Holding You (40 page)

Colt chuckled as he moved his hand up under the back of my dress. My entire body shuddered as my eyes quickly darted around the elevator. The mother and father of the little boy were both engaged in a conversation with the other couple about how kids will be kids.

Dropping my mouth open, I sucked in a breath of air as Colt cupped my ass as he whispered into my ear, “A thong . . . I like it, Lauren.”

Swallowing hard, I pressed my lips together to keep the moans suppressed. Slowly sliding his hand around to the front, he adjusted my dress and the position I was standing in so no one could see what he was doing.

Shaking my head, I couldn’t speak.
He can’t do this with all these people in here. There’s a little . . . oh my glitter! His hand . . . is in . . . my panties.

My breathing picked up and I could feel my face flush as the elevator kept stopping at each floor and the door would open, and then close.

Colt’s fingertips left a path of hot tingles as he moved them further into my panties. Pressing my bottom into his hard dick, Colt hissed. “I want to fuck you right now, right here, Lauren.”

My knees wobbled as Colt wrapped his other arm around my waist. “Colt,” I whispered as I attempted to act normal.

His fingers massaged my clit as I struggled to gain some control of my body. It’s been too long. Oh dear God, it’s been too long. I’m going to come in this elevator with four adults and one young child standing within inches of me.

Squeezing my legs together, I attempted to get Colt to stop. Resting his chin on my shoulder, he was about to say something when the father of the little boy looked at us and smiled. “Did you just get married?”

Colt kept up the rubbing as I began to get dizzy with my approaching orgasm trying to build. “We sure did,” Colt said enthusiastically.

Everyone turned and looked at us.
Are you freaking kidding me?
“Congratulations,” was spoken by everyone at once.

Clearing my throat, I tried with all my might to sound normal. “Thank you . . . um . . . it’s been . . . amazing . . . intense . . . really intense.”

The mom started laughing. “Oh, yes. I remember those days.”

I willed everyone to turn back and look forward, and somehow it worked. Looking over my shoulder at Colt, I widened my eyes at him as he smiled and winked at me.

That bastard. He’s doing this on purpose . . . oh God. Spreading my legs apart some, my body was beginning to betray me. More. I need so much more of him.

Slipping his finger inside me, I felt my body beginning to shake. The two couples were back to talking.
What fucking floor are they all on? Shit. Shit. Shit.

The doors opened on the tenth floor and everyone exited the elevator, but not before the father turned and winked at us. “Have fun.”

The doors shut and Colt’s fingers moved faster as my orgasm hit me fast and hard. Clenching my teeth together, I began pumping my hips as my body was overtaken by the glorious orgasm as it raced through my body.

Slumping into Colt’s body, my breathing was erratic as Colt kissed my neck. “Do you feel better, sweetheart?”

Slowly nodding my head, I panted, “Yes.”

Pulling his hand away, he reached down and picked me up. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I smiled at him. “I can’t wait to tell Grace and Maegan what we just did.”

Throwing his head back and laughing, he quickly kissed me. “I love you, Mrs. Mathews.”

Heat radiated throughout my body at those words.
Mrs. Mathews.
I wanted to hear it again.

“Say it again,” I whispered.

The elevator door opened to our floor and Colt stepped out as he carried me to our room. “Mrs. Mathews, I love you. I’ll always love you.”

Slowly sliding me down his body, Colt cupped the sides of my face as he lightly brushed his lips across mine. “I’m going to make sweet, passionate love to you now, Lauren.”

The palms of my hands began to sweat as butterflies took off in my stomach at the thought of Colt’s hands on my body, his lips kissing every single inch of bare skin. His face buried between my legs. His five o’clock shadow rubbing softly against my skin.

“Oh, God. Colt, I want you so much.”

Colt gently rubbed his thumb across my sensitive skin. “I want you too, Lauren.”

Nodding my head, I whispered, “Will you open the door then so we can go in? Or I swear I’m going to strip down in this hallway and beg you take me against the door.”

