Unmatchable (20 page)

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Not really,” I reply finally. “I'm not sure if that's the right thing to do, though. Supposedly, he has changed. That's what my friend said, at least. Found God and turned over a new leaf. Is regretful for what he's done to me and wants to make amends.” I cradle my face in my hands, sighing deeply. “I just don't know. It's so hard for me to believe. I mean, I want to believe it. I need to believe that everyone has the capacity for change. But at the same time, the thought of seeing him hurts me so much. I'm still afraid of him.”

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If you want, I could be there with you.” He rests his arm behind me on the sofa.

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You would do that?” I perk up a bit, admittedly surprised that he'd offer. That must mean I mean a lot to him. More than just a passing fling.

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Of course, I would. I care about you, Ember. I always want you to feel safe.”

I have to fight back the tears threatening to well up in my eyes. The surge of emotion that hits me is nothing short of annoying. I've just been so overwhelmed lately.

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I don't know what I want to do yet, but I'll let you know when I do.” I fan my eyes a bit.

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Don't cry over it. Everything will be okay.” He leans forward to scoop me up onto his lap. The way he's able to do it so effortlessly makes me feel as light as a feather. Maybe his muscles aren't all just for show after all.

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Thank you, Colton. Sincerely. Knowing that you're willing to be there for me does make a huge difference.”

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You're welcome. I'm sure you'd do the same for me.”

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I would.” I nod.

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Now, what do you want to do for the rest of the evening? I know I can think of some things.” He presses his forehead against my shoulder, and I can see the devious smirk spreading across his lips.

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Of course, your mind would go straight to sex.” I roll my eyes and playfully push him.

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I have an insatiable libido. I worry it will make you sick of me.” He gazes up at me beneath thick lashes.

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I don't think I could ever get sick of you.” I wrap my arms around his neck and stare at him. I'm so incredibly smitten with him. The way he makes me feel inside—I never want it to end.

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Never say never,” he teases.

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I'm worried you'll get sick of me eventually.”

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Nah.” He scrunches up his face.

Even though he says that, I can't be sure.

Thankfully, instead of trying to cook for me again, Colton orders Chinese take-out. We sit at his dining room table, barely saying a word as we pass around the little cardboard boxes, sampling everything. He ordered a lot of food, far more than two people could eat in one sitting.

Once we're done eating and put the rest of the food in the refrigerator, we move back to the sofa to watch a movie. When Colton gives me the option of choosing what we watch, I settle for a horror movie. We cuddle up together, and I soak in his warmth. I clutch his side when I know the scary parts are coming up and bury my face against his chest. After a while, he decides to have some fun with it, purposely trying to scare me whenever he thinks I've let my guard down. It's kind of a dick thing to do, but I also find it endearing.

After the movie, we head out onto the balcony to look at the city lights. It's truly a beautiful view, and I'm sure Colton pays a fortune for it.

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Wine for the lady.” He offers me a glass of white wine. In his other hand is his brandy.

I take the glass from him and sip the contents. It's a bit too dry for my taste, but I try not to let it show. “Thank you.”

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You've very welcome.” He leans against the railing beside me and swirls the dark amber in his snifter.

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So cultured.” I gaze down at the wide-bottomed stemware.

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It's important to use the right tool for the right job.” He lifts the glass up to me.

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I think that's more relevant in a carpentry sense.”

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Maybe so. It pleases me to use the right tool for the right job, though.” There's a glimmer in his eyes, and I know that his mind has gone straight to the gutter.

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We're not talking about drinking brandy anymore, are we?” I wrinkle my nose.

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No. I suppose we're not.” He walks up behind me and envelopes me in his arms before taking a deep breath of the night air.

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I'll never get over how beautiful it is up here.” I curl my fingers around his forearm.

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I'll never get over how beautiful you are.” He kisses my ear.

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Such a charmer, you are.”

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Is it working?”

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Maybe just a little.” I pinch my fingers together.

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Good.”

We stand there for a while longer, silently draining our glasses. I'm ever aware of Colton's erection pressing firmly against my ass. He started getting hard the moment he stepped up behind me. Now he's at full attention. I know where things are headed—that I won't be leaving here tonight without passing through his bedroom. It's a strangely comforting thought, not because I'm particularly horny but because being with him intimately makes us feel closer on an emotional level.

Colton finishes his brandy and sets his glass down to pull me even tighter against him. His lips find my neck, and he kisses me tenderly. “I want to take you right here.”

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In front of all of these people.”

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What people?” He glances over my shoulder before returning to kissing me. “They're just lights.”

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Lights of buildings, yes. With people in those buildings.” I crane my head for his kisses.

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I don't care who sees us,” he whispers in my ear, sending a shiver straight down my spine that settles at my core. When the realization hits me that I don't care who sees us either, I feel kind of liberated.

I set my glass next to Colton's and turn in his arms, gazing up at him with desire. Then I fall to my knees in front of him and start unbuckling his pants. His body tenses for a minute, and I see a flash of excitement in his expression. I'm happy that I can surprise him like this. He totally didn't see this coming. To be honest, neither did I, but I'm enjoying being adventurous.

My heart pounds in my chest as I pull his hard cock out of his slacks. This will be the first blowjob that I've ever given, and I'm more than a little terrified that I'm going to mess it up. What's worse is I don't even really have a reference to go by. I've avoided reading articles about sex and watching porn ever since I realized what a horrible thing sex can be. Now I'm having to act on pure instinct.

