“Fucking Finally.”
CHAPTER 21
Colette
Colette couldn’t believe this was her. That she was totally naked and boldly spread out on Blaze’s bed. She’d only thought about doing this a hundred thousand times. Some, okay, most, beneath her sheets late at night, when she couldn’t sleep, burning up, thinking about him. Sometimes she doubted that she’d ever see him again. It hurt, the doubt that assailed her in her weaker moments. She didn’t want to miss someone who wasn’t even available in the first place, but she did. She’d thought about him. All. The. Time.
And now he was here. She was in his bed and he was real.
And very, very rock hard.
He was so hard that his cock stood vertical, droplets of pre-cum leaking out of the tip and trickling down, making his shaft wet and shiny. She was scared. He was huge and she was pretty sure she was small, but nature also designed men and women to fit together, and she was pretty sure that she wanted him badly enough that no matter how much it hurt, she’d even be thankful for the pain.
“I swear, I’m clean,” he told her as his hand gripped his shaft and began to stroke in long, slow pulls.
“I believe you,” she breathed. Her whole body was a blaze of sensation watching him touch himself. God, it should really not be that sexy, but then again, Blaze was always hotter than sin. Mr. Sex. She hadn’t named him wrong, however rude it was. “I’m on the pill.”
“You’re what?”
“I’m on the pill. I- I wanted to- well- I knew I wasn’t going to stay a virgin forever. I was pretty sure that one day, you’d darken my doorstep again. I was going to give it a year then show back up at HBAD and demand to see you and chew you out if you hadn’t picked up the pieces and assembled yourself back together by then. Or at least tried.”
One dark brow nearly ended up in his hairline. “What exactly did you imagine chewing out in that scenario?” he asked dryly.
She flipped him off.
He grinned back at her.
“You know what I mean. I was going to wait for you for a year and then, if it wasn’t meant to be, I would have let it go. I would have let you go. Started fresh.”
“It looks like you already landed at a good spot. Though HBAD isn’t the same without you.”
“Maybe I’ll consider coming back.”
“Never. You’re amazing at what you do. You’re making a difference there, and that, is hot as hell.”
“How do you know that?”
“I might have had someone track you down. A PI that I paid good money to in order to do some digging for me.”
“You’re insane.”
“Only for you.”
He was still tugging at his cock and she whimpered, wriggling her hips on the bed and opening her legs so far that her thighs trembled.
“I’m on the pill,” she stated again. “I have been for four months. So- if you- if you want to go in bare…”
Blaze groaned. The look on his face was nothing short of pained. “You’re going to kill me here, Office Baby. Talking like that. Here I thought I was the king of dirty and all along, you had it covered. I’ve never not wrapped up before. I want you to know that.”
She flushed, but this time the sensation was pleasant. “Then I’m glad to be your first. I can’t wait for you to be mine.”
Blaze’s eyes flicked to the ceiling. “Christ,” he muttered, before he was on her.
He was huge. Everywhere. Huge and warm and achingly hot. He covered her, stretching out their muscles flexed and melded together, until their skin stuck.
“Wrap your legs around me,” he commanded, his voice hot and velvet in her ear, and she did as he asked.
She dug her heels into his rock-solid ass for good measure and he groaned, the noise flooding her neck and ear and echoed lower, in the pit of her belly.
He moved his hips, fitting himself to her entrance, and she braced for it. Braced for the pain. It never came. It did hurt when Blaze locked their bodies together and slid in an inch. His cock was huge, and it stretched her uncomfortably, but all it felt was sore. Even as he slipped in deeper, inch by inch, letting her body get used to him, there wasn’t actually pain.
Even as he butted up against her barrier and she dug her nails into his shoulders and squeezed his hips unmercifully with her thighs. He waited, but she wriggled against him, silently begging him.
When he thrust, the pain was like white lightning, enveloping her, but a second later, it was already fading and she was gasping and writhing and bucking helplessly against him, a rhythm that her body dictated as her mind checked out. He moved inside of her, filling her with his scalding thickness and she was so full that she wanted to weep and scream and cry out all at once. She wanted to scratch his back to shreds until he bled with her, but instead, she clung to him.