Shattered Trust (Colorado Trust 4)

Justin positioned her on the edge of the couch and knelt before her. She stiffened, having no idea what to expect. His hazel eyes begged her trust in a way words had no hope of conveying. When his touch moved up along her inner thighs, she released her tense muscles and put herself in his hands.

It turns gentle and passionate, he used his hands and mouth to drive her completely wild in a way she’d never expected. Pleasure reached an almost unbearable pitch when suddenly her world disintegrated in an explosion of sensation. When she felt she could speak, she whispered, “Oh my God.”

“Yeah,” Justin’s low voice agreed. “And that was just the appetizer.”

Marley opened her eyes to find him watching her. Self-conscious warmth rushed through her. He’d made her lose complete control. She may have even screamed.

He began to kiss his way up her body, spreading heat of a different kind. Her breasts felt heavy, her nipples super sensitive as he swirled his tongue around each one before sucking it deep into his mouth. Need built deep in her core again. She pulled him up, fusing their mouths together in a hot, wet kiss.

The hard press of his erection reminded her there was more to this than what he’d already given her. Would her mouth offer him the same pleasure? When he removed the rest of his clothes, she skimmed a hand down his chest. An attempt to follow her hand’s trail with her mouth had her scooting farther down on the couch. Curious anticipation built as she wondered if she could make him scream.

Justin groaned at the erotic brush of her lips against his chest. Her hand slid lower and his stomach muscles seized. “Marley, I don’t know if—”

Her hand closed around him. His breath caught in his throat and he abruptly stopped talking. He managed to allow two strokes of her palm along his length before he desperately reached to drag her hand away. Watching her fall apart had put him too close to the edge.

She resisted with a faint sound of protest. “Justin—”

“I’ve wanted you for too long. I’ve got to be inside you. Now.”

He covered her mouth with his while digging into his bag beside the couch for his pants from earlier. After securing a condom, a brief break from her kiss allowed him to tear it open. His lips found hers again while he finished with the protection and positioned himself between her legs.

His attempt to take it slow was derailed when her hips rose to meet him. One deep thrust buried him to the hilt in her slick, welcoming heat. Her sharp inhale registered at the same moment shock reverberated through his body. He lifted his head, staring into her wide eyes.

She was a virgin?

His chest ti

ghtened to the point it became painful to breathe. He held still, afraid he’d hurt her already and not wanting to increase her pain. The fit between them was so tight, pressure throbbed in his groin and radiated throughout his tense body.

Silently, she shifted beneath him. God. He should pull out. He’d had no clue, never would’ve guessed he’d be her first. She moved again, lifting her hips. He groaned. Eased his hips back, but then couldn’t help pushing forward again. The soft sound from her lips made him pause.

“Again,” she said.

He did.

“Mmm.”

“Does it hurt?”

“Not anymore. Please, don’t stop.”

He began to move slowly, as he’d first intended. It didn’t take long before her breath came in short, labored puffs. She urged him faster and harder, lifting her hips to meet his with each thrust, her instinctive rhythm in perfect sync with his.

Her uninhibited passion snapped his control, though he managed to hold his own release until a moment after she screamed his name for the second time that night.

****

Marley woke slowly, stretching under the blanket that’d been tucked so thoughtfully around her. That’s when she realized she was alone on the couch. Eyes still closed, she smiled her contentment even though she was sore in places she’d never been sore in before.

Ask her if she cared.

The sex had been amazing. He was amazing. With the exception of a brief flash of pain, making love with Justin was everything she’d hoped for and like nothing she’d imagined. He was gentle, considerate, rough, and passionate, each at exactly the right time. She’d found herself incapable of rational thought or coherent speech as he held her in his arms after completely altering her universe. Sleep had claimed her before the world shifted back on its axis.

Finishing her stretch, she sat up, wondering where he’d gone. Through the window by the front door, she saw the red tint of a crimson sunrise. The kitchen was empty. Then she heard water running in the bathroom.

Mmm…a hot shower sounded great. Maybe she could go in and surprise him? With a grin, she wrapped the blanket around her and made her way to the bathroom. Her hand turned the doorknob when she noticed that farther down the hall, Nate’s bedroom door stood open.

Her eyes widened. Shit! What if it was Jordan in the shower? Marley abandoned the bathroom door and bolted for her room. Whoever was in the shower, she didn’t want Jordan to find her in the hall wearing nothing but a blanket.