The realization of what she wanted—that she was urging him to his knees—upped his arousal about a hundred percent.
With a low growl, he sank down in front of her and cupped her hips, pulling her forward.
He breathed in the perfumed scent of her arousal, slid his tongue over the smooth flesh and then inside her.
One taste of her must be what it was like doing heroin for the first time. He was in heaven, and completely and thoroughly fucked.
Chapter Seven
She was out of her mind. And right now she couldn’t even begin to care. There were so few moments in life where she could find and even indulge in pleasure—dammit, she was going take this one.
Hailey fell back against the wall, glad it was there to help hold her up as Colin went down on her.
Colin McLaughlin
—the man she wanted to kick in the balls half the time—had his face buried between her legs right now.
Oh God. What the hell was she doing? Reason tried to creep in, but there really wasn’t a place for it at the moment.
Not with the way Colin was pleasuring her into mindlessness.
She gripped his shoulders, riding his tongue as he did amazing things. When he found her clit and began to play with it, she became the mouse to the cat. Helpless. Trapped. But there was no terror, only complete pleasure and surrender.
The ache between her legs increased and the pressure of a much-needed release began to build. She felt him touch her—part her again—before he slid two fingers deep into her channel. His mouth never left her, just continued to suck and nibble. Tease.
“Colin.” His name was a babbling plea on her lips as she rose to her tiptoes as if to escape the intensity. But it was merciless as it slammed into her. She crested a wave of pleasure and began to come.
Her body trembled and her knees gave out, but he held her up. Continuing to caress her with his mouth as she fell back down from her climax.
She didn’t realize he’d moved until she felt the plush carpet on the floor beneath her back.
Her heart was still pounding, it was still impossible to think, but she was vaguely aware of him pulling something from his wallet.
The metallic slide of his zipper sounded, followed by the shuffle of clothing.
Condom.
Fast. This was happening so fast.
Reality was starting to intrude. It was rearing its ugly head. Maybe she should put a stop to this. Slow it down at least.
The weight of his body covered her, and one hard thigh nudged hers apart.
When she felt his thick erection probing the swollen flesh between her legs, her ability to think drifted away again. Her entire being simply anticipated that moment when he would enter her.
Then he did. One swift plunge, so hard, so deep that she cried out. She arched her back, parting her legs farther as she took him completely.
“Oh shite.” He stayed buried for a moment, not moving, as he used his mouth to place slow kisses over her neck. “You feel incredible, sweetheart.”
You do too.
She stroked his back with her fingers, letting her inner muscles squeeze him and test his thickness and length.
He lifted himself up slightly so he could stare down at her. His green eyes had darkened to almost emerald with the desire in them. “You tasted pretty incredible too.”
His gaze fell to her lips, he cursed softly, before his mouth crushed down on hers.
Surprised at the intensity of the kiss, she could only cling to him and meet the fiery passion.
While his tongue lashed at hers, he began to move inside of her, his mouth and his penis almost in sync.
She met each thrust all too easily, and soon they had a pace that only seemed to be getting more frantic by the moment. Then, when she was so close to peaking again, he let out a strangled groan and buried himself deep.
While he found his orgasm, she teetered on the edge. Unfortunately, she didn’t quite fall over like last time. Her heart still beat like crazy as she drew in a ragged breath, shifting beneath him to ease the ache.
“You didn’t come.” He nuzzled her neck.
“I did once.” She gave a wry smile. “I’m fine.”
“Aye, you’re more than fine.” He eased off her enough to slide down her body and kiss her breast. “But once is never enough, for the record. And that was my fault.”
His lips closed around her nipple, dragging a whimper from her as she slid her hands into his hair.
With talented fingers, he sought the aching spot between her legs and began to tease it until she was right back to the edge again. With his mouth on her breasts and his hands on her clit, he easily brought her to a second release that left her racked with trembles.
“There. Much better,” he murmured against her nipple, giving it a light bite.
Pleasure spread through her again and she gave a faint smile.
“Much better.” She kept her eyes closed, not quite ready to meet his gaze.
Don’t let the regret come. Not yet. This is too good. It would come eventually. It would get awkward, but
please
not yet.
“Hailey.”
And there it was. The regret, the uncertainty, was in his voice before it could creep into hers.
Her throat grew tight. How did she handle this? Now that the whole crazy moment of lust was dissipating what the hell was supposed to happen next? They basically loathed each other.
Here it was. Regret came in spades. Crap, she’d been so stupid. Thank God he’d at least worn a condom.
“You should probably just go,” she said thickly. “Maybe we can just call it a night.”
“Call it a night?” Disbelief laced his words.
Get yourself under control, Hailey. Now.
She opened her eyes, making her expression as casual and exhausted as she could.
“Yeah. This…what we just did…” she hesitated, “…it was, uh, good. Maybe we just needed to clear the sexual air between us. Get that out of the way.”
He nodded slowly, but frowned as he moved off her. “Aye. Maybe.”
She watched as he walked half-naked—he’d kept his shirt on—to the bathroom, probably to dispose of the condom.
Scrambling to her feet, Hailey pulled on her robe and tied the belt around her. She double knotted it a moment later, just to make it a little harder in case she decided to go round two with the last man she should ever be getting involved with.
Stupid. So freaking stupid.
Colin strode back into the room, but was silent as he dressed himself.
Lost in his thoughts, just as she was, no doubt. He had to be having a similar reaction to her right now. How could he not?
