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  Just as she reached for the doorknob, it opened to reveal a devastatingly handsome Colton. Dressed in a transparent white shirt that lay open, exposed the firm muscles of his six-pack. His hands in the pockets of light gray sweatpants couldn’t hide the enormous bulge that made Nishani’s toes curl. His wet hair usually slicked back, fell to his brow in a sexy mess giving him a boyish charm, although the look on his face had her biting her lip in trepidation. A storm on the horizon. The stunt she’d pulled outside was plain down mischievous. Something told her he wasn’t about to let her get away with her continued insolence. Those were her last thoughts.

  He grabbed her around the waist and pulled her inside. Closing the door, he held her firmly against it. “Want to see what this cock can do?”

  Not giving her a chance to respond, his head lowered and captured her mouth in a bruising kiss. Although she gasped at the onslaught, there was no pain. Only greed—pure raw hunger swept through her obliterating everything in its wake. Dropping her sandals, Nishani moaned. Arousal, hot and heavy, soaked her panties. She raised her arms and threaded her fingers through his hair, ravenously drinking what he offered. The simmering heat from last night intensified, the tension rising inside her once more. God, she wanted him—needed him. His erection against the soft material of his pants pushed into her lower belly, disclosing just how much he wanted her—revealing the weakness of his usual control. The low growl deep in his throat sealed the deal.

  He cupped her breast and rubbed a thumb across the nipple, straining against her dress. When he lifted her, Nishani wrapped her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist. His hand tucked under her thighs; his lips nibbled on her neck. He carried her through to the ornate dining room. “Out,” he barked at his two men at the table.

  Nishani blushed as Brody and James grabbed their drinks and shot out the door. Kicking a chair aside, Colton sat her down on the smooth marble table. For just a second, he stood looking at her, then stepped between her parted legs.

  “The door is open,” it was barely a whisper as his nearness surrounded her in its warmth.

  “And I care, why?” was all he said before he captured her mouth once more. There was something so wrong, so dirty about those words. Maybe it was the thought of someone seeing them that made her body flush. The notion she should stop him and close the door sprang to mind for just a second. Then his exploring tongue seized her senses. Yanking down the strap of her dress, he leaned forward and gripped a nipple between his teeth. He bit down hard until the lines blurred between pain and pleasure. When she cried out, he immediately soothed the tight bud with soft sucking motions.

  She caressed his hard-on. He stilled her hands and groaned harshly against her mouth. “No.” He stroked her thighs before pushing up her dress then lowered the front of his tracks. His cock, hard and thick, spilled out.

  She dropped her gaze. “Oh, wow, that looks lethal.” Seemed liked the pool had hidden the actual size last night.

  “It’s been known to break a few hearts.” The sly curve of his lips told her he wasn’t lying. Nishani reached out a hand to touch him. “No. Foreplay is over,” he muttered, and she smiled, just as eager.

  Cupping her butt, he glided her to the edge of the table and pushed aside her lacy panties. She groaned at the brush of his fingers against her heated skin. While his lips claimed hers, he nudged her pussy with just the tip of his head.

  Impatient, Nishani broke the kiss. “Stop toying with me.” He merely grinned and rolled the head once more through her folds. She couldn’t hold back the moan.

  “Is that what you want?”

  “No.” She shook her head. At his cocked brow, she licked her lips. “I want you buried balls deep in me that it makes me cry when I come.”

  His eyes flared in surprise for just a moment; then it was gone. “Careful what you wish for, sweetheart. Don’t bite off more than you can chew.”

  “And I haven’t even started eating yet.” Her gaze dropped to his cock.

  Colton slid her off the table and turned her away from him. Without a word, he bent her over with her tummy flat against the smooth surface. He spread her legs and pushed up her dress. With the flick of his wrist, he tore off her thong. Nishani grinned. So much for underwear.

  The head of his cock rolled along her entrance as he leaned over her body. “You won’t forget what I feel like inside you,” his throaty words skimmed over her ears.

  Voracious, she frowned at him over her shoulder. “Would you just fuck me already?” Even as the words left her mouth, something told her she shouldn’t have demanded anything of him.

  He cursed. Nishani gasped when he gripped her hips, turned her around, and set her down on the table. Before she grasped his intention, his tongue slipped inside her pussy. Her thoughts dissolved as her mind went numb with shock. Colton dragged her to the edge, licked, sucked and tugged at her clit with his tongue and teeth. He ate her as though his life depended on it.

