“Don’t take it so hard, Colton. Your next lay is only a phone call away,” Vida taunted.
“No, Vida. My next lay is six inches away.” Colton strode forward. Belatedly realizing that he was serious, she took off running for the door. The doorknob was in her hand and she was pulling the door open when Colton’s hand above her head slammed the door closed. Vida was held flat against the door as Colton’s body pressed against her back and ass.
Vida stood still, realizing to late when she felt Colton’s hardness against her backside just how serious he was about his intentions.
“What’s wrong, Vida. Got yourself in trouble?” Colton whispered in her ear. His mouth nuzzled her neck, sending chills down her back.
“Let me go, Colton. I’ll call Tammy and tell her I was just aggravating you.”
“Too late. I didn’t want her anyway. I want you. I was being nice keeping my hands off you. Since you don’t want to play nice, I see no reason to continue fucking women that aren’t you.”
Vida tried to struggle free, however Colton held her still while his lips continued to explore her neck. He slightly lifted his weight off her and slid his hand across her midriff, seeking and finding the bottom of her top. His firm hand glided upwards across the flesh of her stomach, causing goose bumps to rise on her flesh.
His hand slid underneath her flimsy bra to find a nipple and begin twirling it between his fingertips. With Vida’s hands against the door, she pushed back against him, but Colton forestalled her, widening his stance and using his other hand to grip her hip, pulling her ass back against his lengthening cock.
“You’re making me so hard that I could come in my jeans.” Colton’s lips found her earlobe, gently biting it at the same time pinching her hard nipple. His hand then slipped from her breast, down her quivering stomach, his fingertips sliding underneath the fabric of her sweat pants.
“Stop, Colton!” Vida protested.
Colton took a step backward, releasing her. It took Vida several seconds to become aware he had released her. Turning from the door, she saw that he was standing by the couch, clenching and unclenching his hands.
“I stopped this time, Vida. Next time you play me like that, I won’t.”
“I won’t. I’m not going to have sex with you, Colton,” Vida told him bluntly.
“Five more minutes and I would have had you begging me.” Colton’s cynical voice had Vida’s temper rising.
“I would never beg you, Colton. You take sex as seriously as chewing a piece of gum. You’re married, and you’re an ass.” Vida raised her fingers counting off each one of his faults.
“You’re a pain in my ass. I am not married. I told Tessa to get a divorce while I was in prison, she didn’t. It will be final in a couple of weeks.” Vida waited expectantly, but he made no excuses for being an ass.
“I’ll move back into King’s,” Vida decided out loud.
Colton looked at her as if her intelligence was in question. “You move back in with King then Briggs will tell Digger. Next time he takes you, he will get you out of town so fast there won’t be time to get you back before you’re sold to someone.”
Vida turned away, going to the closet to get her blankets and sheets. Making up the couch, she ignored him. Colton sighed and then left the room. Vida turned out the lights before lying down on the couch. Her body was sore and it finally hit her what Digger was going to do to her if Colton had not shown up. Moving restlessly on the couch, she was unable to get comfortable.
The nightmare came whenever she had an emotional upset. She had a recurrence for several nights after Sawyer’s disappearance, but it had eased off. It came back with a vengeance now.
The dream began with flashes of her playing with Sawyer and Callie, running down the halls and making everyone crazy. Then, the day gradually changed over to night in her dreams with the flames eating at her unconscious mind. She could still see herself screaming and knocking on Callie’s door, the smoke pouring out from underneath. Her mom ran frantically toward her, picking her up and running down the hallway with her. Sawyer’s mother was running in front of them, trying to escape the smoke filled hallway, her terrified eyes staring back at Vida had her crying in her sleep.
Vida felt cocooned in softness as her mother held her, rocking her gently then lifting her and carrying her to bed. She couldn’t stop crying for Callie and Sawyer’s grey eyes tormented her until she gradually managed to doze off with her mother gently stroking her hair.
Chapter Eleven
Vida tried to roll over and found herself pinned with an arm around her waist as well as a hard male body curved against her back. She stiffened, feeling a soft mattress underneath her. Trying to slide out from underneath the arm, Vida felt it tighten against her, pulling her backwards.
