Page 49 of Ricochet

“I don’t want to talk.” She fortified herself with a breath as anxious as it was needy. “I want you inside of me.”

He rolled his bottom lip into his mouth, clearly struggling with what she’d said, and Adelia tried not to be confused and hurt. He said he was crazy about her. This was good manners. This was…him. “You told me to tell you what I wanted,” she added and hoped the uncertainty in her voice was masked. “Why doesn’t it matter this time?”

Colin rolled his shoulders back. “I’m not taking your virginity against a wall.”

Wait, what? That was his concern? He just went down on her and fingered her against a wall. “This is where you’ve held me. Kissed me. Made me come.” She caressed him throughhis slacks. Colin had been engorged since they first kissed, but her hands hadn’t explored him properly.

“There’s an order to how things like this are supposed to go.” His jaw muscles ticked as she continued to touch him. “We’ve missed a hand and blow job, if you want to hang out here.”

Adelia snort-laughed. She knew he wouldn’t give her some BS line of hearts and flowers, but rather somethingabout order and organization.

“I haven’t been holding out,” she explained. “I’ve never been interested.”

“And now you are?”

She nodded. “I never wanted to before today. And this is what I want. Who I want. Where I want it.” She paused, realizing her shakiness had dissipated when explaining. “Does that still turn you on?”

“Hell yes, beautiful.”

“You need to decide if you trust me enough toknow what I’ve been waiting for.” It sure wasn’t a pre-planned, scripted moment in bed. This was it. She wanted Colin to press inside of her. The urge was there, and it was far more powerful than any horny need to come she’d ever felt before.

His hand went to his back pocket, pulling out his wallet, then a condom. Colin tossed the wallet aside, and she slid the zipper down, feeling her heartpound in her chest. The slacks dropped away, a quick fall of expensive fabric. He toed off his shoes then took off his socks until he remained in black boxer briefs, cut tight over his thick thighs and holding back his jutting, aroused cock.

“You’re one sexy beast.” Adelia raised an eyebrow. “You’re aware of this?”

Colin laughed. “A beast, huh?”

“Oh, yeah. And not because of all these muscles…”She trailed her fingers along his waistband. “Thank you for trusting me.”

“I could say the same thing.” He gently tweaked her nipples then skimmed his hand over her stomach before Colin brushed his mouth to hers. “You taste addictive.”

She slid her hands to his cock, watching his face, and gripped him. His eyes slid shut. Adelia stacked her hands and lightly stroked.

“Everything you do.”He grew harder in her hand, longer, and she lingered to massage his ball sac with one hand and let the other thumb the ridge of his crown. “Kills me.”

Colin tore open the condom.

Adelia’s heart skipped a beat as he moved in to sheath himself. A mixture of hope and anticipation swirled her nerves. Her hands smoothed up his stomach, pushing to his shoulders. When he was finished rolling the condomover his shaft, she glanced at the pile of their clothes beneath their feet, and a heady rush hit that they weren’t in a bed.

“Put your arms around my neck.”

She shivered, and the excited pinpricks skated across her skin. His voice had been low, deliberate, but deadly serious. She folded one arm around his strong shoulders and then the other.

Colin lifted her, pinning her against the wall,making her float on air. His luscious mouth kissed her deeply until her nipples throbbed deep, and her pussy ached for more. Adelia’s legs hitched, her arousal slick between her folds. His fingers played with her body, teasing, touching, pushing in and making her moan.

If that’s what his fingers could do, and he’d already made her come with his tongue just a few minutes ago, she couldn’t comprehendwhat it might feel like to have him inside of her.

But that didn’t matter. The thought was fleeting. He tormented her until she thrust against him, reaching for more contact, begging Colin to make her feel alive.

“Adelia.” His hot breath burned against her ear. He held up against the wall as though she were light as a puff of air and the thick crown of his cock nudged her slickness. “Tell mewhat you want.”

“You.”

“Say it again,” he groaned.

“Colin.” He stole her breath with the first press of his shaft. “You. Inside me.”

“Good.” His blunt head pressed deeper. “God, Adelia.”

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