A Mutually Beneficial Secret: A Spicy Secret Office Relationship RomCom (The Unexpected Book 3), page 10
Colin’s arms wrap around my waist, and he rests his chin on my shoulder. “You knew about my cat ahead of time, didn’t you? That’s the real reason you agreed to come over. I know it.”
His tone is joking, but I keep my face neutral. “Maybe. I have a soft spot for kitties.”
One of his hands moves slowly over my stomach. “So do I.”
Mother shit.
My knees shake, and I lean further into him while his fingers bunch up the ends of my dress. “Would you like to see the rest of the house, starting with the bedroom?”
Oh, God. This is it. If I say yes, there’s no turning back. I’ll have gone all in. I’ll be breaking a condition to the contract I signed with my work. I’ll be putting everything on the line. For him.
I can hear Kenzie and Ella in my head, their encouragement to take the risk, to not have any regrets of wondering what may have been, to allow myself to do something selfish.
Turning around in Colin’s arms, I wrap my hands around his neck and grin. “The bedroom sounds like a wonderful place to start.”
He grips my hips and lifts me off the ground. My legs wrap around his waist, and I lean forward to kiss him when he starts walking.
We turn a corner too sharply, and his shoulder slams into the wall, causing me to laugh at his expense. “Oops,” I say since I was the one who initiated the kiss.
“Worth any bruises that might appear later,” he says, voice deeper than normal. His pace quickens, and I don’t really get to look around the house, but I catch there’s a small dining area outside the kitchen, a living room to the right of that, and then a hallway with several doors, most of which are closed.
He stops at the last one and shoves it open. Instead of letting me back down to stand, Colin carries me to the bed, then drops me onto his mattress.
Okay, there’s not even going to be a small semblance of a tour before continuing what we started at work.
I thought that might bother me, but this is probably better considering I have a tendency to overthink things. Now is definitely not the time to be doing that.
Colin’s hands grip my thighs lightly, then trail down until he’s gripping my ankles. My skin prickles with heightened energy and he props one of my feet against his chest while he begins undoing the strap to my heel.
“As part of the tour, I should go over the rules for the house,” he says, leaning forward to kiss the top of my foot. “The first is there are no shoes allowed in the bed.”
I lick my lips and smirk. “A great rule. Thank you for stopping me from breaking the top one. What else?”
He tosses the first heel onto an oversized olive-green armchair behind him that I hadn’t yet noticed. “The second rule is that there are no expectations of what’s going to happen here. We can go tour the living room, put a movie on, and I’d be happy with that.”
The fact that I know his words are sincere is exactly why I have no intentions of leaving this bedroom until we’ve both had epic orgasms.
I need this more than I think he realizes.
For too long, I’ve stayed closed off and hidden from everyone except Kenzie and Ella. I took my job and moved across the United States for many reasons, but forcing myself out of my comfort zone is one of the biggest.
“That’s good to know, but I don’t think I’ve seen enough of this bedroom yet,” I say as he finishes taking off my other shoe, then I reach my hands for him.
He takes a step forward and ends up between my legs. My fingers deftly work at the buttons of his dress shirt. “I don’t want you to think I’m here for any other reason than I want to be. You’ve given me enough time and enough outs. I don’t need any more. Okay?”
Colin leans closer and embraces my face with his hands. “Okay.” Then, his lips are on mine, and I lose hold of the button I’d been working on.
My ankles wrap around the back of his knees, and I grip his hips while he brands my mouth with his tongue and a tangy taste, like he’s recently chewed fruity gum.
He pulls back enough to reach over his shoulder and yank his dress shirt off in one go. “Undoing all those buttons takes too much time.”
I grin and tilt my head. “And I know how much you hate wasting time.”
His chest rumbles, and his hands are back on my thighs, but this time they move up instead of down. As he gathers the cotton fabric into his hands, his thumbs brush over my simple black underwear and a shudder ripples through me.
