Colters revenge, p.9
Colter's Revenge, page 9
Oh gosh.
“Are you finished eating your pancakes?”
She nodded, and he gathered up the plates and peeked into the container of blueberry syrup.
“We’ve got quite a bit of blueberry syrup left and I know exactly what we’re going to do with it, but only on one condition.”
“What…what’s that?”
“You remove your robe.”
He could tell she wasn’t too sure if she should do as he asked. And he wasn’t too sure what he’d do if she didn’t take off that robe. He really didn’t want a repeat performance of yesterday. Of seeing the anger flare in her eyes when he’d ripped that sheet off and discovered she was totally naked beneath.
The instant he’d caught sight of her luscious body, he hadn’t been able to control himself. He’d wanted to look upon her beauty. Wanted to remember what they’d had together that weekend when she’d been so willing to take her clothing off in front of him. Back then, she hadn’t been the least bit shy. She’d seemed starved for sex, eager to touch him, explore every inch of him, taste him, just as he’d done with her.
Surprise washed over him when her trembling hands untied the knot holding the robe together. She allowed the robe to part, giving him an erotic view of her curvy cleavage, her slightly rounded abdomen and her bare pussy.
He trembled at the sight. His cock swelled quickly. Thickening, throbbing, pressing against his pants, demanding escape. Demanding satisfaction in her tight little pussy.
Sexual hunger glittered in her eyes and an erotic gasp flew past her lips as he slid his hands inside the robe to cup her full breasts. Silky smooth came to mind as he pressed his palms into her swollen mounds and caressed her firm nipples.
“Uh-uh, if I’m going to be held hostage by you, then this time around I’m going to tell you what I want you to do to me.”
Colter suppressed a smile. She was eager and ripe for sex. Maybe this revenge thing was going to be easier than he’d figured.
“And what is it you want me to do?” he queried, quite anxious to find out.
“Kiss me.”
Shit!
Kissing wasn’t part of the plan. Especially after the erotic longing he’d experienced after their last kiss when he’d first stolen into her room. Hell, he was still recuperating from the heated way his cock had pulsed while his lips had held hers captive. Just as it pulsed and throbbed now as she moved closer to him.
Mischief twinkled in her eyes. “What’s the matter? Can’t handle a simple little kiss?” Her warm coffee-scented breath tingled against his cheeks. She smelled of delicious woman. Of sex and bacon and blueberry.
“I can handle anything you dish out, Starry Eyes.”
She smiled smugly and he got the feeling she was up to something. He doubted it was anything good.
Before he could back off, she pressed her ultra-sweet mouth against his bottom lip, erotically sucking on it. Tasting it. Nipping with sharp teeth before licking away the pain with the tip of her velvety tongue.
Oh man! Her touch was so tender he could literally feel the revenge melting away from his heart.
He growled his approval and captured her sweet mouth. She tasted like heaven, her plump lips like silk, her teeth smooth and straight as he pushed into her mouth. She opened up to him, whimpering when their desperate tongues clashed.
Her soft body pressed into his, and he roared with heat. Hot feminine hands swept over his shoulders like two searing brands. His cock hardened with desperation. Yet something whispered a warning at the back of his mind. A thought telling him he’d better not let this woman go as easily as he’d first planned.
The idea shocked him and he abruptly broke the kiss.
Grabbing her upper arms, he roughly pushed her away in his anger for allowing himself to feel a shred of need for her. Due to his shove, she sprawled backward onto the bed. Her breasts swayed beautifully as she plopped against the fluffy pillows. Her robe spilled open and her legs spread wide, giving him the ultimate view of her pussy.
Starry eyes twinkled back at him. That smug smile rippled across her face again, but it was shaky, as if she weren’t too sure about what to do next. Her next words made him inhale sharply.
“I dare you to get on your knees, right here in front of me. Right here between my legs.”
A challenge? Did she doubt he wouldn’t do what she asked?