He shoved a hand in his pocket, jingling his keys. The space between his brows was crinkled, and a small frown played on his lips.
“Hailey, I actually came here tonight to apologize for yesterday.”
Why that hurt she couldn’t really say, but her throat tightened and tears burned at the backs of her eyes.
She forced a shrug. “Well, hey, if making me orgasm twice is your idea of an apology, I’ll take it.”
For a moment she almost swore shame flashed across his face. His mouth tightened into a slash and he nodded.
“Fair enough.” He pulled his keys free and walked to the door. Before he left, though, he turned once more to stare at her. “Just a word of advice. Be careful around your ex. You took out a protection order for a reason—you would do well to remember it.”
She waited until she heard his car start, for the sound of him driving away, and then she went to the kitchen.
After pulling down the bottle of expensive wine she’d been given last year at Christmas, she finally opened it.
Tonight she needed a drink.
“Why the fook are you calling me so late at night?”
Colin smiled humorlessly at the way Aleck had answered his phone.
“It’s not late. Not yet ten, even.”
“Aye, not late for pub hours, but don’t you need to go chase bad guys early in the morning.”
Adjusting his Bluetooth, Colin replied, “Seven a.m. Are you working?”
“I’m always workin’.”
“Can you take a few minutes’ break? I need to talk to you.”
“A brotherly chat? Hmm. I don’t see why not. Shall I have a whiskey ready for you?”
“Aye. And perhaps for you as well.”
“Well shite. This sounds like fun. How far away are you?”
“I’ll be there in ten minutes.” Colin disconnected the call and turned the radio back on.
Blaring some Coldplay was about the only thing that could potentially drown out his thoughts. It only distracted for a moment and then the screaming, neon-bright thoughts slipped back through his head.
He needed to confess to someone what had just happened between him and Hailey. While usually that someone would be his twin, Ian was the last person he could talk to right now.
Colin’s chest went tight and he clenched the steering wheel in an iron grip. Shite, but the thought of Ian finding out what he’d just done…
Ian and Sarah could never know. Simple as that. Sleeping with Hailey had been a one-time deal. A complete lapse of sanity that he never should’ve let happen. Why had he gone to her house in the first place. Seriously, to apologize? Had he been completely delusional? After yesterday he should’ve known better than to deliberately be alone with her.
But fuck it all if it hadn’t been amazing. Without even trying to imagine it, he could feel the softness of her skin. How it had felt against his body. His fingers. And, oh hell, his mouth. Incredible.
When they’d been teenagers, even then he’d wanted her. That desire had turned to disgust when she’d chosen to betray Sarah and Ian.
It had been hard to feel anything but animosity and anger when he thought of her. It was easy to do, because nobody had seen much of her over the years. She’d kept her distance, and now it seemed she’d done so deliberately.
He likely would’ve forgotten her if it hadn’t been for the night she’d returned to clear her conscience. And ever since then, exactly as he’d told her, he’d wanted her again. Only it was sharper this time and not with the immaturity of youth.
That desire and animosity had mixed together in an explosive combination—one that had finally detonated tonight.
Colin slowed his truck as the pub came into sight. After parking, he stared at the entrance for a moment and sighed.
His brother would think him a complete idiot. And, clearly, he was. He climbed out of the vehicle and made his way inside. From behind the bar Aleck caught his gaze and gave a jerky nod in greeting.
“I’ll meet you in the back,” Colin called out as he passed by.
It wasn’t long until his big brother joined him with two shot glasses full of amber liquid.
“You do look like you need this.” Aleck pulled out the chair across from him as he sat down at his desk.
“Aye. Thanks.” Colin lifted the shot glass and took a small sip, letting the warmth flow down his throat.
While he sipped, Aleck just tossed it back and set the glass down on the desk.
“What’s the problem?”
Colin took another sip. “I did something completely stupid.”
“Aye, don’t we all? What’d you do? Rob a bank? You may have to arrest yourself.”
That actually might’ve been preferable to admit. He swallowed the rest of the shot, set the glass on the table and then met his brother’s curious gaze.
“I slept with Hailey.”
Aleck stared at him for a moment. His reaction, as always, carefully hidden. Then he threw back his head and laughed.
“The fook you did.”
“Exactly.
Fuck we did
.”
Aleck’s brows shot up and his mouth gaped momentarily. “Hailey? But you hate the girl.”
“Aye. At times I do. And, yet, apparently at times I don’t.”
“Apparently.” Leaning back in his chair, Aleck watched him in silence.
Shite, he hated that famous Aleck silence. The one that meant he was being weighed and judged with the most thorough of scrutiny.
“Do you have nothing to say?” Colin asked, unable to take the silence anymore.
“I’ve plenty to say.” Aleck paused. “But I’m more curious on the details. When did this happen?”
“Tonight.”
Aleck whistled. “And I bet you haven’t even showered yet, ya’ dirty bastart.”
Colin grimaced. “That’s where I’m heading next. She didn’t exactly let me stick around to have one there.”
“I’m not certain I understand how this all came about? Where did you two run into each other?”
Christ, now he had to admit the truth of it all. “I… Well… I went to her house.”
“You did, did you?” Aleck arched a brow. “And for what reason?”
“To apologize. I’m not sure if you heard, but Hailey and I met up by chance yesterday—”
“Aye, I heard about what happened with Emily. It was right fortunate that Hailey was nearby to help.”