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Allison howled with laughter. “That was hot.”
It might have been a joke, but there was a kernel of truth within it. Allison was drunk on this clumsy, vulnerable version of Colin. It felt safe to be close to him, to open up in the same way.
“A little help?” he whined.
She rose from the couch and, dragging Colin to his feet, tugged his sweater down rather than off. The dogs were still sleeping on the other couch, and if Cleo had taught Allison anything in high school, it was that dogs would inevitably participate in some coitus interruptus at precisely the wrong moment. She nodded toward the stairs. “We should probably take this elsewhere.”
Colin’s eyes were round and dark, his pupils dilated like a starless night. His voice was graveled and thick as he urged her to lead the way.
They barely made it to the second floor before he leaned Allison against the wall, pressing a hungry kiss to her lips. His tall, thin body curved around her, as if she were a magnetic force pulling him in, and his warm hands skimmed up the back of her legs. As they brushed against the lacy edge of her underwear, Allison angled herself moretightly against him, until she could feel his hardness press into her hip. She couldn’t fight back the sigh it summoned.
Fumbling toward her old bedroom, they bumped one, then two, of her accolades off the award wall. Allison thought she heard a frame crack under Colin’s foot but lust fogged her brain too heavily to care. She pulled him through the door with theSsshhhh Allison’s Librarysign from fifth grade plastered at the center, all the while shucking his cardigan and yanking his T-shirt up and over his head.
His shoulders were pale and smooth with more freckles than Allison remembered. She ran her hands over them as if to emboss them on her palms.
Dropping onto the edge of the tiny twin mattress, Colin trailed a path of gentle kisses down her jaw as his hand slipped up her dress to skim lightly over the fabric of her bra.
Allison’s heart hammered, and her body pulsed with want, but somewhere beneath all that, she was nervous. Like everything else with them, his touch felt both familiar and strange, threatening paths they’d already tread while offering brand new journeys yet to come.
He could hurt her again. But they could also become so much more than they were before, their past like a shadow shrinking in the sun.
She wanted the chance to be what she’d once pretended they were. And she wanted this. Colin’s long fingers finding the most sensitive parts of her. His soft lips exploring her skin like it was a thing to be worshipped.
She leaned back to look him in the face as he eased her sweater off her arms.
“Hi,” he whispered.
“Hi.” The word was barely a rush of breath on her lips.
“Okay?” he asked, starting to bunch the hem of her dress in his hands. Allison nodded, no more room in her for words. The fabric was soft jersey cotton and with each inch Colin crept it up her body, herskin tingled. By the time it was a puddle on the floor, she felt seconds from exploding.
Caging his neck between her arms, she kissed him deeply as she joined him on the bed, locking her legs on either side of his hips. His fingers hooked in the lace corners of her panties, tugging at them like an obstacle he needed removed. Allison ground against him in response. She was too aware of the countless layers acting as a barrier between them. Those panties. His jeans. Whatever was beneath his jeans. Her hands dropped to his belt, fussing with the buckle.
He cupped her face and drew her mouth to his. His kiss was as slow and deep as her body’s rhythm in his lap. His free hand popped the hooks on her bra, and Allison’s senses heightened as the cool air touched her chest.
Her desire burned like a fever, rocketing through her body and taking control of it. The sounds of Colin’s buckle falling aside and his zipper lowering were a kind of release, surging through her, reminding her of what was to come.
“Let me get a condom,” he huffed as their mouths fell apart, both of them heaving breaths. They rocked together one more time, achingly slow, before Allison moved aside to let him stand. The two seconds it took him to shed his pants and retrieve the condom felt like an eternity to her lust-addled brain.
He kissed her again as he climbed back onto the bed. With his mouth open and his tongue moving across hers, his hands eased Allison’s underwear from her hips. She scrambled to help him. Never had she so urgently needed to be naked, to let someone have access to all of her.
Propping himself up on one arm, he trailed a finger along the curve of her jaw, down her neck, over the slope of her breasts. Though she moaned, practically begging him to deepen the touch, his hand continued its travel, roaming across her stomach, exploring her thighs, its feathered brush never quite finding the spot between her legs, no matter how she writhed. The whole time, he held eye contact, as if he enjoyed watching her want him.
But now was not the time for teasing. Allison needed him to fill her up, to press against all the parts of her that thrummed and set them free.
She drew his face to hers, doing her best to convey this through her kiss. Their mouths danced the way their words always did, back-and-forth, back-and-forth, neither willing to relent, until Allison urged him onto his back and straddled him.
They both groaned when he was fully inside her.
His mouth found the shell of her ear as they began to move against each other, and he whispered her name in that reverent way.
Allison put a finger to his lips. If there was ever a time for Colin Benjamin to shut up, it was now.
They were chest to chest, his hands in her hair, then guiding her hips, then teasing her breasts. Every touch was a little explosion, fueling the heat that built and built at her center.
Allison’s fingers dragged up his back, and she burrowed her face into his neck. They’d had sex plenty of times when they were dating, and it had always been good, but it never felt like this. Like he’d found somewhere in her she hadn’t known existed.
Hugging him close, she lost herself first in the tangle of their bodies and the growls rumbling from his lips. Then to the orgasm that followed minutes later, so intense it felt as if she would break in two.