And why was he doing it? Why was he actually getting down onto his knees and easing between her legs? Why in the world wasn’t he regaining charge over her again?
He would.
Later.
Right now, she was participating beyond his wildest imagination. Giving herself to him so freely. Totally opposite of when he’d first come on the scene. Almost as if she had something planned.
“Stay there and watch.” Reaching for a container on the bed, she poured a healthy dose of the blueberry syrup over her pussy, bringing with it the memories.
Oh shit! She was forcing him to remember, to relive the pleasure. Forcing him to…
“Go down on me.”
He hesitated. She smiled at him with apparent satisfaction. Dare twinkled in her eyes.
He should never allow her to see how much she affected him. How hard his cock pulsed at the sight of her shaven and pink pussy. How fast he breathed at the sight of the moistness seeping from her opening.
Ah man, he could smell the sweetness of her sexual arousal, the sweet scent tempting his nostrils. His mouth watered. His heart hammered so hard he wondered if she could hear it too.
If he went down on her, he might not be able to keep his heart out of it. It might get harder to walk away. He didn’t want to go through the pain and anguish he’d gone through the last time. It might kill him.
He should just get up now. Walk away. Never look back.
Wait a minute! Grab hold of yourself, Colter. What are you afraid of? Let her think she has the upper hand. Let her think she’s got you wrapped around her finger again. Make her fall in love with you all over again.
Eat her cute little pussy. Make her remember…
His breath caught in his throat as her long fingers spread her plump, pink pussy folds apart, giving him a bird’s-eye view of her engorged purple clitoris.
Man! He could literally see it growing, throbbing with arousal right in front of his eyes.
“Do it,” her voice sounded strangled, lusty.
He didn’t need any more prompting. He came closer, his mouth zeroing in on her pussy like a heat-seeking missile. His mouth clamped over her delicious cunt in one quick shot that made her buck and squirm in surprise as if she hadn’t expected him to do what she’d asked.
Quickly he grabbed her knees, held them firmly apart, held her hostage.
“Oh, God!” she cried out as he smoothed his tongue over her swollen, slippery clit and massaged it. Her whimpers of arousal ripped through the air. The erotic sound spurned him on.
He licked at her plump pussy lips, sucked them into his mouth and enjoyed the taste of her hot flesh.
She leaned forward, her mouth opened in a gasp, her hands sliding over the sides of his head, holding his mouth steady over her steaming pussy.
“Eat me,” she moaned. “Oh, God! I’ve waited so long!”
His heart hammered at her words, at her urgency. He plunged his tongue into her wet channel. Felt the sides quiver, greedily clamping around him.
“Deeper!” she hissed.
Hell! His tongue was only so long!
He managed to pull his head back a couple of inches and thrust a couple of fingers into her tight slit.
She cried out at the impalement and he went to work on her engorged clit, his teeth gently nipping at her swollen piece of flesh as he kept up a slow, erotic thrusting motion.
“Oh, God! Please! Deeper! Harder!”
Shit! Her desperate cries were unraveling him. He wanted to drive into her. Come with her. Make love to her.
The scent of her arousal surged through him. His cock screamed for attention. Twitched and begged to plunge into her tiny slit. But her sweet cream was coming, gushing down the hot channel, thick and tasty as it exploded onto his tongue.
Through her sexual haze, Ashley could hear his breathing grow heavier, quicker. The eager slurping of his mouth on her pussy made her just about explode. It took every bit of her resistance to hold back. To allow him to break first.
She knew he needed relief as much as she did. It wouldn’t be long before he took her.
Sweet Jesus! Her plan had to work!
Her hands slipped from his head and landed on his hard shoulders. Taut muscles greeted her and she dug her nails deep into his flesh. She loved the way the thick cords gave way beneath her fingers.
Violent sensations spiraled through her as his mouth made love to her pussy.
“Colter!” she hissed. Her mind was twisting, threatening to give into the carnal pleasures.
