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Chapt 34

CLAIRE

I flopped down on my bed and noticed that it had been made while I was out with Colby. I took out my cell phone as I leaned back against the mound of pillows and found myself thankful that it was only four thirty back in the states. I needed to text Sadie.

"So, I'm back in my room. Alone."

"Alone?! Did it go that badly?"

My lips were still swollen from the pressure of his on mine. My skin tingled where his teeth had nipped. No, no it didn't go badly at all. "Just the opposite actually. There was some flirting, and he may have kissed me." Okay so may have was a huge understatement.

"Ooh la la, woman! So, spill!"

I sighed and felt like I was a damn teenager for it. I let my mind go back to that cobblestone sidewalk, the shadows where we kissed until I was weak in my knees and thankful that I was held up between him and the brick wall. I didn't realize that I hadn't replied until I heard my phone ringing.

"Hello?"

"Well when you didn't answer I figured I would just call you. Now, he kissed you did he?"

"God yes he did Sadie. I swear to you I have never had a kiss leave me like his did."

"Tell me how it happened!"

I told her about the night, how we had laughed and talked and such over dinner and how he'd held my hand as we talked. Then I told her about the walk, the way that he had kissed me, so full and so… so fantastically. How I'd been weak and wondering if I'd stop things if he didn't. How I didn't want to unless he did.

"So I guess he stopped it all huh? You okay with that?" I heard the concern in her voice.

I thought a minute and let out a breath. "I'm okay with it all, yes. I don't think that he stopped because he wanted to, but more because he didn't know if he'd be able to if he didn't right then."

I heard her laugh. "So, what you're saying is that he kissed you til he could have had you, and you both stopped out of fear of not being able to stop. Why did you text me and not him then? If I were you I'd be texting him, thanking him for a great night and telling him how that kiss made you a dripping pile of mush."

I felt my face flame with a blood red blush. I would have argued it, but really, why? She was right. If I was honest, he'd had me beyond ready for all manner of dirty, filthy things, right there on that street. "Well, I mean… Oh Sadie that isn't me! I don't know how to behave that way. I was always taught that good girls didn't sleep with people who she wasn't in a serious relationship with."

"Oh honey, there's all sorts of good girls out there, and giving in to a man who makes you feel like I'm betting he had you feeling, well darling that don't make you bad. Now, hang up and text him."

I laughed and knew that she was right of course. We hung up and I sat there on that big bed, staring at my phone, wondering if I had the courage and just what to say. This wasn't a place that I had ever found myself in, but here I was. His kiss still shook me and I still felt the need it had left lingering between my legs. Before I could work out what to say or how to say it, my phone vibrated.

"I just wanted to tell you again that I had a wonderful time tonight with you. Talking to you, getting to know more of you…"

No sooner than I had read it than my phone was vibrating again. "While all of that is well and good, and one hundred percent true, I don't know who the hell I'm trying to kid here, that damn kiss woman, you have to know how you affected me with it all. And if I read you right, you felt it all too."

Hearing, or seeing him mention that kiss that had affected me so much, made me feel his lips on mine all over again. "I had a really nice time with you tonight too. Thank you. And you're not wrong at all. I was definitely affected by your lips tonight Colby."

"I'd thought as much beautiful. Do you have any clue how difficult it was to stop myself from kissing you, from that urge to touch your body?"

"No, but you could always tell me…" Oh dear God, was I really flirting, taking it to a near sexual level? Or was it really near? The dull ache I felt in my most private areas told me that it was most definitely at a sexual level.

"Or you could just come to my room, let me show you, test my willpower…"

"Convince me then."

It took him a minute to respond and I wondered if I'd read that wrong, that he was just talking to make me feel good. Or maybe it was him composing himself.

"Dear God Claire. I'm laying here thinking about just hot fucking hot you are, thinking about how damn bad I'd love to get my hands all over you."

"I'm pretty sure that you need someone much more experienced than I am Colby, even if the idea of your hands on me sounds so damn nice."

"I'm pretty damn sure that you'd please me just fine doll."

"You think so huh? Tell me what it would be… convince me Colby."

"I've thought about that perfect mouth of yours all night. Those full and pouty lips, the way that they would look wrapped around me. You got to know though, I'd love to get rough with that sweet mouth baby."

I small sigh, more of a moan, escaped my lips and I had to fight the urge to touch myself right then. "How is that?"

"I want to see you going down on me, like I said, nice and slow, taking me deep in your mouth. Deep enough, just rough enough, so that you choke just a little on me."

Holy shit I thought. I was turned on; I couldn't ignore that at all. "You have me so hot, turned all the way on right now."

"You could always find your way to room 605."

I could stay where I was and touch my heated, wet center, or I could let go of the voices telling me how wrong going to his room would be and just go. Let him show me what comes after the kiss. "That sounds good actually."

"Really fucking good."

"Tell me how it will be then… how do you want me?" Who was this woman that I was tonight? I think I might like her.

"I want you on all fours Claire. Your face pressed into the bed and your ass up for me. I want to take you from behind like that and any other way that I can get you."

I read that last text as I was walking down the hallway. I stopped at his door, giving myself a second guess. Before I could talk myself out of things, I knocked. He opened the door wearing his jeans, just his jeans, low on his hips. Jesus he was a damn beautiful man.

