Page 13 of 7 Dirty Lies

Chapter4

Awhimper escapedmy throat as Colt’s hands tightened around me, deepening our kiss.The world spun.I was light as a feather in his arms.I felt electric, magical, and as if I needed to crawlinsidehim.

He must have felt the same way because he kept pulling me closer, his lips and tongue dancing, tantalizing my senses until nothing else existed butthiskiss.

I wanted to throw open my bungalow door and drag him to bed—let our bodies meld into one—but I didn’t want to scarehimoff.

Luckily our kiss was every bit as overwhelming to him as it was to me.He pulled back, gasping for breath as he cupped my face, holding my forehead to his.“Where did youcomefrom?”

I looked up through my lashes.Colt’s face was so handsome.I loved the way his nose wasn’t perfect.It made him look all the more capable of taking care of anything that got in his way.His strong jaw and solid cheekbones gave him a distinctively male presence.And his eyes...oh how his eyes seemed to see right intomysoul.

I loved looking at him, but when he looked at me?Well, the whole worldfellaway.

“Maybe we weren’t ready until now,” I whispered.“Maybe if we met out there in the real world we wouldn’t have been able to see what this could be.”I kissed him hard and fast, desperate to connect again.How was it possible that a few inches wastoomuch?

“Maybe.”He lifted me off the ground and spun me so that my back was against my door.He kissed my collar bone, my neck, letting me slide down his body, feeling every dip and curve, until our lips met all overagain.

Softly.Justonce.

“Comeinside,Colt.”

He hesitated, then took my face in his large hands, and ever so slowly, pressed his lipsagainstmine.

Electricity exploded between us, sending a current over every inch of my skin.I shuddered, losing all control, clinging to Colt out of necessity to stayupright.

“Yes,” he murmured against my lips.“Inside.We need to getinside.”

I was a mess as I fumbled for my key, dropping my purse as I swiped.Colt kept one hand on my hip as he picked up my stray lipstick.“Carefulnow.”

The door swung open.Our eyeslocked.

Yes.

There would be no more careful.Onlyinstinct.

“You want me to stop thinking?”He slammed the door shut.“To leave my responsibilities out there?”He stalked toward me, a man on a mission.“To becrazy?”

I nodded, the words drying up on mytongue.

He stopped in front of me, testosterone rolling off of him in waves, eyes burning with need.“Then I need to hear that you want this.”He put his hands lightly on my hips.“I need to hear that you know what this is and won’t regret it in themorning.”

I cocked my hips toward his.“I want this, Colt.I want you.I know what it means to have sex and I willnotbe regretting this tomorrow, the next day, or any day there after.”Why did he need so much confirmation?“Tell meyoufeel thesameway.”

He lifted me again.He seemed to really enjoy how easy it was to move me around.“I can’t imagine ever regretting being with you, Annie, but I also know how I feelrightnow.”

“What do you feel?”Why was it so hard to think straight when hetouchedme?

He rocked his erection up against me, telling me how much his body craved mine.“Out ofcontrol.”

And that’s when I understood.It wasn’t that Colt didn’t do flings, it was that he never allowed himself the opportunity to let his guard down.Flings required a bit of irresponsibility and throwing caution tothewind.

Colt didn’t know how todothat.

“I want you out ofcontrol,Colt.”

His eyes flicked up to mine and held.“You don’t know what that means.Notreally.”

“I want tofindout.”

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