  “Colton,” Nishani panted. Her hips bucked. His hands shifted, one pinned her thigh to keep her open while the other cupped her ass, squeezing tight. She couldn’t think. Pleasure ricocheted through her body. He gave her no chance to grasp the indulgence before her climax tore through her body like a tornado. Fierce, untamed, and insensitive to its destructive force, her body shook.

  Expecting him to stop, she moaned when he continued licking. Nishani locked her legs around his head, body arcing when he thrust one, then a second finger into her soaked pussy, prompting a pleasure so intense her thoughts stalled, and her body shuddered. God, the man was talented. When she couldn’t take it anymore, she tugged on his hair, trying to get his mouth away from her. He groaned but didn’t budge, swallowing as he lapped up her juices.

  “Oh, God,” she panted, her body trembling.

  “Not God, sweetheart. Colton,” he mumbled against her slit.

  Even if Nishani had a feisty comeback, it spluttered away as he resumed eating her out. “Please.”

  He ignored her protest and palmed her breast. Bucking, Nishani flopped back in a pathetic heap on the tabletop. His fingers curled inside her, stroking with an intensity she couldn’t fathom. Warmth spiraled once more. Colton sucked her clit between his teeth and bit down just hard enough to send a jolt of desire laced with a hint of pain through her body. She attempted to push him away, but his hand left her breast and locked her hands in a tight grip. Her body thrashed, unable to defend herself against him teasing her oversensitive nerves.

  “P-please, Colt—” she cried. Another climax pierced through every fiber. She exploded, quivering as he controlled her like a puppet master. Her body barely had time to register the heavy dose of fervor Colton unleashed when he leaned her, tummy down, over the table once more. Spent, she needed a breather. “Please.” Her protest feeble, she didn’t miss the chuckle as the sudden ripping of a foil packet, filled the air. A second later and in one fluid motion, he gripped her hips and drove into her to the hilt. Shocked, Nishani gulped.

  “I’m going to fuck you like you’ve been begging me to,” Colton’s grunt followed with a hard slap to her ass.

  “Fuck.” She jerked against the sting loving the reverberation it created, more so the vibration it sparked around his cock.

  His first thrust was hard and deep. Nishani’s breathing stuttered for just a moment, and he stilled his movements. God, the man was well endowed, stretching her to the point of pain. And despite the two blazing orgasms he just delivered, she wanted this—wanted him. She tightened around him, and Colton moaned, taking it as an invitation to continue. Instead of slamming into her, he slowly inched his way inside, rotating his cock each time he entered, making her insane with greed.

  “Harder.” Nishani couldn’t stop her yelp even if she wanted to—shockingly, another orgasm stirred. Colton didn’t comply. He pulled out and, with slow defined strokes, rubbed the head from her clit to the puckered ring of her ass. A charge of pleasure shot through her. “Holy fuck,” was all she managed. He slid i
nside her drenched pussy again, then dragged his cock back toward her ass once more and slowly circled the tightness with her own slickness. Nishani jerked her hips, but he nudged the head against the forbidden hole with slight pressure. She tensed.

  He leaned over and nipped her shoulder. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ll make you beg for this.”

  As her body shuddered with the soft threat, he gripped her hair and slammed back into her. With each thrust, his hold on her hair tightened until her neck stretched back to a point where she read the intense concentration on his face. He leaned over, kissing her with deliberate slowness. The sensuality of the upside-down kiss contradicted the hard crash of his cock each time he withdrew and pushed past her swollen pussy lips. Nishani’s orgasm grew with an avaricious speed she wasn’t expecting. Then he released her mouth, grasped her hip with one hand while the other slid around to her clit.

  “Come for me, Nishi,” he demanded, his breathing rapid and harsh.

  Despite the desire to tell him she’d just done so, her body sang a different tune. With each jolt of his cock forward, his fingers pinched and rubbed her swollen clit. Unconsciously, her hips bucked, but his tight clasp kept her in place. She couldn’t escape the onslaught of his gorgeous cock and magic fingers.

  “Oh, God, Colton,” she cried out. Tears blurred her vision, and her entire body convulsed in ecstasy. Her pussy clamped down on his cock as she climaxed.

  “Fuck,” he cursed as he came, filling her hard and fast.

  Exhausted, Nishani slumped over the table, her breathing erratic, her body a quivering mess. Colton’s hands lay flat on the table on either side of her, his breath just as ragged. Damn, the man fucked her to tears. She didn’t have the energy to move, let alone breathe. But she’d learned two lessons. Never demand anything of him, and yes, like he said, be careful what you wish for around him. When he finally slid his cock out of her, she moaned. She wasn’t sure how, but the unexpected warmth of his chest against her cheek made her sigh. Her body content and light as a feather, she floated.

