Atonement (The Atonement Series) (24 page)

He smiled at me. “Yeah but people in this country…we do nothing all the time and perhaps that is why we are in the situation we’re in right now. I hope one day to return and live here again but…who knows? Life is a very strange phenomenon, isn’t it? One minute we are here and the next we are gone.”

I grabbed his hand though this startled him and squeezed. “Thank you. I truly believe if you hadn’t come…just know I am very grateful to both of you. Good night Doctor and Mrs. Rutte.”

They said their goodbyes and we waited until the cab we called pulled up. We were only three blocks from our apartment but neither of us wanted to risk walking.

The moment we got back, Colin shed his clothes and walked to the bathroom where he immediately took a shower. I took my clothes off and slipped into a cute white negligee I’d bought in Nice.

Colin walked out of the bathroom twenty minutes later with a towel wrapped around his narrow hips and a hand towel drying his hair. “I hope tonight didn’t spook you.”

I glared at him as if he’d recently smoked crack. “I’m scared, Colin. I could have lost you tonight. I’m thinking the day after tomorrow, we board a plane to Paris, spend a couple of days there and we go home early. My European vacation is officially over as far as I am concerned. Plus, we’ll have some time to spend together in Seattle before the real world comes crashing in.”

“Come on, Deirdre. I’m fine—it’s barely a scratch for God’s sake. I like being away with you and we have had so much fun. Don’t let this one incident wreck anything. Besides, I probably deserved it.”

He sat next to me and I turned his face toward me. “How the hell can you say that? What could you have possibly done to get attacked by a group of feral youth?”

“There you go being racist again—”

“Sorry if I don’t feel like being fucking politically correct when a pack of fucking youths decide to play target practice with my boyfriend because they mistaken you for a fuckin’ native and therefore some weak
white
boy. No, I don’t find anything about this amusing or cute. And yes, I am pissed the fuck off!” I exclaimed with enough emotion for the both of us.

Colin slid an arm around my back before he kissed my neck. “Does that make me seem weak to you?”

“No, it doesn’t. There were only four guys during the skinhead incident in Germany but what the hell could you do against ten or eleven guys out there? I have never been so glad you didn’t have that butterfly knife on you because they would have killed you—we both know that.”

“Life is all about risk, baby.”

I immediately closed my eyes and went with the feeling as his hands began to roam my body before he forced me to lie down on the bed. His kiss startled me but in a good way and when our tongues met in unison, the whole world seemed to disappear and all that existed was him and I.

He slipped his towel off before he began to undress me but it was his hard manhood I felt between us and I wanted him so much, I was willing to temporarily forget this evening’s incident. Once I was wearing only a sexy black bra and matching thong, I flipped us over gently and kissed his neck before my lips led lower.

Colin moaned as I licked and bit his nipples before my mouth and tongue worked down lower. I licked his belly button and he began to shake as he was terribly ticklish there but once I grabbed his cock, his breath came fast and hard. I loved everything about him, including the musky yet sexy scent his body gave off and already the mushroom head of his manhood was covered with pre-cum. I licked the tip of his cock and admired the scarlet color of his member. He was very much turned on and I meant to make him beg for me before the night was through.

The head of his manhood slipped easily between my open lips and I sucked on him tenderly at first before I applied more pressure. His fingers wandered through my head and caressed my scalp but he was never aggressive and was always willing to take what I would offer him and nothing more. He was a true gentleman when it came to lovemaking as he was in every aspect of his life. This was a side of him I only saw and I was lucky to witness it because he was mine, my secret Colin no one would ever truly know but me and that was the way it was supposed to be between us.

My lips slid lower as I relaxed my tongue and allowed more and more of his length to enter my mouth until all he felt was my hot, wetness covering the length of him. I loved to deep-throat him and learned to perfect my technique because I knew how much it turned him on. I alternated between taking his cock all the way to the back of my throat before pulling him out and licking up the length of his cock.

“Fuck, Deirdre, I’m gonna come,” he whispered.

I smiled at him in a wicked fashion. “Then I suppose you will have to do something for me to get that hard-on back, won’t you?”

Colin laughed out loud as I deep-throated him again and he interrupted inside my mouth. I pulled back further enough to receive him in my mouth so I could swallow his salty-sweetness as it was something I quite enjoyed.

His breath came hard and fast before he flipped us over and crawled up to me. We were face to face when he kissed me again, tongue included. He wanted to taste himself in my mouth and I allowed myself to surrender to his touch. His hands worked my breasts, playing special attention to my nipples which were on fire for his kiss, his tongue, his mouth.

He undid my bra and exposed my breasts to him and pinched the nipples hard enough to cause the slightest amount of pain but it was more erotic than anything else. I loved the feel of his hands and fingers on my nipples and anywhere else he wanted to put them. My sex had soaked my thong and he ripped it in the process of removing it. His mouth was on my left nipple and I arched my back to allow him full access. His razor sharp teeth bit down lightly and I thought I would pass out from the pleasure.

While his mouth was in complete control of my breasts, his fingers had wandered further below my waist. Two fingers from one hand were caressing my g-spot while the thumb on the other hand massaged my clit. I thought I would pass out from all the pleasure alone. The feeling of multiple erogenous zones manipulated at the same time had me in a trance of pleasure and beyond reason.

