I want to please her first. I want her to be lost in her pleasure before I take her, even if I feel like it has been years since I had her instead of days.
I make my way from her lips to her neck kissing and biting the spot I have found that drives her crazy. I start making my way down her collarbone to her breasts.
I move to one nipple while I pinch the other one, flicking my tongue around the tip before I lightly bite down. The moan that escapes her is so fucking hot that I do it again.
I make my way over to her other breast, giving it the same attention that I did the first one.
I feel her dig into my back.
“Colton please!” she says in a desperate voice. She’s not going to rush me though.
“Mmmmm baby… you have to wait… you aren’t going to rush me,” I say huskily.
I kiss down her body, kissing each side of her hips and upper thighs to heighten the anticipation. She probably has no idea what kind of sounds are coming out of her mouth.
I’m so fucking turned on, but I need to taste my woman and give her some pleasure before I fuck her. With how hard I am, I’m sure I won’t last long.
I slide her panties off and settle my upper body between her legs.
I take my time with her. “Come on, baby. I want you to come for me,” I say in between licking her clit and entrance.
When I feel her hand grip my hair in a tight grip, and she lets out a loud moan, I know she’s there.
I make quick work of grabbing a condom from the side table and positioning myself at her entrance.
The feeling I get when I sink inside of her is something that will never get old. I could never get sick of this woman and her body. It does fucking crazy things to me, like wanting to blow the second I’m seated inside of her, but that would be embarrassing so I take a minute to breathe and hopefully don’t embarrass myself after one stroke.
I put a hand on one side of her head and the other I use to lift her leg at a slight angle.
I don’t make this fast. I can tell that she wants me to, but I know that she’s sore, so I keep telling myself to take my time.
When her arms come around my back and I feel the slight rake of her nails on my skin, I almost lose control.
I don’t. With slow and steady thrusts, we are both panting.
I look into her eyes and I hear her breath catch. Fuck.
When someone told me that you can see how much someone loves you by looking them in the eyes, I honestly believed that it was all bullshit, but now I know otherwise.
My Sophie is falling for me, if she hasn’t already.
I know this because I have already fallen for her.
She’s my woman through and through.
I never knew I wanted someone to look at me the way she’s looking at me right now.
We both find our release at the same time while looking into each other’s eyes.
I make sure that I’m careful when I get up and take care of the condom.
I lay down beside Sophie and pull her into my arms.
“Colton,” she says on a whisper.
“Shh… I know baby, me too,” I whisper back.
We both are asleep within minutes.
Chapter Twelve
Sophie
Five days later
It has been two weeks since the accident. They pulled back the meds that kept Shield in a coma a few days ago. The swelling went down enough that they could tell that nothing appeared to be damaged.
We were still in a wait and see game because he hasn’t woken up.
I can tell that everyone’s frustrated and, no matter how many times they tell me it wasn’t my fault, I can’t help but feel guilty.
Right now, I’m sitting in his room at the hospital, and all the women are here with me.
Everyone is now fully aware that I am not planning on leaving Shield’s side, and no matter how much they beg me to bake, I can’t find it in me to try.
I have read, sang, and watched movies with him. I’m not sure what I will do if he wakes up and tells me that he heard everything because all I put on were chick flicks and read romance novels; but, in my defence, I didn’t know what else to read to him.
“Has anyone tried screaming in his ear?” Stacey asks with an unapologetic shrug when everyone looks at her with wide eyes.
After a few seconds, I can’t help but laugh.
“Seriously, Stacey? Why would that even work?” Ella asks hitting Stacey on the arm.
She shrugs again. “I don’t know, but I’m tired of waiting for him to wake up. He has to some time. He got hurt waiting for us and I can’t take it anymore!” she says with frustration lacing her voice.
“No, he got hurt protecting me. None of you are at fault,” I say.
Olivia looks to me with sad eyes. “It’s not your fault either.”
I nod my head before she can even finish speaking. “It is my fault. If I had never have come here then none of you would have been in danger. Now Shield not only got stuck protecting me, but also threw himself in front of a moving vehicle that was coming to hit me. He wouldn’t be in
