She wanted this and wondered what in the hell would happen next. Rebecca needed to live in the here and now. She didn’t have anyone else now and had been in this little pit of loneliness and despair.
This man had come into her life such a short time ago and given her something that she could grasp onto.
Hope.
17
Collin was harder than he had ever been. His cock throbbed, and all he wanted to do was rip her fucking clothes away and bottom out inside her. A groan left him at the image that thought conjured up. The only thing that mattered right now was this woman.
They had started this back at the loft and then continued it right above them in the second level of this church.
They were clean now, he had secured the church well enough for the night, and they both wanted this. He could see her looking at his body, at the bullet scars from his previous life.
It had been a life in which he lived on the edge, been shot at because of drug deals gone bad, of men fighting over territory, and this world wasn’t much different anymore. It was still dangerous, still violent and desperate, but right here and now, there wasn’t anything standing in their way except each other.
Collin reached out, took her nape in his hand, and pulled her forward. She gasped out when her chest slammed into his, and then she braced her hands on his chest. His cock jerked from the softness of her, from the scent of soap in her hair, and from the way she looked up at him with wide green eyes.
Lowering his head toward hers, he claimed her mouth with his, licked and sucked at her tongue when she opened for him, and groaned against her lips.
He didn’t break their kiss as he reached between their bodies with one hand, all but tore the button from her pants, ripped the zipper down, and tried to push the material down her legs. Shit, he wanted her just as naked as he was, but he also didn’t want to move away from her to make that happen.
She was hot and sweet and surrendered herself to him like no other. When she put her hands on his chest and pushed him away, taking a step back was really hard for him. But she wasn’t stopping this and instead slipped her thumbs under the edge of her panties and pushed them down her legs too.
Christ, he could see the material was soaking wet, and his cock jerked even harder.
“I want this, Collin.”
He swallowed hard, and moved his hand down to rub his palm over his erection. The damn thing would probably explode if he didn’t add a little bit of pressure to the bastard. He could have gotten off just from looking at her alone, and when she gripped the hem of her shirt and slowly started to lift it up, everything in him stilled.
The bottom of her breasts came into view, and he wrapped his hand around his cock at the sight. But she stopped before he could see the full weight of her tits. A low growl left him, and her eyes widened.
“Rebecca, baby, I’m liable to tackle you to the ground if you don’t let me see every inch of you.” He heard the soft noise that came from her, and then she pulled the shirt away and tossed it on the floor with her jeans.
He took in her body, every damn glorious inch of her, and possessive need slammed into him. Rebecca was his, and he was about to claim her in a way he had never done with another woman.
And then she was standing right in front of him, her breathing hectic and erratic, and her breasts rising and falling because of the action. She was thin and tiny. But she was also beautiful in every way. Her long dark hair hung down, still damp from her bath, the ends slightly curling.
Her breasts were a handful and the peaks a light-pink color. Her nipples were hard, looking like they wanted his mouth right on them. Damn, he was hard.
He lowered his gaze to her pussy, one with a thatch of short, dark hair covering it. Collin had always liked bare cunts when he was ruling his empire, but staring at her now, he grew so fucking turned on at the sight of her.
But before he could move, she was lowering herself to her knees in front of him. Collin parted his lips and breathed in deeply when her eyes landed on his cock and stared at it.
“Rebecca, what are you doing?” His voice was strained, and this was certainly not how he thought this evening was going to go, at least not right away.
“I’m not a virgin, Collin.” She stared at his face and licked her lips. “Besides, I’ve been thinking about this since we were in the loft.” Her voice shook a little, and although she was taking the initiative right now, he knew she was nervous.