The arm turned her until she was lying on her back, staring up at Colton.
“Feeling better this morning?” Colton’s thumb traced her black eye and bruised cheek.
“Yes, uh... how did I end up in here?” Vida asked, confused.
“You sleep walked in here and begged to sleep with me.” Colton’s straight face stared back at her.
“I did?” Vida’s mind desperately tried to remember the night before. Colton’s laughter brought her back, seeing him grinning down at her.
“You idiot.” Vida hit him with her fists. Colton caught her hands in his then raised them above her head laying them on the pillow. Taking both her wrists into one of his, he laughed harder at her expression before becoming serious.
“You woke me up crying for Sawyer and Callie. I couldn’t get you to stop crying so I brought you in here. It took awhile, but you finally managed to go back to sleep. You don’t remember?”
Vida shook her head against the pillow. “All I remember is dreaming about the night Callie died.”
“Poor baby.” Colton’s mouth dropped to nuzzle her neck.
“Colton, you can let me up. Don’t you need to get to work?” Vida reminded him.
“In a minute.” Colton raised his head, staring down intently into her eyes.
He lowered his lips until they rested gently against hers. Vida tensed underneath him.
“Relax,” Colton murmured against her lips.
“I can’t.” Vida tried to turn her head away, but Colton took advantage of her parted lips, deepening the kiss.
His kiss went from gentle to firmly taking control as he slipped his tongue into the warm moistness of her mouth. As Colton explored her mouth, Vida gradually began to respond, pressing her lips back against his, her tongue seeking his.
His hands released hers, and at first, Vida didn’t move them then she lowered them until they lay against his shoulders, trying to decide whether to push him away or pull him closer. However, Colton’s tongue, thrusting in erotic movements, had her arms circling his neck and pulling him closer. Decision made as her fingers twined into his long hair.
Colton broke the kiss to glide towards her neck, taking detours here and there, exploring her soft flesh with nips and licks.
His chest lowered to hers, flattening her breasts against his chest. Her leg curled around his hip, pulling him against her. Colton took command, tilting her face back, his mouth returning to her lips, demanding more of a response from her. Vida almost baulked, but gave in to the pleasure of his heated kiss, becoming lost in passionate surrender.
His hand slid to her stomach and without hesitance slid inside her sweat pants. Vida felt his fingers glide through her moist cleft. Startled she tried to jerk her mouth and hips away, but Colton held her steady, his fingers not moving to enter her, only softly stroking to heighten her desire.
Vida was torn between wanting him to stop and for him to keep going. His fingers began rubbing her sensitive flesh harder, swirling the sensitive bud in a motion that had her jerking her hips, this time to follow his movements. Her leg wound around his waist harder. Small moans began to escape her mouth, which was trapped under his. Her hips wiggled closer towards his hard body that was pinning her down to the bed. A finger slightly entered her moist sheathe. Vida thought she would lose her mind at the pleasure when it sank deeper inside of her.
Colton raised his mouth from hers. Her passion glazed eyes closed at seeing the desire blazing from his eyes.
“What do you need, baby?”
“More,” she said, unable to prevent the word from escaping her mouth.
“I can give you more.” He inserted another long finger, keeping his palm pressing down on her clit. Vida began moving her hips back and forth, her hands grasping his shoulders. Her movements driving Colton’s fingers higher inside her pussy.
His mouth went to her ear. “You’re so tight. I can feel you’re a virgin, Vida, right against my fingers.” Vida felt his thumb slowly moving more seductively against her. “Have you ever let anyone play with this pretty, little pussy before?”
Vida tried to jerk her hips away, but Colton held her still with his chest and his palm pushing against her mound while his fingers kept up their torturous pumping.
“Answer my question.” Colton’s firm voice demanded an answer.
“No,” she said, trying to catch her breath.
“Your breasts? Have you let anyone suck on these pretty pink nipples?” he asked, nuzzling down into the gap her pajama top provided until he found her nipple, his tongued playing with it, turning the nub into a hardened point.
Vida moaned, wanting to stop, but also wanting more of him.
“You’re going to like this, Vida. You’re going to like this a lot.” Colton’s mouth latched onto her nipple while his fingers drove into her faster and faster.