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The
candles cast shadows along his big muscular form, and she wondered how he
stayed so defined in a world like this. And then he turned and faced her—the
podium was now gone after he had removed it—so she saw every single detail of
his body.
Every.
Single.
One.

Since
the church was now cleaned up, the window and door boarded up, they were shut
in here, alone, both wanting something, yet she was afraid to say anything or
make the first move. Water dripped from his blond hair, which was darker now
because it was wet. She watched as the droplets moved down his hairless chest,
along the lines and ridges of his defined
pecs
and
abdomen, and stopped when she saw his erection. His cock was thick and long,
but not overly huge. He was a big man in general, and the shaft between his
legs and the heavy sack below, had everything inside of her clenching in need.

He
moved away from the small pool built into the ground, grabbed a rag to dry off,
and then took a step closer to her. He was only feet from her, and she smelled
the soap on his body. Rebecca saw the strength and masculinity in his form, and
she wanted that all over her, and filling her until she smelled just
like
him. Here he was, his hair still slightly wet, water
droplets dripping onto his chest, totally nude, and staring at her as if he
wanted to devour her. He lifted a hand, and she held her breath as he pushed a
lock of her hair away from her face.

“God,
you’re so beautiful, Rebecca,” Collin said softly, deeply, and huskily. He
pushed the hair behind her ear and smoothed his fingers long her cheek. Chills
raced along her arms, and she grew even wetter. God, could he see how hard her
nipples were?

“Thank
you, but you haven’t seen a lot of women lately, have you?” Rebecca said,
teasing him, just as softly as when he had spoken. She was growing awkward
because she was nervous as hell.

He
shook his head and stared into her eyes. “It wouldn’t matter if I was
surrounded by a hundred women, Rebecca. You’d still be the most beautiful one
to me.”

Her
breath caught at his words. She didn’t know how a man that had just met her
could think such things about her, or speak to her so intimately. But he had
said them, and she wasn’t going to question it further. She wanted this, and
wondered what in the hell would happen next. Rebecca needed to live in the here
and now. She didn’t have anyone else now, and had been in this little pit of
loneliness and despair.

This
man had come into her life such a short time ago, and given her something that
she could grasp onto … hope.

Chapter Nine

Collin
was harder than he had ever been. His cock throbbed, and all he wanted to do
was rip her fucking clothes away and bottom out inside of her. A groan left him
at the image that thought conjured up. The only thing that mattered right now
was this woman. They had started this back at the loft, and then continued it
right above them in the second level of this church. They were clean now, he
had secured the church well enough for the night, and they both wanted this. He
could see her looking at his body, at the bullet scars from his previous life.
It had been a life where he had lived on the edge, been shot at because of drug
deals gone bad, of men fighting over territory, and this world wasn’t much
different anymore. It was still dangerous, still violent and desperate, but
right here and now there wasn’t anything standing in their way except each
other.

Collin
reached out, took her nape in his hand, and pulled her forward. She gasped out
when her chest slammed into his, and then braced her hands on his chest. His
cock jerked from the softness of her, from the scent of soap in her hair, and
from the way she looked up at him with wide green eyes. Lowering his head
toward hers, he claimed her mouth with his, licked and sucked at her tongue
when she opened for him, and groaned against her lips. He didn’t break their
kiss as he reached between their bodies with one hand, all but tore the button
from her pants, ripped the zipper down, and tried to push the material down her
legs. Shit, he wanted her just as naked as he was, but he also didn’t want to
move away from her to make that happen.

She
was hot and sweet, and surrendered herself to him like no other. When she put
her hands on his chest and pushed him away, taking a step back was really hard
for him. But she wasn’t stopping this, and instead slipped her thumbs under the
edge of her panties, and pushed them down her legs, too.
Christ
, he could see the material was soaking wet, and his cock
jerked even harder.

“I
want this, Collin.”