“Already needy for more,” he says with a hum of approval.
I was “needy for more” the moment he walked out of my office, but I don’t tell him that.
My dress comes off next, and I reach for the top of his pants, pulling on the leather belt. “You’re suddenly wearing too many clothes.”
While he unclasps the belt, I pull down on the zipper and feel his hard cock already trying to bust through the material.
Shit. I’m not sure I can handle all of that.
But there’s no backing out now. Even if I might feel the ramifications of my choice for the rest of the weekend, I know it will be worth what’s about to happen.
Colin shoves his pants down, and he’s left in only black boxer briefs. My eyes are growing wider by the second, unable to leave his dick.
He lifts my chin with one hand. “You still with me?”
I nod and lick my suddenly dry lips. “Yep. Right here.”
His eyes narrow, but he doesn’t say anything else, for which I’m thankful. Instead, he begins to push me back, and I crawl further onto the mattress. The charcoal-colored comforter is thick and filled with feathers, making my hands sink into the soft material.
Colin crawls over me and brushes my hair back against his pillow. I expect him to say something more, but words don’t leave his mouth. He kisses my forehead, then cheeks, and keeps going, working his way down to my chest.
His hand slides under my back and unclips my bra while his tongue drags slowly over the curve of my breasts. When the bra disappears behind him, he pulls a taut nipple into his mouth, allowing his teeth to scrape lightly over the pebbled skin.
My fingers dig into the comforter as I try to rein in my overly eager libido. I thought it was the guy who was supposed to feel like a teenager during sex, not the woman.
As he continues devouring my breasts, one of his hands slips between us and begins to slide my underwear down. I lean up to help, and the fabric only makes it to my knees before he has two fingers inside me again.
They curl up expertly, and my pussy contracts around him in time with his movements. My head falls further into the pillows. I’m on sensory overload between his mouth on my chest and fingers fucking me into another orgasm that feels much too soon.
I manage to hold back my release by focusing on Colin. My hands reach for his cock, and my fingers slip under the waistband of his briefs. His silky and wet head is right there, ready to break free from its restraints.
My hand wraps around the pulsing dick, and I squeeze while simultaneously pushing and pulling. He feels even bigger in my grip, but I try not to focus on the size. Instead, I lose myself in the rapid beat of my heart, the tingling over my skin that is racing through my body, and the tightening of my core as Colin continues to ravish the upper half of my body with his mouth.
The faint glow from Colin’s alarm clock shines around us now that my eyes have adjusted to the dark, allowing me to see his smiling face when he pulls up, resting on his knees that are on both sides of my hips. “Don’t move,” he says before getting off the bed.
I see him ditch his boxers as he heads to what I assume is the bathroom, and I kick my underwear the rest of the way off. By the time he returns, I’m propped up on my elbows and attempting to tame my hair from where his hands have tangled the long strands.
Colin holds up a pack of condoms, and I’m grateful he thought of that, because it honestly hadn’t even crossed my mind. I’ve at least kept up on my birth control even though I haven’t been having sex, so we’ll be doubly safe.
My eyes watch him rip a condom from the pack and tear the plastic open with his teeth. I shudder when I remember how those same teeth felt on my nipples and as they lightly scraped against my sensitive skin.
Colin leans forward and captures my mouth with his while he puts the condom on. “You’re fucking beautiful with your flushed cheeks and trembling legs right now,” he whispers against my lips. “Even sexier than when I had you coming on top of your desk.”
Holy hell. How am I supposed to respond to that? I’ve never talked much during sex before, so this is all new territory for me.
He doesn’t wait for me to respond—at least, not with words—before he’s getting back up on the bed and settling himself over me.
I reach for his biceps as I lower myself back onto the pillows behind me. Colin’s eyes never leave mine while he reaches between us, teases my clit with the thick head of his cock, and then begins to push inside me.
