“I know,believe me, I want you too, but we promised not to go too far.” I sigh heavily, hating myself. “Not tonight, but we will get there. That’s a promise.” I rub my thumb across her rosy cheeks, inwardly cursing myself. “Okay?”
“Okay. I can wait.” Sydney sighs too, and I smile as I can tell she’s definitely trying to convince herself of her own words. Climbing off of my lap, Sydney sticks her hands in her back pockets, restraining herself as I stand up, attempting to rearrange myself discreetly.That’s cute.
“Kiss me quick and kick me out before I change my mind.”
Sydney walks me to the door, kisses me slower than she should, and teases, “Night Colin, sweet dreams.”
I walk to my truck, knowing damn well I will have my dick in my hand immediately after letting Amy out.Damn, shit, fuck. There will be no sleep tonight.
Chapter 9
A month later
Sydney
Colin’s hands skim up and down my smooth thighs, overwhelming me with the need for him to fill me. His kisses are hot on my collarbone, descending toward my breasts. Capturing one nipple between his teeth and lightly tugging, I moan loudly and grasp at his shoulders.
Understanding my urgency, Colin comes back up to kiss my lips fiercely while thrusting himself into me with one slick motion. I gasp at the overwhelming sensation. Then he begins to thrust and thrust and thrust and thrust…….
BEEP, B- BEEP! BEEP, B-BEEP! I wake up gasping to the sound of my eight o’clock alarm, instantly wanting to throw it against the wall for ruining that oh-so-good dream. It is theonly time I get to see Colin naked, and I look forward to sleeping every night for that very reason.
It’s the second week of August, meaning we’ve been dating for a little over a month now, and I need him. My dreams are proof enough. We’ve had several heated make out sessions, leaving us both extremely hot and bothered. I can only imagine the workout his forearm has gotten. My core clenches at the idea of him touching himself. My vibrator might very well be on its last legs. My pussy agrees as it screams at me to not turn it on again.Fine, then.
In order to ease some of the sexual frustration, Colin opted to take me out line-dancing one night, movies on different occasions, and out to dinner several times. Although we tried sometimes to just call it a night at the front door, I always seemed to not be able to help myself and yanked him into the house with me. We’ve stayed out of the bedroom, knowing it would be too tempting, but we have made out on the foyer floor, the stairs, the living room couch, the kitchen table, and the padded bench by the bay window, each time stopping just before we both explode. Our hands haven’t even fricking made it under clothes yet. It goes without saying, I am beyond frustrated. I need a release from him, and it needs to be soon.
I finally managed to get a hold of Holly to chat the other day, and after a mild scolding, I dished all the details about Colin while Holly swooned. It’s so nice to be able to share it with someone with no inhibitions about what can be said and not said. Sometimes, I think she’s even more excited for Colin and I to get it on than I am. Nope, scratch that. That’s not possible. Ava and Jane are great listeners too, but I feel it still might be too early in the friendship to dish out any dirty details. Not to mention, Ava had been friends with Jenna. Holly promises to come visit the week of Thanksgiving since her family will be out of town, and her boyfriend is going away to see his family. I can’twait to see her and introduce her to Colin, Jane, and Ava. Maybe she’ll even get to meet the guys. This past Tuesday night had been fun at Jane’s. We had wine with cheese and crackers and rented Dear John to get our Channing Tatum fix in. Holly will surely love them as much as I do.
After feeding Bitsy, who happens to be growing rounder and cuter each day, I check my calendar on the side of the fridge. I’m not “needed” at the local animal shelter until Tuesday. I’ve taken up volunteering to play with the animals and help with some small tasks to help pass some time. It takes all I have some days to not bring an animal or two home with me. Deciding to burn off some energy and pent up sexual frustration, I don some jogging pants and a tank, throw my hair back, and go for a run on the beach to clear my mind. Being Friday, Colin is already at the clinic, starting his day off early so he can get out early.
I have no doubt he’s excited about tonight. I am thrilled and nervous all at the same time. He invited me to his place for dinner, and I just know in my gut tonight is the night. We’re grilling out, so I decided to make a simple jello cake since he refused to let me help with anything else. I plan to start that as soon as I get back in and eat some breakfast since I’ll be preoccupied getting ready later. I went for a waxing two days ago, ensuring that every inch of my body that is normally shaved is silky smooth, so at least I don’t have to worry about that later. Thank heavens.
At fifteen minutes to eleven, my cell phone rings. Looking at the caller ID before answering, I see it’s Colin and grin from ear to ear.
“Good morning, beautiful. How’s it going?”
I love his greetings. “Just finished making our dessert for later. How’s your day at the clinic going?”
“Oh, I’m actually on my way home as we speak. Do you have plans this afternoon?” I almost drop the cake pan putting it in the refrigerator, sensing I may have to dash to get ready.
“I’m having lunch with my other boyfriend at noon,” I mention sarcastically before adding, “Just kidding. I’m free. When do you want me to be ready?”
“Good! Be ready at noon. Dress lightly and bring a bathing suit. I have a surprise for you.” I can tell that Colin is excited about what he has planned.
“Sounds great! See you then.” I hang up after he says goodbye and practically gallop up the steps. I take a quick shower and decide on white jean shorts with a bright red tube top. The top accentuates my cleavage, yet it is still somewhat modest if you don’t find bare shoulders scandalous. I pick out a nude, mesh, see-through strapless bra with matching panties that won’t show under my shorts. They’re more for looks than function. I want to feel sexy.
I grab my go-to red bikini that makes me feel fabulous and add it along with a towel and other swimming essentials to a white cloth tote bag. I don a cute pair of thin-strapped, gold thong sandals before finishing my light layer of make-up. I make sure to put on waterproof mascara, knowing we might get in the water. Hopefully, it will do its job. I let my hair air dry which allows it to gently wave, giving me a beachy texture that Colin will love. By the time I get to the bottom of my stairs, Colin is knocking on the back patio door.
“Hey, handsome.” I smile as I let him in. Colin’s sporting khaki cargo shorts with a white light-weight henley tee he leaves unbuttoned. He has on leather sandals and a leather tie bracelet which is very interesting. I haven’t noticed him wear any sort of jewelry before.
“Will I have time to freshen back up before dinner tonight?” I ask, grabbing my tote and sunglasses to go. He’s looking at my bare shoulders like he wants to lick them. I like it.
“You bet. Since we’re at my place, there’s no set schedule.” Colin grins at me sexily then continues. “Oh, and we’ll save the dessert for later as well.”
“Well, that’s good because it’s cooling in the fridge and needs to set a bit still. So, where are we going?” Colin leads me out the back door and down the beach toward his place.
“Boating,” Colin says with a grin, “and I brought stuff for a picnic. Do you get seasick?”
“I’ve never been out on the ocean before! I don’t believe I’ve ever gotten sick boating on lakes, so I’m sure I’ll be just fine.”