Colin’s mouth teased my right nipple in the same way he had the left only this time, he’d removed his hand from my clit and his right fingers were playing with my left nipple; it was stiff and attentive under his expert touch. God, I loved what this man could do to my body.

Slowly and without pretense, he abandoned my nipples but not before he said, “I want you to pinch and caress your breasts. I love watching you play with them while I go down on you.”

This brought a smile to my face as that was not a tough request to keep. It was true about my limited sex partners but I had a thorough amount of knowledge about sex in general. Without a doubt, there was no man who could eat pussy better than Colin and I could think this thought with a straight face because he was an expert.

He had no shortcomings to make up for because he had a decent sized cock. Hell, he wasn’t Dirk Diggler from the infamous film,
Boogie Nights
, but he was at least eight rock solid inches with a thick girth and that was more than enough for me. As far as I was concerned, his cock size was perfect like the rest of him was and I never felt like I was missing out on anything because he gave me everything I needed, both sexually and emotionally, and more.

The way he approached my soaking sex was a show in itself and I had never been more grateful in my life to have a Brazilian wax. He kissed my clit before his tongue flicked over it in a teasing, sensual way and I was his for the taking from that moment on. The way he spread my sex and licked my clit again before his mouth surrounded it in a apex of pleasure, sensation and feeling. My hips moved on their own, and ground closer to his mouth as his tongue licked lower and fucked the entrance of my soaking sex. I continued to play with my breasts for him as his tongue led lower and teased my perineum. That was always as far as he’d gone so it didn’t shock me.

There was so much about Colin to love but I knew he was more of a freak in bed than he’d let on. I didn’t think he was the “whips and chains” type but I knew he wasn’t afraid to experiment and perhaps he was waiting for the okay from me. I was pretty much open to any and everything except sadism and masochism. It wasn’t my scene and I had enough issues without surrendering myself to a man. That wasn’t the type of person I was and I knew I could never be like that. I had nothing wrong with my fellow women who had it in them to do that but I couldn’t and deep down, he already knew this therefore it wasn’t a conversation that would ever happen between us.

However, when his tongue licked my anus, I jumped and sat up in bed. “What are you doing?”

Colin smiled lazily. “Relax. I’m not going to ask you if I can have you back there…not yet at least. I am assuming by your reaction you have never had anal sex?”

I lay down again and closed my eyes. “No, I haven’t. Drew wanted to because he was…well, you know…but I have heard horror stories from Caitlyn and she said it was the worst experience of her life. According to Aubrey, it gets better once you relax and use the right kind of lubricants but…I’ve never been as sexually adventurous as my cousin.”

“She’s right, you know. I picked up a few items since we are here in the legal sex capital of the world. Of course, it would have to be totally cool with you but it won’t be tonight. There is a…cleansing that has to take place. It helps prevent messy accidents you don’t want to know about but yes, it can be very pleasurable for a woman too.”

“Okay, well, if there are cleanses and what not then don’t lick me there because I don’t think it’s all right,” I whispered.

“Fine. Though I know your bowel patterns…we have been traveling together all this time. You actually went this morning before you had a shower so there is nothing wrong with my licking your anus. It isn’t disgusting and I’m not going to get sick by pleasuring you there.”

I leaned up on my elbows and looked down at my lover who was still positioned between my own legs. “I know but can we do it some other time then? Until I’m ready…can we just stick to straight intercourse and you eating me out?”

Colin’s crystal blue eyes stared at me in a devilish way before he nodded. “Of course, sweetheart. It’s no big deal but you should know that eventually, we will explore most of one another’s bodies. I don’t want there to be a place on your body I haven’t explored and I would be quite honored to be your first…when you are ready.”

“Okay,” I replied.

He began to lick my clit again before his mouth devoured it and before I knew it, he’d milked an orgasm out of me I was not quite ready to give. I felt cheated because all this talk of experimental sex hadn’t squelched my desire to have him. In fact it turned me on and that said a lot more about me than it did Colin; perhaps I wasn’t the extreme sexual prude I’d always believed myself to be and that was a scary revelation in itself.

Colin crawled up my body, kissing different parts as he slowly reached me and when his face hovered over mine, I grasped my hands around his neck in a possessive manner and our mouths met in a delicious symphony of tastes and sounds. He guided his manhood inside me and I moaned out loud and wrapped my legs around his waist.

My arms clung to his neck while his hands held my hips in a vice-grip. Our sex became frenzied and the harder he thrust into me, the more I became one with him. At once, I felt overwhelmed but at the same moment, I thought I might melt into the bed and thus lose our closeness.

It was a feeling I’d never shared with anyone else but one that always accompanied the sex between us. Perhaps it was my subconscious feeling we could lose one another at any moment and I would be left alone yet again. Or maybe I should have told him I loved him just in case something ever happened to him, he would know what we had was never just sex.

Colin continued to thrust in and out of me and the orgasm washed over me like a gentle wave on a beach but I still clung to him and rode it out as my vaginal muscles clung around him like a vice. He gripped my waist tighter and buried his face in my neck as he came with a long moan and sigh crushed into one.

We lay there together for a while. He pulled out once he had gone soft but he still clung to me, resting his head on my chest as I stroked his silky flaxen strands.

“Maybe we should leave tomorrow after we meet up with Carolien and Jens. We can take the train to Brussels and from there get a train to Paris. How about it? Let’s just live fast and loose for the next couple of days. No rules—just you and me, how about it?” I explained in clipped sentences.