Shit. He’s even bigger than I realized, or I’m tighter than I expected. Either way, this isn’t an easy fit.
Colin keeps even pressure, moving forward gently. Thankfully, I’m wet enough that there’s no other resistance besides the repercussions of my unused pussy.
God, this is so embarrassing.
My eyes close when he’s only halfway in. While it feels good and he’s not hurting me, I can imagine this is weird for him.
His thumb strokes my cheek, and his lips gently glide over mine as he pauses. “Piper, look at me.”
With only slight hesitation, I do as he asks.
“Are you…a, um, virgin?” he asks quietly and with a bit of a frown on his face.
Heat from embarrassment licks at my skin, making my chest and cheeks feel like they’re on fire. “No. Absolutely not.”
His eyes soften, and he offers me a small smile. “There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. I just wanted to be sure.”
I throw an arm over my face. “What if you don’t fit?”
His chuckle echoes through the otherwise quiet room. “Oh, I’m going to fit and you’re going to enjoy every inch.”
Those words only have my pussy tightening all over again, and he shakes his head. “But you’re going to have to relax for that to happen.”
With a slight nod, I do my best to not focus on the size of his massive cock, but instead on the fact that Colin is showing me even more of his patience and kindness and how fucking sexy I find the way he treats me.
My legs spread as wide as they’ll go, and he’s still not all the way seated inside me. He reaches behind my head and shoves the pillows aside so that I’m lying flat. Once I am, his left hand moves to my lower back and lifts until my hips tilt and my ass is in the air. Then, he reaches for one of the discarded pillows and slides it underneath me.
Before I can adjust to the new position, he pulls back and slams forward. The action steals my breath, and my nails dig into his arms.
“Holy shit. Do that again,” I pant, grinding against him.
He smirks and leans down until our noses are touching. “That last bit had to be forced in. Glad I didn’t hurt you, but we’re still going to keep the pounding to a minimum or you’ll hate me tomorrow.”
I contract around him when he says “pounding” with his British inflection. I’ve never in my life been more attracted to an accent than I am right fucking now.
Colin resumes his gentle movements and, given my recent lack of experience, all I can do is hold on for the ride. And what a glorious one it is.
His hips move rhythmically, and his dick fills me deeper than even my gynecologist has been.
“I’m already so close,” I murmur against his lips.
“Don’t worry. So am I.” His face is filled with tension, and I can see veins bulging along his neck. “Between your tight pussy and the weeks I’ve spent dreaming about this, you’ll have to forgive the quickness.”
Shivers rock my entire body, and he grunts above me, pressing his forehead to mine and sliding a hand between us.
His thumb rubs over my clit, and I can’t hold in my gasp at the pleasure that blasts through me when he does.
Spots fill my vision from squeezing my eyes so hard, and I tilt my head back onto the mattress. Colin’s movements slow above me, and his breathing is ragged when I feel his weight settle onto me as he moves to rest on his elbows.
When I reopen my eyes and look up at him, he’s grinning and playing with the ends of my hair with one hand. “That was so much more than I imagined it would be.”
I raise a brow. “How often have you imagined this?”
His eyes darken, and the smile falls from his face. “More times than I should tell you.”
Hell, this man is going to destroy me, body and soul. I already know it. Yet, there isn’t any part of me that wants to do anything to stop that from happening.
Chapter Sixteen
LESS ENDOWED
Colin
My thoughts are a jumbled mess as I head to the toilet to dispose of the condom and get Piper a warm washcloth. I knew she was going to be different from any other woman I’d been with, but I hadn’t expected her to be so tight and responsive.
A much larger part of me wanted to ravage her, but when I couldn’t get my cock to go right in her tight pussy, I knew I would need to be gentle with her. At least, for now. Which is probably better. With my luck, I’d have scared her away with my adventurous nature in bed.
When I get back into the bedroom, Piper has the pillows back behind her head and her legs are crossed, likely trying to keep all those wonderful juices of hers from leaking onto the duvet.