“Please! Fuck me! Now!”
His face drew way, his shoulders moved beneath her fingers. At the sound of his zipper lowering her heart picked up a mad beat.
Wild desperation gripped her. She needed to get laid! Now!
For a tense moment he hesitated. Something raw and hurtful tugged at her heart for pushing him like this, but the magnificent arousal splashing through his face made her glad too.
She felt as if she might come out of her skin as she watched him suddenly rip open his shirt, buttons popping around like candies. His eyes darkened. He removed his pants and his underwear. Then he kicked off his shoes and ripped off his socks.
His cock was fully engorged and sticking straight out.
“My starry-eyed devil,” he whispered.
The seductive tone of his voice, the spicy scent of man made a fierce hunger gnaw deep inside her empty vagina. She breathed him all the way into her lungs.
Emotions careened through her. Guilt for making both of them lose control. Satisfaction because her plan just might work. Most of all, overwhelming arousal that he still craved her after all the time that had passed between them.
Reaching up, she curled her hands over his thickly muscled shoulders. She loved the damp, solid feel of his silky flesh beneath her fingertips.
“You’re mine, Starry Eyes,” he growled, and she cried out as his thick cock slid into her wet channel. She gasped as in one solid thrust he buried his shaft right to the hilt.
Sweet mercy! What unbelievable fullness! She’d forgotten how big he was.
He let out a ragged breath. Lifted one hand to gently cup her chin, forcing her to watch him as he began a slow, erotic plunge.
She became lost in the seduction of his eyes. There was an odd darkness there that she’d never noticed before in the past. A darkness that made her think he’d gone through the same hell she’d gone through over the last few years. Could he have missed her as much as she’d missed him?
Her heart contracted at that thought.
If everything went according to plan, then in a few minutes she’d be gone. She wouldn’t have to see the hurt anymore. And then what?
Emptiness engulfed her heart. If she escaped, dare she tell the desk clerk Colter Outlaw was an intruder? Especially after she’d sworn to him she would never hurt him. If she did break his cover, then any shred of hope she’d once felt of them getting together would be destroyed.
But she desperately needed that cure!
He caressed the side of her jaw with soft strokes, bringing her out of her momentary doom and gloom. Her arousal was peaking. She could feel the tension zip through her. The fever building.
“Keep your eyes open while I make love to you. I want to watch,” he whispered softly.
At his words, tremors suddenly racked her and her body came apart in one long violent explosion of unbelievable pleasure.
Killing pleasure. It wrapped around her like an electrifying blanket.
Moans ripped from her mouth. His hot breath blew against her face. He withdrew and swiftly entered her again, grunting his pleasure.
Her mind reeled at the onslaught.
He withdrew. Plunged harder. Her vagina gripped him tightly, almost refusing to let him go.
He plunged faster, neared his own climax.
His mouth came down, locked on hers. He tasted her. Sucked her as if she were some sweet piece of fruit he couldn’t get enough of.
And she couldn’t get enough of him either as she held onto him and lost herself in the delicious rapture.
Ashley didn’t know how long she slept but when she realized she had fallen asleep, her eyes snapped open and she listened to Colter’s uneven breathing.
Sweet heavens, her plan had worked. After having sex, he’d always slept. Yet he’d never been one for sleeping soundly after a fucking session, but this was as good a chance of escape as she was going to get.
Her pussy felt exquisitely sore as she cautiously moved off the mattress. Trying hard to make sure the chain holding her captive made no noise, she tiptoed to where he’d dropped his pants.
She had no idea where he’d put the key to the collar, but he must have it in his clothing somewhere. A quick search of his pants and then his shirt revealed nothing.
Dammit! Where could he have put it?
She gave the room a furtive scan and stopped at the sex toy cabinet. Could he have put the key in there? If he had, she wouldn’t be able to get to it.
On the bed, Colter moved slightly. Ashley stiffened. Desperation clawed at her belly.