He
swallowed hard, and moved his hand down to rub his palm over his erection. The
damn thing was liable to explode if he didn’t add a little bit of pressure to
the bastard. He could have gotten off just from looking at her alone, and when
she gripped the hem of her shirt and slowly started to lift it up everything in
him stilled. The bottom of her breasts came into view, and he wrapped his hand around
his cock at the sight. But she stopped before he could see the full weight of
her tits. A low growl left him, and her eyes widened.

“Rebecca,
baby, I’m liable to tackle you to the ground if you don’t let me see every inch
of you.” He heard the soft noise that came from her, and then she pulled the
shirt away and tossed it on the floor with her jeans. He took in her body,
every damn glorious inch of her, and possessive need slammed into him. Rebecca
was his, and he was about to claim her in a way he had never done with another
woman. And then she was standing right in front of him, her breathing hectic
and erratic, and her breasts rising and falling because of the action. She was
thin and tiny. But she was also beautiful in every way her long dark hair hanging
down, still damp from her bath, and the ends slightly curling. Her breasts were
a handful and the peaks a light pink color. Her nipples were hard looking like
they wanted his mouth right on them. Damn, he was hard.

He
lowered his gaze to her pussy, one with a thatch of short, dark hair covering
it. Collin had always liked bare cunts when he was ruling his empire, but
staring at her now he grew so fucking turned on at the sight of her. But before
he could move she was lowering herself to her knees in front of him. Collin
parted his lips and breathed in deeply when she pulled out his cock and stared
at it.

“Rebecca,
what are you doing?” His voice was strained, and this was certainly not how
he’d thought this evening was going to go, at least not right away.

“I’m
not a virgin, Collin.” She stared at his face, and licked her lips. “Besides,
I’ve been thinking about this since we were in the loft.” Her voice shook a
little, and although she was taking the initiative right now, he knew she was
nervous.

Cupping
the side of her face, he smoothed his fingers over her lips. But she didn’t say
anything else, just wrapped her hand around his length. A strangled noise left
him when she parted her lips, and took the head into the hot, wet confines of
her mouth. Collin reached out and wrapped his hand around her hair, closed his
eyes, and let his head fall back on his neck. She took as much as she could,
hollowed out her cheeks, and relaxed her throat.

“Fuck,
Rebecca. God, you are sucking my cock so damn good, baby.”

She
made a humming noise around him, and he groaned. The head of his erection
nudged the back of her throat, but she didn’t give up. Over and over she
brought him to the brink of coming, but it was when she reached down and took
his balls in one hand, gave them a squeeze that bordered on pain, that Collin
had to stop or he’d come and this would be over before it fucking started.
Taking hold of her shoulders and pulling her to her feet, the sound of his dick
coming free from the tight suction of her lips sounded erotic as hell. Her lips
were swollen and red, and a surge of proprietary need slammed into him.
He
had made her mouth look like that.

Collin
took her mouth in a brutal kiss at the same time he used his body to move her
back until she was pressed against the wall. Sliding one of his hands behind
her, down her back, and over the mound of her ass, he groaned against her mouth
and squeezed one globe. He panted against her mouth, and squeezed again, and
again, and on the third time he loosened his hold, knowing he needed to back
off or he’d end up putting bruises on her pretty skin.

“Take
me, Collin. God, please erase the ugliness around us.” Her eyes were closed,
and her voice was soft. Using his other hand he gripped her behind one knee and
brought her leg up to wrap it around his waist. He reached between their
bodies, took hold of his cock, and started rubbing the head of his dick along
her pussy, spreading her lips with the bulbous crown, and just wanting to shove
deep inside of her.

“Baby,
I need to be inside of you.”

She
opened her eyes and licked her lips. “I want you, Collin. I want you to fuck
me.”

He
rested his forehead against hers. “I don’t have a condom, Rebecca.” He
whispered, and then moved lower to kiss her softly. “But I have to have you. I
have always used protection when I was with a woman. I’ll be careful, pull out,
too, baby.” He groaned.

