Sculpting Rose (4 page)

Colin
was on fire. Every nerve ending sizzled with life, and he hadn’t even taken off her clothes. He knew that she was feeling it, too, but didn’t quite know how to go about getting what she wanted. This only proved to him how inexperienced she was in the bedroom and how totally inept Rick must have been.

Colin
craved her the way a kid craved candy. And he had a feeling she wanted to see what he looked like in the flesh, what he felt like atop her, skin-to-skin. Yet she was reluctant to move forward. Her shortage of sexual adventure was hindering her from letting go of her inhibitions.

“I’ve never done the things you talk about,
Colin,” she admitted softly. “As a matter-of-fact, I’m so far out of my element here that I feel a little like little red riding hood in the wolf’s den.”

Colin
could see the worry creasing her brow and the tense way she clutched at the blanket. The very last thing he wanted was for Rose to be shy and reserved. He wanted her to let go of her insecurities, to feel free to explore him as thoroughly as he planned to explore her.

“Baby, don’t you know that your inexperience isn’t something that turns me off, but something that turns me on?” She frowned at him and he smiled, just barely touching her lips with his. The kiss was light and swift, but enough to elicit just the tiniest moan from her. When he raised his head, he said, “I like that I’ll be the first man to take you on a table and a stool and every damned inventive
place I can think of. It turns me on to know tonight will be as special to you as I know it will be to me.” He gave her a moment to absorb his words. “Now I’m going to wrap my hands around you, suck on your nipples until they ache while you rise up and down until we both fly over the edge.”

He cupped one breast through the soft filmy material of her gown and rubbed her nipple into a tight peak. When he heard her beg his name, he finished seducing her with his words, so he could let his body take over.
“And not to mention the shower. Lathering up your soft silky body until you’re all covered in some sweet smelling soap and then watching the shower spray run down your body, rinsing your breasts, your belly, all the way down to just about…here.” He touched her between her thighs, rubbing her V with his index finger. Her hips arched up off the bed, and she moaned deeply. That was all he needed. All he could take.

Colin
rose to a seated position and helped Rose pull off the gown. Then he looked his fill. All that stood between him and paradise was a few inches of space. With her hair all around her shoulders and curling around one nipple, eyes half-closed with passion, lips parted slightly and swollen from his kisses, she looked like an offering.

Colin
left the bed and stripped off his clothes, then reached down with one hand and cupped the silky softness of her mound. He lay back down on top of her and pulled her close, breathing in her scent, feeling the way her heart raced out of control. It was as he was looking into her heavy-lidded eyes that Colin asked, “Do you want me, baby?” He pushed his arousal against her thigh, proving just how badly he wanted
her
.

But when she only nodded, his voice turned harsh. "No, damn it, that’s not good enough. I asked if you wanted me. I want to hear you say it, baby. I want to know what you want.”

“I do want you. I want it all, please.” She cried out, squirming under him.

“That’s right, baby. That’s a good girl.” He cooed, as he leaned down, rewarding her with a light teasing kiss.

He rose back up and made her beg some more. “I want you, too, and you'll give me what I want, won't you, sweetheart?”

“Yes,
Colin. Oh, God, yes!” Rose screamed. Pleaded. Beyond caring about propriety.

The time for words was long past. He leaned his head back down to the
pillowy softness of her breasts and squeezed them both with his hands, first kissing one then licking the other, relishing their fullness. He nuzzled his face in the valley between, and she whimpered. Colin inhaled her sweet scent, deliberately driving himself mad. She was a powerful mix of heat and aroused woman.

He didn't think he could wait another second to be inside of her. He wanted to give her as much pleasure as he could. He wanted to give her something she couldn’t get with any other man. If he pleased her well enough, she’d come back for more. Need more.

Colin reached down between their bodies and caressed her tiny bud. She moaned and he watched her twist and thrash as his fingers continued their torture. He delved his middle finger into her wet opening, letting his thumb slide over her swollen clitoris. He heard her scream. Colin couldn't believe how responsive she was. Every moan and shudder drove him higher and higher. Her pussy tightened around his finger, and he closed his eyes, reveling in the delicious torture. He ached for his cock to feel that squeeze.

“Christ, you're tight.” He wasn’t sure who would be the one begging by the time they were finished. Then all thought fled as she began bucking wildly beneath him.
Colin pulled his finger free of her and put his mouth to her instead, aching for a taste of her tangy juice. He licked and teased her with his tongue, and when she plunged her fingers into his hair and shouted out her climax, he nearly came with her.

He kept his mouth to her until the spasms subsided. Then he lifted up and touched his index finger to her lips. “Taste yourself for me.”
Colin watched as she sucked his finger into her mouth and licked it clean. “Mmm, see how sweet you are?” Not waiting for an answer, Colin twisted around and grabbed a condom from the bedside table, then positioned himself at her cleft and waited. His voice was a strained command. “Open your eyes. I want you watching.”

Rose
's eyelids fluttered open. “Don't hurt me.”

Colin
heard her fear, and he saw the weariness in her eyes. He was taken aback for a second. But then it dawned. “Sweetheart, have you been with anyone since Rick?”

She shook her head, and he cursed himself for not asking sooner. He kissed her lightly then slid his tongue down her chin to her throat. He tasted her erratic pulse and felt her excitement. He made a leisurely path farther down and licked one nipple. He nipped at it and sucked it into his mouth tasting her sweet skin. But it wasn’t enough. He needed to know her thoughts; he wanted to be inside her mind when he took her to heaven.

Slowly, Colin lifted his head and spoke more gently this time. “What I'm going to do won't hurt. Do you trust me?”

In a breathless whisper, she said, “Yes,
Colin.”