Colt’s eyes lit up with raw passion as he quickly took the key out and opened the door. Swooping me back up into his arms, he carried me inside the room and straight to the bedroom. Gently setting me down, he took off his tie. Then he slowly unbuttoned his shirt as he gazed into my eyes.

Licking my lips, I reached up and pushed his jacket off his shoulders, letting it drop to the ground. With shaking hands, I removed his shirt as Colt closed his eyes. I gently kissed his chest as Colt let out a low growl from the back of his throat, instantly causing a rush of wetness between my legs. Slowly dropping to my knees, I removed Colt’s belt and then unbuttoned his pants. My heart was racing as I watched his hard dick spring from his pants.

I took him in my mouth and began to move. Colt moaned and quickly reached down and grabbed my shoulders, pulling me up to him. “Stop. I won’t last one minute with you doing that.”

Giggling, I took a step back. “Undress me, Colt.”

Stepping up to me, Colt lifted his hands and I couldn’t help but notice his hands shaking as well. Closing my eyes, I felt his hot breath against my neck as he slowly unzipped the back of my lace dress. Dropping it, the dress pooled at my feet as I heard Colt moan.

“Jesus, you look beautiful.”

Opening my eyes, I watched as he gazed upon my body and licked his lips. Everything I had on was white. White push-up bra, white garter belt, and white lace panties. Dropping to his knees, he pulled me to him and kissed me, breathing his hot air through the lace panties that I was now wishing he would just rip off my body.

Unclasping the garter belt, Colt slowly rolled each stocking down. Carefully lifting each foot as he pulled them off. His hands moved lightly back up my legs as he removed the garter and tossed it to the side of him. When his fingers moved along the edge of my panties, my entire body was covered with goose bumps. Dropping my head back, I moaned in delight. My body felt light as it shook with desire.

Colt slowly pushed my panties down as I bit down on my lower lip and willed him to kiss me. Lifting my leg, he blew warm air on my clit as I let out a gasp. “Colt,” I whispered. The desperation was so evident in my voice.

One quick movement and he was giving me what I desired. My hands rested on his head as I felt his stubble brushing across my sensitive skin.
Holy mother of all things. Shit! Shit! Shit! Oh, this is gonna be big. God, I hope my parents don’t have a room on this floor.

“Colt!” I cried out as my orgasm quickly hit me. My body was overloaded with all the sensations it was feeling. His tongue, his lips, the stubble. His finger gently pressed against my backside. It was all too much for me to take. My legs started giving out as Colt quickly stood up and pressed his lips to mine. Moaning when I tasted myself against his tongue, Colt unsnapped my bra and picked me up.

Setting me gently on the bed, I smiled as I stretched my arms above my head. “You’re amazing, do you know that?” I asked as Colt kissed my stomach, then chest, until he finally captured my lips again with his.

“Please don’t ever stop,” I whispered against his lips.

“Never,” Colt said as he moved his lips along my jaw and down to my neck. “Spread your legs for me, Lauren. I want to make love to my wife.”

Oh. My. Glitter. How can one man be so sexy and so romantic at the same time?

Doing as he asked, I felt him push the head of his dick at my entrance. Arching my back, I prepared myself for him. It had been entirely too long to live without the feeling of Colt inside me. I needed this every day.

Slowly pushing in, we both let out a moan as Colt went perfectly still. I could feel him twitching inside my body. Wrapping my arms and legs around him, I felt my tears begin to fall.

I wasn’t sure how long we stayed this way, just Colt inside me as we held each other tightly. As he slowly moved within me, my body quickly began that familiar build up.

Lost. I was completely and utterly lost in the way Colt made love to me. It was slow, passionate, and the most moving moment of my life.

Moving his lips to my ear, Colt whispered, “Lauren . . . I’m yours,” as he pulled out and pushed back into me hard as he came.

