my best friend.”

  He didn’t want to piss off his mother, but his feelings for Lea had grown and made it worth the risk. “I know, baby.” She finally opened her eyes and stared at the ceiling. “Do you want me to turn off the TV?”

  “No, I like to sleep with it on.” He’d paused, wondering what to say next when she spoke again. “I’m awake now. I didn’t want you to think I’d say this in some kind of daze.”

  He scrunched his brow. “Say what?”

  “Kiss me.”

  Damn, his dick pulsed, thickening with her timid request. He rose and cradled the side of her face to press his lips against her mouth. She slowly opened, bringing her arms around his neck, hands exploring the nape, fingering the short hairs there. He tilted, licked and she responded. Each slip of his tongue met with a lap of her own.

  “Colin,” she said between the increasing pressures of their mouths. “This feels...good.”

  He�
��d waited so long to hear her say those words. “It does, baby. Can I touch you? Please God, say I can touch you.”

  In the dim light from the TV he watched her nod. He skimmed his hand under the hem of her pajamas to cup the full mound of one breast. He squeezed. The sensation of her smooth skin rubbing against his palm made his balls tighten.

  With another slip of his tongue, he nibbled on her bottom lip. Her hips rose, bumping the front of his underwear. The contact made him thrust, seeking some kind of relief from the pulsing between his legs.

  “Jesus, Lea,” he pleaded and tugged on the fabric until both breasts were exposed. He pressed his lips against her chin, the side of her neck, on the front of her chest until he reached one taut nipple.

  The delicate massage of her fingertips against his scalp made his senses go on high alert. The thrum in his bloodstream kept time with the pulsing in his cock. He drew the little pebble into his mouth and laved the tip with his tongue. When her back bowed from the mattress, he wrapped his hand around the soft mound and squeezed.

  “Like that.” She moaned and raised her chest, giving him greater access to the other nipple he’d been plucking with his fingers. “It’s been so long.”

  The pert nub skimmed along his tongue as he sucked, pulling it into his mouth. She mewled and he sucked harder, finally letting it pop out when her grip on his skull tightened.

  “Take this off,” he said, pulling the white fabric over her head. “Want me to take my underwear off?” Her body tightened when he rolled on top of her. “We’ll go slowly. I’ll leave them on this time.”

  He wanted her to know there was going to be a next time. “Thank you,” she whispered and her lush curves eased under his weight.

  He trailed his hand along her side until he met the rim of her panties. “These, however, have to come off.” Not waiting for her to protest, he tugged the cute floral panties past her thighs and down until they cleared her feet. “Better,” he said and crawled down her torso, taking his time to savor the velvety skin along the way.

  From above he heard her breath hitch, but if it’d been a while since she’d had a man touch her breasts, he could only imagine how long it’s been since a man had tasted her pussy. The rumble in his chest came out as a growl.

  “I have to taste you, baby.” He spread her thighs, at first fighting the slight tension in them until they went limp and he could move them with ease.

  “Colin, I’m a horrible person,” she said, the sound of tears threatening to choke her.

  He raised his head and pressed a gentle kiss on the slight mound of her stomach. “No, you’re not. We’re not horrible people. We need this right now, and we’re going to give it to each other. Focus on this, Lea.”

  He licked his way to her bare mound and dipped his tongue into the slickness between her sex lips. The heady taste intoxicated his brain, forcing his body to tense and his groin to pulse. His balls tightened against his body as he laid his stomach on the bed. He fought the urge to rub his cock on the mattress and concentrated on the wetness soaking his mouth.

  He lapped several times before looking up. “Tell me, do you like it hard and fast or slow and tight?” Forcing her to pretend he was making her feel amazing wouldn’t do a damn thing to save his ego. The outcome would only be frustrating. He wanted to find her pleasure spots, to exploit them until she shattered against his face.

  Her timid voice finally broke the silence, “Slow...and tight.”

  God, he loved slow and tight. He used his thumbs to spread her pussy so he could find the little nub sticking out. As soon as he lashed his tongue over the right spot her hips raised off the bed.

  Her mumbled words soaked into his senses as she bucked her hips with every kiss from his hungry mouth. Her pleas were met with a sensual assault until she raised her hips, the inside of her channel gripping his fingers.

  “Colin! Colin, I have to come. Oh God, I have to come.”

  He doubled his attention until she locked her hips and pressed her lush thighs against the sides of his face. She came with a ripple of tiny seizures. “That’s it, baby. Come for me. God, I love this.”

  As her thighs relaxed and her hips fell back onto the bed, he carefully pulled his fingers free. He crawled up her body until she could look up with those sultry, post-orgasmic eyes and see him. He slid his fingers into his mouth, sucking each one until they were clean. “You taste so good, baby. So damn good.”

  She covered her face with her hands. He could barely make out what she said, but the words “shouldn’t” and “good” slipped out. When she started to laugh, so did he.