Colin
saw trust in her eyes, and it made him feel ten feet tall. He responded by slowly pushing into her narrow passage. “God, you feel so good. So damn hot and tight.” As she shuddered, Colin swiftly let down the wall inside his mind he’d been holding firmly in place and allowed himself the luxury of drowning on her wildly erotic thoughts.

They came at him in spasmodic and fragmented bits and pieces. He nearly exploded at the excitement
Rose was feeling. He pushed a little farther into her; her pussy squeezed him beyond reason. He had to stop or he wasn’t going to last. As she became accustomed to his size, she started to push her hips against his, driving him mad.

“If we don’t slow down, I’m going to come,” he admitted.

She devoured him with her gaze. “Isn’t that the plan?”

Overcome by tenderness,
Colin leaned down and pressed his lips to her throat. “Yes, but not so soon.”

“Oh.”

He continued to tease her jumpy vein with his tongue. She shuddered beneath him and moaned his name. “Are you okay?”

“You’re a little bigger than average, but I’m fine.”

Her voice was breathless, and it urged him on. He pushed a little farther inside, her body clenching around him like a fist. They both whimpered. “Is bigger a good thing?”

“Oh my, yes.”

Her lips parted. The pink flush over her cheeks and neck spurred him on. He started moving in a sensual rhythm, sliding in and out, taking his time, filling her to the hilt. It wasn’t enough, would never be enough. He rose up and hooked his arms beneath her knees and spread her wider, then thrust in hard, fast.

He never took his eyes from her, never left her mind. When her
lashes started drifting down, Colin's harsh growl, “No!” caused her to open them wide. “I want you to watch what I do to you.” He gentled his tone. “I want you to know who’s going to make you scream with pleasure. Once I’m done fucking you, there’ll be no doubt that only I can make you feel this damn good.”

***

Rose heard his words and watched the strain on his face. He was holding back, maintaining control. He was giving her gentle, but she wanted rough.

Rose
wrapped her legs around his hips and arched her bottom off the bed. The motion pushed his cock inside her so far she felt impaled. She let loose a whimper of pleasure and threw her head from side to side. The feel of him buried so deep was overwhelming.

“God, baby, I'm going to lose it if you don’t stop,”
Colin growled.

The muscles in his neck were straining, and his sinewy arms were anchoring her to him, effectively keeping her in place, forcing her to submit. It was as
Colin reached between their bodies and caressed her clit with one talented finger, stroking her wet heat that she came undone.

Rose
’s eyes widened in surprise, and she shouted out his name as an explosive climax rushed over her. That was all it took. He drove into her fast and hard, pumping like a man gone mad. Then he joined her, pouring every ounce of his seed inside of her tight sheath. 

They lay sweating and exhausted with
Colin still inside of her for several minutes before he finally left the bed and went to the bathroom. That’s when she noticed a four inch long scar running down his right shoulder blade.

“What happened to your back?” she asked as he reentered the bedroom.

“An accident when I was a kid.”

“It looks painful.”

He lay down on top of her. “Not anymore”

She started to ask for details, but he spoke over her. “Why did you push me?”

“What?”

“Don’t play coy. I wanted to make love, slowly, but you didn’t. Why?”

“Because you were deliberately holding back and I didn’t want that.”

“I wanted to pleasure you. Hell, you
deserve
to be pleasured.”

“It was pleasurable.” He frowned. “I may be shy, but I know what I want,
Colin, and I didn’t want sweet.”

“You wanted rough.”

He wasn’t asking, but she answered anyway. “Yes.”

He slipped down her body and kissed her belly. Her body was so attuned to his touch; she came alive in an instant. As he made his way between her legs, she stiffened. “What are you doing?”

“You got what you wanted. Now, give me what I want.”

He pushed her legs wide and stroked a finger over her labia.

“Colin!”

“Hush, baby.
It’s time for me to play.” As he slipped his tongue inside her body, she gave in and let him have his way.

She’d never once had multiple orgasms. She’d figured she wasn’t capable. Apparently she’d been wrong. Who knew?

She had to hang on to him for support when his mouth leisurely licked up and down between her swollen folds.

“
Colin,” she pleaded, unsure what he expected of her. When he hummed against her wet clit, wrapped his arms around her hips, and clutched her bottom, she melted. She tried to wriggle free, aching to open her thighs for him, to give him better access, but he held firm. Sinking his tongue in, he laved at her, restless, as if starved for her flavor. Tremors built inside her core when his talented mouth found her clitoris. He suckled the little bud. Rose came undone. She clutched at the sheets and held tight as she rode out another wild climax.

After she settled down, her legs weak,
Colin shifted his body so he lay next to her. He pulled her in tight. She felt cherished and protected. It’d never been that way with Rick. Usually she felt like crying. Sad because once again she’d let him down. Everything about Colin was different.

“I love the way you shout out your pleasure.” He cupped her chin and turned her toward him for a kiss. His tongue plunged deep inside her mouth, tongues touching, teasing. She tasted herself on his lips, and it made her crazy for more.

He lifted an inch and said, “I’ve never seen another woman let herself go the way you do. It’s fucking beautiful.”

Her cheeks heated. She shouldn’t be shy, her mind knew that, but for some inexplicable reason she couldn’t talk about sex quite as casually. Maybe it was the difference between men and women. She suspected it was the difference between a man used to having a casual fling and a woman who wasn’t capable of equating sex with anyone she hadn’t already handed her heart to. She didn’t want to think of all that now. She wanted to enjoy the moment. After all, wasn’t that the purpose of being spontaneous?

Determined not to punish herself for feeling pleasure, Rose turned away, pleased when Colin wrapped one arm around her middle and pulled her in close so they were spoon fashion.