COLBY

I'd been texting her all of the things I was thinking and for a minute I worried that I'd scare her away. Then there was the knock at the door. I rose from the bed and walked to the door to open it. Seeing her standing in the hall, right outside my door, there for me, was insanely hot. I reached out and grabbed her hand, pulling her in. I quickly slapped the do not disturb sign on the outside of the door before I shut it and locked it up tight, never letting go of her hand.

Without a single word I pulled her hard against my chest and crushed her lips with mine. I kissed her hard and hungry, pushing her back hard against the door. Her hands tangled in my hair, her moans fluttering against my lips. I let my left hand tangle in her hair and grabbed her hip with the right, pulling her body closer to mine. Her hands went to my neck and then to my back and when she let her nails scratch, scraping my skin and I thought I'd lose my mind.

"Damn it woman," I growled out against her lips. I took her hips in both of my hands and lifted her, wrapping her legs around my waist, using my body to press her against the door, knowing she could feel how bad I wanted her. "Hold on tight to me," I said against her mouth and wrapped her in my arms as I carried her to the bed.

I tossed her down and stood there, taking her in for just a minute. Her eyes were a shade darker than usual, heavy with her desire and want. Her hair was splayed out around her, like the mane of a lion. Her lips were swollen and red from mine. Her chest rose and fell with heavy breathing and all I could think of was peeling her clothes off and seeing what all was there beneath.

"Whatever it is that your thinking, do it."

Surely I hadn't heard that right. Oh but sweet Jesus that I didn't believe in at all I had. "You sure you're ready for what is on my mind?"

Her bottom lip was sucked between her teeth and she nodded. I gripped the hem of her sweater and lifted it up, exposing her white skin, those sweet, ruddy freckles. I bent over her and kissed her stomach, nipped her skin and then ran my tongue over the bite marks. I roughly pushed the sweater up, tugging until it was over her head and somewhere on my floor. I didn't know what I expected to find beneath that sweater but the thin, barely there, lacy, black bra would have drove me mad had I not been there already. I cursed under my breath and let my hand grip her breast, squeezing the soft flesh, pinching her nipple. I took it between my teeth and heard her cry out, my name leaving her lips on a rush of air.

My name leaving her was all it took for me to have her bra off and somewhere in my room. Could have been the floor, the desk, hell I didn't know, but I was damn glad it was no long on her. Her knees came up and gripped my hips and she was squirming beneath me. I knew she had to be wet for me, and the need to touch her, to feel what I had done to her was too damn much. I ran my hand up her leg, under the skirt and felt soft lace there. I grabbed the material in my fingers and pulled hard. The thin scrap of fabric was gone. Before I allowed myself the pleasure of her hot center I had to get that damn skirt off of her.

As the skirt hit the ground I felt like hitting my knees, worshipping at the site of this hot as fuck woman in my bed. She was goddamn beautiful. Her skin soft and creamy white, and I wanted to drink every last bit of her up. I ran a hand up her leg, heard her whimpering as I got closer to that sweet, warm spot where her legs met. I spread her legs then, taking in the sight before me, and I didn't even think before I let my tongue find her. Jesus she was sweet and hot and oh so wet for me. She let her hands find my hair immediately, her body arching up to grind on my face. Her voice had turned raspy and she was moaning low and sweet whimpers. My name poured from her lips, softly at first, then louder. I took her clit between my teeth, nibbling and sucking, soft then harder. I found her with my fingers, burying two inside of her.

"Ahhh my God Colby," she moaned loudly. I liked a vocal partner and she was that.

I sucked and rubbed and pumped my fingers deep inside of her until I felt her muscles start to shake, to tense up and I knew that I was about to take her to her first orgasm of the night. Taking my mouth off of her I looked up and saw her eyes, half closed and her head tilted back, her lip caught up between her teeth again. "Cum for me Claire. I want to hear my name on your lips when you lose all of your control." Her hands pushed my head back down and I let my tongue partner with my fingers, and felt her ride out her orgasm, my name pouring out of her mouth as the sweet wetness of her flowed over my fingers.

I eased my fingers out of her, licked down her most private spot and up again, loving how she tasted on my lips. Then I kissed up her body and found her lips with mine. I didn't even give her the chance to catch her breath and somehow that seemed to work for us both. Her legs wrapped around me, her body arched up as her hands fought the buttons on my jeans. I broke our contact long enough to rid myself of the confining pants and was kissing her again in seconds. I felt her against my hard dick and the blood rushed to every part of me. I had to be inside of her.

Her hand found me, gripped me and began to stroke. "Tell me Claire, tell me what you want from me."

I wasn't sure what I expected to hear from her, but when she rasped out the words, "fuck me Colby, just fuck me please" I buried myself completely inside of her. Nothing had ever felt so damn good, so damn perfect.

"Your body… damn it you feel fucking amazing wrapped around me so damn tight."

The rest of the night was spent in a tangle of arms and legs, sheets, whispered words and loud cries of nothing but earth shattering pleasure. I lost count of how many times her body took me over the edge, and mine hers. Time slipped away and all that was left were two sweat drenched bodies exhausted from doing all of the filthy things that our minds could think of.