  “What?”

  “This,” she said pointing between them. “We shouldn’t have, but it felt so good.”

  He leaned down and kissed the side of her neck, loving how warm her skin felt against his lips. When she didn’t turn away, he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her against him. “I know you have reservations, Lea. This feels amazing and I want you to be able to feel the same way. If you give this a chance to see where it can lead, we can think about how to tell my mom. I’m here and have no plans of going anywhere. I’d never make you handle things on your own. This is about both of us.”

  She laughed, the sound making him chuckle, too. “Where did you learn to do that thing with your tongue? Wait...don’t tell me. I don’t want to know.”

  “Seriously,” he said, and pulled on the sheet to cover them. “You might judge me for this one, but I dated one of my professors. The week before finals, she called and said she had to discuss something about my grade and I showed up.” He grinned. “She didn’t want to discuss my grades.”

  Lea gave a snarky laugh. “I didn’t figure she did.”

  “When I got there, she closed the door to her office and basically attacked me. She had several more years of experience than I did and gave me a lesson in anatomy that afternoon. I hate to admit it, but I had no clue I was doing everything wrong when it came to a woman’s pussy. She guided me and the next thing I knew she was coming over and over. It was awesome.”

  “Well,” she said then yawned, “I’m grateful for the professor. She was obviously a valuable instructor.”

  He laughed. “She was pretty great. I ended up with an A in criminal psychology. I’d like to think it was because I was so smart, but I figure she just really liked my dick.” When Lea smacked his chest, he leaned back as if she’d knocked him out. When he pulled her against his chest, her expression softened, her sleepy eyes opening and closing. He leaned down, tickled her cheek with his nose, and nibbled the shell of her ear. “Can I stay here tonight?” he asked, Charlie already crawling up against his back.

  Lea peeked over his shoulder to find the dog curled up. “I guess it’s not up to me. She’s already made up her mind.” She smiled and lay back down, turning on her side. When she tucked her warm curves against his stomach, his body instantly relaxed. “An A, huh? Your dick must’ve been pretty impressive.”

  He could feel her chest shake with laughter.

  He grinned and pressed against her generous ass, letting his cock nestle between the plump globes. “I don’t mean to brag, but...”

  “Colin! Okay. Okay. It’s worthy of an A.”

  He cradled the crest of her hip in his hand, trying not to grip so hard he’d leave a bruise. When he pressed against her ass, the warm sensation of her bare skin rubbing his underwear sent ripples through his cock. He needed to come but wanted this night to be about the woman in his arms. He prayed there would be other opportunities for his turn.

  “Your body’s like a machine,” she said. “I’ve never touched a man built like you. The guys I usually date are...more like golfers and less like baseball players.”

  He leaned down and kissed her cheek. “So you’re saying I have a hard body, huh? Like down here?” He pressed against her backside again. “Or here?” Trying not to laugh, he reached over and flexed his biceps.

  “Oh my God. Muscles!” She rolled over, pressing her gorgeous tits
against his chest. The soft heat hugged him in a warmth he’d never felt before. “Maybe,” she said, exploring her hand down the front of his chest until he felt slight fingertips skim along his stomach. He sighed, too impatient to wait for her to move further. “I mean this, too.”

  Goddamn, he thought he was going to come in his underwear when she pressed her palm against his dick. “Jesus, Lea that feels so good.”

  “For me, too. I’ve wanted to feel you since we were in the pool.”

  God, he needed more. “Do you want to do this?”

  When she dipped her chin, he knew he’d pushed too far. There was no way in hell he was going to rush this.

  “Listen,” he said, pressing his lips against the crown of her head. As he ran his fingers through her hair he eased away from her hand. “I want you to fall asleep in my arms. Would that be okay? Nothing else, Lea. I want you to fall asleep knowing I’m here to protect you.”

  She turned in his arms, molding her lush body against the length of him. “If this is so wrong, why does it feel so good?”

  Her whispered tone made him want to comfort her, make her relax and steal the worries keeping her on the edge of what could be between them. “We can sort everything out later. Let me hold you—make you forget about what can keep us apart. Tonight, let’s pretend the world doesn’t exist and it’s just us.”

  She yawned and snuggled as tight as she could against him. “Just for tonight.”

  He tenderly slipped the hair away from her neck and pressed his lips against the delicate shell of her ear. “I can’t wait to wake up next to you.”

  *****

  “Come on, Lea! Get real. I don’t care if he is Stacey’s son. You saw his ass,” Rachel said as they looked across the gym. “What do you want to do?”

  Lea turned the water bottle in her hand. “We could ride the bikes or use the elliptical?”

  Rachel snorted. “I’m not getting on that death trap. I can’t breathe on the damn thing. Let’s ride the bikes. We can use the ones in the free weight room. I like watching the young hotties lifting weights.”