Placing his hands on the sides of my face, Colt kissed me. Not just any kiss. A kiss that was filled with so much love I found myself sobbing as I kissed him back. My body shuddered with the feeling of love pulsing through my veins as I fell more in love with Colt.

Pulling out of my body, Colt rolled over and pulled me to his side as he held me. His heart was beating against my back as he wrapped his arms around me. A sense of peace filled my body and I couldn’t help but smile.

Running my finger lazily over his hand, I stared out the window at all the twinkling lights.

“Colt?”

“Mmm?”

“I’ve never felt so happy in my entire life. I’ll never forget this moment for as long as I live.”

Pulling me tighter to him, he kissed my shoulder. “I’ll never forget it either, Lauren. You’ve made me the happiest man in the world.”

A tear rolled down my face as I smiled and said, “Tell me something.”

“Anything, Lauren. I’ll tell you anything you want to hear.”

“Where is your favorite place to be?”

Feeling his warm body, he pulled me around to face him. Colt’s eyes held mine as we looked into each other’s souls. My heart had always and will always belong to this amazing man. Smiling that smile of his that made my stomach drop still, Colt kissed me gently on the lips as he spoke against them.

“My favorite place to be will always be right here, Lauren. Holding you.”

The End

GRABBING MY KEYS,
I dashed out the front door, cursing myself for being late to class. I was already so far behind in all my classes since I missed over a week of school when Lauren was in the hospital. Turning, I pulled the front door shut and locked it. Spinning around on my heels, I went to walk down the stairs and was stopped dead in my tracks as I sucked in a breath of air.

Oh. My. God. Noah.

“What are you doing here?” I asked in a weak sounding voice.

Staring back up at me were those beautiful caramel eyes I found myself lost in on more than one occasion.

“I never got to finish talking to you. I’m glad Lauren’s okay.”

Fumbling over my words, I asked, “H-how did you know? I mean, yeah, Lauren’s actually in Vegas with Colt. They’re . . . um . . . they’re getting married.”

Noah smiled and my world rocked on its axis.
Lord help me, for his smile does things to my body even still.
Swallowing hard, I smiled back.

“That’s wonderful. I’m really happy for them both. I haven’t had the pleasure of meeting Lauren yet, but Alex was talking to me at the hospital and filled me in on Lauren’s progress.”

Yet? He hasn’t met Lauren—yet?

Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I asked, “Noah, why are you here? I mean . . . you’re . . .” My heart hurt as I tried to speak the words that wouldn’t form in my mouth.
He’s married now. Just say it, Grace.

Noah took a step up as I instinctively backed up.
No. Please don’t come closer to me.
I wanted to beg him to stop. If he came any closer, I’d feel his pull and my heart couldn’t take another break.

“That’s what I wanted to come and talk to you about, Grace. You mentioned me being married.”

Swallowing hard, I looked away so he couldn’t see the tears forming in my eyes. It was my fault. I pushed him away. It was no one else’s fault but my own.

Noah reached the top step. Taking in a deep breath, I smelled that familiar scent of his cologne and I whimpered silently inside. My eyes stung as I forced myself not to look at him.

Another step closer. My chest was rising up and down so fast as I dragged in breaths of air.

Noah stopped right in front of me. My body shook as I attempted to push away every memory of him. Every touch. Every kiss. Every romantic word he whispered in my ear as he made love to me.

My skin exploded when his finger touched my chin. Turning my face to him, his eyes locked with mine. “I’ve missed you so much, and I thought I’d lost you forever, Grace.”

My mouth parted open as a single tear fell from my eye. “Noah, you’re married and I can’t . . .”

Leaning in closer to me, I sucked in a breath of air as his eyes landed on my lips. “Grace, my sweet Grace. I’m not married.”

Widening my eyes, a sob escaped my lips. “You’re . . . you’re not? Are you sure?”

Noah laughed softly and nodded his head. “I’m positive, baby.”

Baby. Jesus, Mary, and Joseph. He called me baby.

My mind drifted back to the girl. Who was the girl he was with at the mall? At the hospital?