It's not rocket science, Ember. Just stick it in your mouth and suck.

I try not to look too inexperienced as I take a deep breath and start kissing down his length. Colton's skin feels like velvet beneath my lips, a stark contrast to the thickness beneath. I close my eyes and let my passion for him move me. My lips explore him and then my tongue follows suit.

I must be doing something right because every once in a while, Colton moans. He slips his fingers into my hair, more resting his hand there than guiding me.

After kissing and licking every inch of him, I take him into my mouth. His girth makes my jaw ache a bit, but I'm not about to give up because of a little discomfort. I work my muscles around him, bobbing my head back and forth. His grip tightens on my hair, and he bucks his hips every now and then, but for the most part, he gives me control. I'm glad that he's patient with me. Glad that he sounds like he's enjoying it.

I stay on my knees for a good ten minutes, listening to the seductive little pleasure noises he makes. I never imagined I could be so turned on from hearing a man moan, but it has definitely gotten my juices flowing. Blowing him is surprisingly sexy. I had honestly thought that it would be something I'd hate doing. Knowing that it feels so good to him makes me want to keep going. My jaw is getting too sore, though, and I'm ready to move on to other things.

I stand, and Colton immediately scoops me up in his arms, carrying me into the bedroom before throwing me onto the bed. I laugh as I bounce on the mattress. He crawls over me like a tiger stalking prey. It's not long before he's silencing me with kisses and I'm lost in the euphoria of the moment.

I peel his shirt over his head, wanting to feel and see his hard body. The urgency with which we strip each other down turns into a contest. It's like someone turned a burner on from low to high in one twist. The passion ignited between us is unlike anything I've felt before.

There's no slow seduction this time. No making sure that I'm okay. Of course, my body language tells Colton that I'm perfectly fine. More than fine. I want him. There's no hesitation in my actions whatsoever.

Within minutes, he's inside of me. I cry out as he goes deep on the first thrust. My back presses into the mattress while he grinds on top of me, his pubic bone crushing into my clit and causing me to shatter around him. The fact that I came so quickly brings a blush to my cheeks. Shooting off in less than ten seconds is supposed to be a teenage boy thing, but I can't seem to control myself around him.

“
You're so fucking hot when you come around my dick,” he growls into my ear, causing another flurry of contractions.

I wrap my hands around his broad shoulders and dig my nails into his back. That only seems to spur him to fuck me harder. My mouth is a permanent O as he pounds into me. There's far less restraint than there was the first time, and I'm loving it. He bends me into whatever position he thinks will feel the best. And they all feel incredible.

I close my eyes and absorb every emotion and physical sensation. I never knew that sex could make someone feel this good—could be like a high all on its own. I can see how people become addicted to it. Ever since Colton and I first slept together, I've craved him. Knowing what he's like unbridled is going to take that to a whole new level. Maybe my sex drive will even outshine his. Wouldn't that be something?

We writhe on the bed together until he's sweaty and I feel like I can't go any further. By the time he gets his release, my body is spent. He pants heavily, and I hold him to me, feeling like we're one person. I'm not sure if I've ever felt this complete.

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That was amazing,” I tell him as I stroke his hair.

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I always want it to be amazing for you.”

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If it's with you, it will be.”

He looks up at me, startled for a moment. “It better be with me.”

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You know it will be.” I chuckle, mussing up his hair.

He hugs me tenderly. “Good. Because you're mine. Only mine. I don't share.”

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And I don't share either, so the same goes for you, bud.” I gently flick his forehead.

He wrinkles his nose, looking adorable. “You've had me all to yourself since the first moment I laid eyes on you. I was a goner.”

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Really?” My heart swells with happiness.

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Really.”

It could have been a cheesy moment, but the look in his eyes is so sincere that I can't help but believe him.

I fall asleep in Colton's arms and wake up to the buzzing of my phone. Quickly, I scramble to turn off the alarm, silently cursing myself for not doing it last night. Any chance of sleeping in is ruined for me, but maybe I can save Colton from my mistake. Hopefully, he's a heavy sleeper.

Whenever I turn to him, he's staring at me. There's no signs of sleepiness in his eyes. From what I can tell, he's been awake for a while.

“
Sorry about that.” I cringe, pulling the sheet to my chest.

His gaze turns dark in an instant, and he moves closer. He says nothing as he grabs me by the hip and positions me facing away from him. For a moment, I'm confused about what he's doing. But then he presses forward, and I gasp as his cock slips inside of me.

“
Well good morning to you too,” I purr.

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It's the best way to start the morning.” He leans over to kiss my cheek.

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It is, though I would have liked to start the morning a bit later,” I admit.

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This will tire you out, and you'll be able to go back to sleep.”

He wasn't wrong. After a short romp between the sheets, I'm exhausted and easily able to fall back asleep. The next time I wake up, it's to lights streaming in through the curtains and an empty bed. It looks like sex is a better sleep aid than I thought.

I get dressed and venture into the living room before finally finding Colton sitting outside on the balcony. The brandy from last night has been replaced by orange juice. He stares out over the horizon until the soft pad of my footsteps catches his attention.

“
Good morning, gorgeous.” He smiles warmly at me.

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Good morning.” I sit in the lounge chair across from him.