She
stared at him and swallowed audibly. “I trust you, Collin,” she breathed out.
“I want you.” And then she was the one taking his mouth in a bruising kiss. He
reached under her ass with his arm and lifted her easily of the ground. She
wrapped her legs around his waist, and the movement caused her pussy to align
perfectly with the head of his erection. She dug her heels into him and wrapped
her arms around his neck.

In
a great surge Collin pushed his cock into her, but had to force himself to go
slow at the tight feel. She was wet, soaking even, but fuck was she squeezing
him with an iron grip.

“You’re
so big.” She moaned against his mouth. “It hurts, but God it feels so good.”

Yeah,
it bordered on the pain side for him, too, because she was so tight, but hell,
it felt incredible. He moved slower into her, felt her inner muscles milking
him, and cursed.

“
Christ
, Rebecca.” He didn’t want to hurt
her, but at this rate he’d come before he was fully inside of her. Holding her
tight, he pulled her away from the wall and turned to lay her on the pallet of
blankets that was in the center of the room. He wasn’t about to finish this
with her up against the wall. When she was in the center of the blankets he
pushed another inch into her. The gasp that she let out had him groaning and
tensing. He leaned back, took hold of her legs, and pushed them as wide as they
could go. She braced her feet flat on the floor, and gripped the blankets
beneath her. Collin was riveted to the sight of her pussy stretched wide around
his length. Her cunt was red from her arousal, and so wet his cock was soaked
with her cream.

“You’re
torturing me, Collin,” she moaned out. Her eyes were barely open, and her chest
rose and fell violently, her breasts shaking from the force of it.

Curling
his fingers into the soft skin of her thighs, he thrust the rest of his dick
into her until his balls slammed against her ass and she had taken every fucking
inch of him. He gave her a moment to grow accustomed to him, and then he
started to slowly pump in and out of her, working his cock into her. Her clit
was swollen and just begging for attention. He placed his thumb on the hard
little nub, rubbed it back and forth until she writhed on the floor, and then
he increased his thrusting. Soon the sloppy sound of her wet pussy sucking at
his cock filled the room, and the smell of their sex slammed into his nose.
Fuck, he was close to coming, but he was holding himself back.

“Yes,
Collin,” she moaned again, and reached up to grab his biceps, digging his nails
into his skin.

“Come
on, baby. Squeeze my cock, make me come with you.”

She
arched her neck, and her mouth opened on a silent cry as she did just that. The
rhythmic pull of her milking his dick would have sent him over the edge, but
Collin was a resilient bastard, and wasn’t going to end this until he tasted
her. When her tremors subsided he pulled out of her reluctantly and put her on
her belly with a rolled up blanket under her. He pulled her legs apart again,
grabbed her hips, and popped out her ass. Her cheeks spread, and he saw an
unobstructed view of her asshole. God, he was going to fuck that at some point.
Her pussy was spread, too, all juicy looking. He wanted to see his cum slipping
out of her. Collin moved lower so his face was right up in her cunt. She
smelled sweet and musky, and there was the slight scent of him on her, He
growled out low.

He
ate her out, licked her slit from pussy hole to clit, and then moved back down
again. Shoving his tongue into her opening, he fucked her with it until she
started grinding herself back against his mouth. “That’s it. Fuck yourself on
me, baby. Make yourself come all over my face.”

“Oh,
God.”
Her words were muffled against the blankets. He flattened his tongue up to her
clit and sucked the little pearl into his mouth at the same time he shoved a
finger into her. Curling the digit around until he felt that little hidden
bundle of nerves, he pushed another finger into her and started stroking.
Sucking on her clit and working her G-spot, Collin didn’t stop until he felt
her start to shake. She was murmuring incoherent things, and he moved his mouth
away to watch what was about to happen.