Would he awaken? Would he screw her plan for escape? She held her breath and waited until he stilled again, her gaze then dropped to the floor where the white sheets lay in a crumpled heap.
A spark of hope gripped her at the sight of his jacket lying there. The craving for freedom grew almost intolerable as she reached down and searched the numerous pockets. Any other time she would have loved to be Colter’s sex slave, but not now. Now she couldn’t take any chances.
Her fingers touched metal. Wrapped firmly around the key.
Sweet mercy she’d found it!
In a matter of seconds she would once again be a free woman…and then she’d have to decide about Colter’s fate.
Chapter Six
“You wanted to see me, General?” he asked as he stood in the doorway of the makeshift tented hospital room of the M.A.S.H. unit. The man in the bed, the top of his head bandaged in white, smiled wearily.
“Ah yes. Dr. Colter Outlaw, is it?”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Come in, please. I wish to speak to you.”
Colter entered and positioned himself at the foot of the general’s bed. He tried hard not to be impressed by the man on the bed and his will to survive. Under the medical circumstances, this man should have died when that bullet slammed into his brain. But he hadn’t. He’d been lucky. Very lucky.
“I want to thank you for saving my life, Lieutenant Colonel.”
“Any surgeon would have done the same, Sir.”
“Ah, but you aren’t even a surgeon, are you?”
“No, Sir. No one was available to perform the operation, Sir.” Colter held his breath as the man’s piercing gray eyes studied him.
He hoped S.K.U.L.L. had done their homework and the general would be grateful he was alive. Unfortunately, it hadn’t been his skills that had saved him but another doctor’s. But S.K.U.L.L. had seen the general’s injury as a way to get a S.K.U.L.L. member into the general’s good graces. Colter had been picked.
“Where did you learn your techniques, Doctor? I’m sure digging a bullet out of a man’s brain isn’t something you were taught in your training as a family doctor.”
“I read a lot of medical journals before I joined the Wars, Sir.”
“How long have you been in the Wars?”
“About a year, Sir.”
“I bet you could use a long stretch of R&R, couldn’t you?”
“I don’t take time off, Sir.”
The general nodded. “They tell me you are very dedicated.”
“I took an oath, Sir.”
“What would you say if I arranged for you to stay at my palace to take care of me during my recuperation?”
Yes! He was in!
“I’d have to decline the offer, Sir.”
“It’s not an offer, Doctor Outlaw. It’s an order.”
Colter forced himself to hide his increasing excitement. Phase one of S.K.U.L.L.’s plan was in full swing. Now all he had to do was get into the general’s palace and wait until he could assassinate the general’s terrorist son the first chance he got.
When he’d accompanied the general home several days later to help him recuperate, he’d been introduced to the black-haired beauty with sparkling blue eyes. Ashley had made his heart go pitter-patter the instant he’d seen her. It hadn’t been long before he’d fallen in love with her and taken her to his bed.
He’d enjoyed many scorching nights and mornings of pleasure with her…delicious pleasure just as they’d shared this morning after breakfast. He’d tried not to give in to the wickedly carnal sensations of lust spiraling through him as he’d sucked the sweet cream from her vagina.
Her desperate cries for relief had broken his control and the fact she still reacted to him so violently during their lovemaking had stroked his ego. Unfortunately for her, it would also hurt her more when he walked away.
Man! Even in his after-lovemaking drowsiness, he could feel his cock hardening with the need to have her again.
Pure pleasure without any interruptions from the Pleasure Palace employees or Cheri or…
Shit!
What the hell time was it anyway? He had to do his check-in with Blade or he would come looking for him…and he’d find Starry Eyes.
At that thought his gut clenched. He wasn’t prepared to share Ashley…at least not yet.
In his drowsiness he found himself reaching for her. Emptiness greeted his fingertips.
What the hell?
His eyes snapped open and he immediately noticed things weren’t how they should be. Ashley wasn’t in the bed. And something soft circled his neck.