Testing the waters, since she seems to be rather shy about sex, I pull her ankles until her ass is at the edge of the bed. I purposely left the restroom light on so I can see her swollen lips with my own eyes.
She tenses when I bend to my knees and start to spread her legs apart. “Colin…”
“I’m just cleaning up my mess, love.” As soon as the last word leaves my mouth, I slowly glance up at Piper to find her eyes wide. “Term of endearment where I’m from,” I add with a crooked grin.
She lets out a moderate breath, and I go back to relishing in her perfection. Gently, I lay the washcloth over her sweet center and drag the soft material down until I hit the bed, then I fold that corner and start over again, but this time from the bottom of her ass cheeks.
Piper’s intake of air doesn’t surprise me, but I keep going since she hasn’t asked me to stop. Next, I clean up her inner thighs. By the time I’m done, she’s trembling all over again, and her chest is heaving when I stand.
The back of my hand grazes her cheek. “Soon. I promise, you don’t want to go again. Not when it’s been so long for you.”
She could have been with men less endowed than me, but I’d rather not think too much about that.
Piper nods and nibbles nervously at her lip. “Pretty sure it’s been over two years. I focused a lot on work for probably much too long.”
I step between her legs, forgetting I’m still naked and already getting hard again until her eyes flick down to my cock. I raise her chin and wait to speak until her eyes meet mine. “Don’t feel guilty about putting work ahead of anything else. If that’s what you wanted most, then I’m glad you didn’t let anyone distract you from that.”
She finally grins. “Until now.”
I press my lips to hers quickly. “And for that, I’m immensely grateful.”
Deciding I should cover my growing erection before she convinces me to fuck her again, I step away and head to my dresser. Black sweatpants are the first thing I see in the drawer, so I put those on before turning around.
Piper already has her bra back on, and she’s wiggling into her underwear when I ask, “Do you want me to grab one of my shirts or are you ready to head home?”
“My dress is pretty comfortable, so I can wear that, and we can watch that movie you mentioned earlier if you want,” she says, voice a little shaky.
A knot loosens in my chest as I smile. “Absolutely.”
I don’t know how I would have felt if she wanted to leave so soon. Actually, that’s a lie. I do know. I would have been utterly gutted.
My steps take me straight toward her, and I kiss her again because I can’t help myself. “I’ll go find something to watch while you finish getting dressed. Feel free to use my bathroom for whatever else you need before you come out.”
She nods and offers me a smile before I turn to leave the room. I fight glancing back when I get to the door and force my feet to take me forward.
Charlie is sound asleep on the middle couch cushion when I reach the living room. I consider kicking him off but think better of it.
Piper was so excited earlier when she saw him, she might want to snuggle with the furball. I sit next to him and reach for the remote, clicking the button for a streaming service that should have something funny we can watch.
I head to the movie sections and hear the toilet flush. Good. She’s making herself at home. That’s what I hoped for when I left her alone.
Unsure what Piper might want to watch, I select something from the top ten watched list and hope for the best.
Another few minutes pass before she treads quietly down my hallway, glancing at the photos on the wall. There aren’t many of them, but I did put up a few of my parents, my brother who is living in Scotland now, and a few photos from hiking trips I’ve taken with scenery that took my breath away.
Just as I assumed would happen, when Piper spots Charlie, a huge smile spreads across her face. “Can I pick him up?” she asks.
“Go for it. He’ll love the attention. Not that I deprive him of much. He sleeps in my bed like the king he believes he is,” I joke.
Piper picks him up, and I can already hear the purrs coming from the spoiled beast. His head presses against her face, and she giggles. “Well, hello again, sweet boy. Do you want to watch the movie with us?”
He makes a quiet meow, and I think Piper falls in love with the furball right then and there. She finally sits and the cat looks over at me. I swear he smirks while he circles in her lap, claiming his spot.
