Page 37 of Ricochet

“Ha.” Colin gave her a squeeze and dipped his face to her neck. “Did you get the impression I minded?”

She pulled his play, humming like she had to think first. “No. I don’t think so.”

Colin kissed lightly as her head fell to the side.

A barelyaudible, gasping sigh slipped from her lips. “Last night was a great idea.” Her breath hitched when he worked his way to her ear lobe. “A plus for creativity.”

“Good.” His lips caressed the indentation behind her ear, and her hips moved. He liked the cause and effect and did it again. Colin nuzzled and carefully teased the shell of her ear with his tongue. Her ass wriggled as he explored, rewardinghim with tiny moans. “You like that, huh?”

“I think...” Her hair slipped over them, shading them away from the world. “I like everything you do.”

His erection thickened, and he drank in a deep breath. The idea of everything he wanted was engrossing. It was just sex, and it sure as hell wasn’t to slide inside her tight pussy on top of this roof. But his body didn’t give two shits what logic andlong-range plans were because arousing her aroused him. The idea of hearing her climax, of feeling it, of seeing the look on her face, that was enough to sustain life for all he cared about right now.

Except that was bullshit. Something terrified her enough to run like hell off the dance floor, and this Adelia, the one who kissed him until she fell asleep, needed something more than his cock-drivenselfishness.

She tried to twist away as though she couldn’t handle his attention, but he kept her back against his stomach nuzzling her neck.

“Do you still like everything?” he whispered.

“Yes.” Her back arched.

Her need rolled over him, making his mouth water. “Where are you going? You’re okay?”

Her legs had tensed, but her torso was glued to him. “I-I’m not sure.”

Her breaths shook asshe shivered. “Colin?”

He trailed his fingers over her hips and up the side of her dress, giving her space, having no idea what the shit he’d done wrong. “Yeah?”

“Why are you talking like this?”

His fingers froze, and he stared at the sky, trying to pinpoint what he’d said. “Like what?”

“Asking what I like, if it’s good…”

He didn’t have to see her face to know she blushed, but he admiredthat she had the courage to voice her confusion. He hadn’t understood where she might be coming from, but now he guessed, that a woman who knew nothing by Mayhem jackasses might not have come across too many guys interested in their pleasure. “Before I left for boot camp, the guys that talked the biggest bullshit game? They were the ones to go home first.”

She bit her lip, and he could tell thatdidn’t explain anything.

“And the guys in high school, college, the ones always bragging on who’d they been with, whatever. They were the ones that never kept a girl.”

“Okay,” she said.

“Because they didn’t listen. They didn’t learn. They had no sense that what they’d got themselves into was anything more than a one-person show, and they struck out.”

Her hesitant grin surfaced but quicklyraced away as though she wasn’t sure what she heard and understood were the same. “You’re asking because you want to know?”

It nearly killed him not to laugh at the obvious, but he hung on to everything he knew about her and tried to understand. “I like what my partner likes.”

Her sugar-sweet eyes searched his. “Why?”

“That turns me on, Adelia.” He propped onto an elbow, leaning over her tomake sure she understood. “If soft kisses or deep thrusts make you wet…” He pulled their intertwined hand apart and let his fingers draw faint lines across her skin and dress until he drew circles over her breasts. Her nipples hardened as he carefully toyed with her, not teasing too much but damn near killing himself in the process. “Knowing that I can make you react? It’s extraordinary.”

Herlips trembled, and Colin eased over her, brushing them with his. His tongue slipped into her mouth, and she arched like she couldn’t get enough, letting her tongue play with his mouth as she licked then sucked, finally using her teeth to nibble his lips. She’d kissed him like a goddess before, but now, he had no words. “I like that.”

“Good,” she sighed. “We’re on the same page. What you like,I like.”

“I’ll remember you like that,” he promised. But it seemed like she didn’t know herself. Discovering everything about Adelia,with her, was more stimulating than any op he’d ever led. “Tell me what you want.”

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