Colin crept back up my body before our lips connected again. Only this time, neither of us closed our eyes. We held one another’s gaze as his hands slid up my arms. He massaged each and every inch of them before our hands found each other’s, then our fingers intertwined. His large hands encompassed my own, dwarfing them as a small smile appeared upon my cheeks.
It felt right to be here with him in this moment.
It felt right for his eyes to be holding mine.
I didn’t feel intimidated or deceived. I didn’t feel less than him or scared of what was happening. There was a delight behind his eyes that made me giggle, and as he pulled me upright and into his lap I could feel his heart hammering against my chest.
“You’re beautiful, Abby,” Colin said.
I blushed at his comment before I rolled my hips and let his cock slide effortlessly into my body again.
He groaned at the sensation as I kept rocking my hips. I threaded my arms around his neck as his hands gripped onto my ass. He rolled me into him, pulling me closer and closer as my lips peppered kisses along his shoulder. I could hear him grunting and sighing into my ear, and the sounds cascaded shivers down my spine. I felt close to him. One with him. I felt our bodies melding into each other’s as I buried my face into the crook of his neck.
“Oh Colin,” I said breathlessly. “Don’t stop.”
His hands helped to guide my hips faster and faster until I was slamming myself down onto his lap. His lips were nipping at me, leaving behind rising bruises I knew I would love to hate in the morning. His hands pressed into the small of my back, shoving his cock deeper into my body as I trembled in his lap. My clit was swelling and his cock was rubbing up against it from behind, shaking every muscle in my body as his scent penetrated to my bones. He smelled of sweat and sex and passion and dedication. He felt like heaven had seeped into the beds of my nails. I clung to him as I rode his cock, straddling him on the bed as he willingly met me thrust for thrust.
Our lips collided in a sloppy kiss, our teeth clattering as my body began to clench down onto his.
“I feel you,” he said breathlessly. “I feel every part of you, Abby.”
“Don’t stop, Colin. Please. I’ll do anything. Just don’t stop. Don’t let me go.”
He clamored on the bed and pinned me to my back before he rolled his hips deep into mine. My hands rushed through his hair, my fingernails scraping along his scalp as his eyes held mine. I locked my legs around his and pulled him closer, his legs sprawling out on the bed as he slammed into me. My breasts jumped against his chiseled chest and his sweat dripped onto my nose. I could feel his cock growing against my throbbing walls as my jaw unhinged in silent pleasure.
And still, his beautiful eyes held mine.
“That’s right,” he said. “Cum for me. Let it go. Let me feel it.”
“Yes, Colin. Yes. Oh, please. I’m so close. I just—a little more. I—”
Slamming my hands down onto his back, I clung to him for dear life as I climaxed against his body. My legs pulled taut and my body gripped him close, pulling his cock further into me as I moaned into his neck. I panted and heaved for air as he held me close, our bodies dropping to the bed before he finally popped.
I could feel his cock pulsing with every pump inside of me as we laid there, tangled up tightly within each other.
Like we had been on Christmas.
I didn’t want to let him go. Something inside of me had grown accustomed to the warmth and safety I felt when I was body-deep in his grasp. I could feel him breathing heavily into my skin as he stayed seated inside of me, our bodies spread for each other as our arousal seeped into the bed below us. The weather outside howled in anger, barreling down with its fury as it tried to stunt our moment. The wind howled against the window and the ice smacked down against the glass. It was pitch black outside, swallowing the whole of Kansas whole as it tried to chew us up and spit us back out.
But I held Colin close to my body as my eyelids began to grow heavy. I felt the closeness I’d been longing for since before the New Year, and I wasn’t ready to let go of it yet.
And something told me that Colin felt the exactly same way.
Chapter 13
Colin
It was the first day of the conference, and my body was throbbing in the most wonderful of ways. I stretched my legs and felt something stirring against me, a familiar sensation pressing into my chest. There was a mass of brown hair peeking into my vision. Taunting me with its tousled softness as something warm and soft stirred between my legs. The sun was just beginning to pour through the curtains of the hotel just outside of Kansas City, and I could smell my triumphant return. It had been three years since I had spoken at this conference, and now I was a keynote speaker because of the merger my company was making into the European marketplace.
I had been the keynote speaker when we snagged the Asian marketplace, and now I was back to delve into the difficulties of the European marketplace.
Ted would be irate that I didn’t get any work done, but I felt wonderful. My mind was calm, my body was relaxed, and
