that obviously bothered him exposed because she’d mentioned it. Maybe it was a test to see if she could really stomach the marred side of his face, she didn’t know. All she knew was it made her want to be even nearer to him. Made her want to know everything about him.
Made her fall for him even harder.
The cotton of her shirt bunched in Colin’s steely grip, and he tugged it over her head. Then he pulled at the band that held her hair in a ponytail and freed it with a slow smile. Easing back, he trailed his gaze the length of her collarbone, then down to her breasts, still trapped in her bra, which suddenly felt tight and uncomfortable. She’d blame it on the wet, chafing feel, but really, it was her scandalous hormones telling her to ditch the bra and free the boobs.
And right now, Colin and her hormones could have whatever they wanted.
As if he saw the yearning in her eyes, he reached behind her and unfastened her bra with one hand. Snick . It fell away from her arms, and he cupped the fullness of her in his calloused hands. Arching back, she sighed as he kneaded her. God, she should’ve known a man who forged blades would be good with his hands.
“You’re a noisy little thing, aren’t you?” he murmured in a soft stroke against her ear. “I like when you let me know what feels good.”
“This,” she said honestly. “This feels good.”
“Yeah?” He moved his hand to the front of her leggings, then pushed his way inside and cupped her sex. “What about this?”
“Yep. Yes, keep doing that, too.”
He chuckled and nibbled her ear. Okay, the man was going to make her detonate if this kept up, and she was forming plans. Punting her boots into a corner, she shimmied out of her pants with minimum grace and kicked off the clinging leggings. Completely vulnerable, she grinned wickedly at him and tugged at the edge of his towel.
“Hadley,” he gritted out. “Are you sure about this?”
“Are you asking because we are virtually strangers? Because I’d argue that we’ve been carrying on a relationship for a month. Also, no more talking unless you are telling me yes.”
An amused grin ghosted his lips as she pushed him back onto the bed while holding his towel in her other hand. The plush material slipped away from his hips as he sat, and he leaned back on locked elbows, allowing her a fantastic view of his shaft, standing rigid between his legs. It was red and swollen…ready for her. Stomach churning with need, she dropped to her knees and kissed the inside of his leg.
“What are you doing?” Colin asked, canting his head.
“Kissing you,” she said innocently.
The head of his cock glistened with a single dewy bead, and she tasted it, then kissed it in turn. His legs spasmed, and he reached for her head, like he couldn’t help himself, but stopped before he touched her.
With a patient smile, she pulled his hand around the back of her head. “Now, you tell me what you like.” She gripped his base, then took as much as she was able into her mouth. Retreating slowly, she sucked gently.
“Holy fuck, woman,” he whispered in a shaky voice.
His legs were flexed hard as stones, and his cock swelled in her mouth as she took him again, slowly.
She was teasing him, encouraging him to guide her, but he didn’t seem to want to push her too hard. On she tortured him until his eyes rolled back in his head and a guttural sound came from his throat. She liked it. He sounded like a wild animal, and she sucked harder. His fingers wound in her hair, but he didn’t apply any pressure, like he was still trying so hard to be gentle with her. That’s how she could tell he was a good-to-the-core type of man. No matter how she made him feel, he was determined not to be rough with her. Her heart tethered to him more thoroughly as she tasted another salty drop of moisture from his tip.
His hips bucked against her mouth, like he couldn’t help himself, and she slid her lips over him faster and harder this