  Chapter Seventeen

  “NO,” NISHANI MUTTERED and turned away to sit on her bed.

  “What do you mean, no?” Rex stood at her door.

  He’d just asked her to accompany him to a cocktail party the following evening. They were celebrating the anniversary of the extension to the men’s club Colton owned. Rex was surprised at her lack of excitement to attend. She didn’t blame him. Usually, when he mentioned he was going out, she’d nag until he agreed to take her with him.

  The truth—Colton would be there. After he fucked her almost four weeks ago, she was surprised when she woke later that evening to find herself in her bed cuddled under the blanket. Nishani wasn’t sure what she expected of the man. But, avoiding her wasn’t on the cards. Houdini himself probably raised Colton; he was so good at disappearing. While she wasn’t one to marvel on the aftereffects of a lover, it took a lot to suck it up and act like his ignorance didn’t affect her. Only, it did, and he was right. Colton Black might be the most arrogant dickhead she’d ever met, but he sure as hell knew how to fuck a woman, and her body remembered him all too well. She had no one to blame but herself since it was her idea to pursue the man. He’d merely reciprocated her advances. Still, she caught him staring at her ass or breasts the few occasions they bumped into each other. Then his signature scowl appeared, making her think she imagined the whole damn thing.

  “Nishi?”

  God, when did I become the blabbering infatuated type? She glanced up. Rex watched her intently. “I’m not in the mood.”

  “It’s Colton, isn’t it. C’mon spill. What did my big, bad brother, do now?”

  Nishani laughed at his look of brotherly concern and moved up to sit against her headboard. “Nothing.”

  He dropped to the bed next to her and pulled her into his arms. “I’m not leaving until you tell me what’s bugging you.”

  She squirmed to get out of his hold, but his grip was way too secure. With a sigh, she relented and rested her head on his shoulder. “Colton and I—”

  “Fucked?” Rex leaned back to look at her face. “Judging by that blush, I’ll take that as a yes.” He chuckled, twisted his body, and rested his head in her lap. “And when did this so-called event take place?”

  She laughed at his choice of words. “That afternoon, I wet him with the hose.”

  “Seriously? Where was I?”

  “In the shower.”

  “Okay, if you guys did it already, what’s the issue? And don’t tell me its nothing.” He tugged on a lock of her hair.

  Nishani studied the handsome man lying in her lap and, for one stupid moment, wondered what it would feel like to be looking down at Colton instead. She shrugged. “I haven’t seen him since—he’s avoiding me.” Her gaze drifted to the ceiling. She stared. “I date. Well, I went out on a couple of dates. And each one was screwed up than the one before. Either I punched the guy in the mouth for trying to kiss me or kicked him in the balls for putting his hand up my skirt.” Nishani glanced back down at him. “What the hell is wrong with me?”

  Rex shook his head, and playfully punched her chin. “Hey, don’t be so hard on yourself. If you can only see what I see, then you—”

  “What do you see, Rex?” She was curious. This sort of brotherly relationship was a completely new experience. She’d never been this expressive with anyone, ever. Silence was her best friend.

  “You don’t take any crap. You’re smart, funny, and you’re easy to talk to. So, there’s nothing wrong with you.”

  “Then why do I feel the opposite? Why the hell am I so drawn to him?” She groaned. “Colton’s way too condescending, yet unbelievably sexy, and he drives me insane. For the first time, I feel alive, like sex means something more than a ‘let’s just get this over with,’ and way too intense. You know, a couple of months ago, if someone told me that I’d be sitting here lamenting a man, I would’ve probably slapped the shit out of them. Yet...” She shrugged. “Am I that easy to ignore?”

  Rex heaved a lengthy sigh. “Nish, my brother isn’t the emotional type. I get the feeling you’ve hit a nerve. He’s probably finding it hard to adjust. Added to the fact that you’re not the typical submissive woman he’s used to—”

  “Rex.”

  Nishani and Rex glanced at the door. Talk about the devil. Colton stood on the threshold, his face a mask of undisguised fury. Nishani doubted she’d seen him this angry. Something or someone had him pissed. He walked away without a word.

  Rex jumped off the bed. “I’ll see you just now, and I’m not taking no for an answer.” Then he was gone.

  She stared at the door for a full minute. Everything, since she woke from the coma, was different to what she’d experienced over the past eleven years. Memories of the last two might be missing, yet nothing exposed her to this level of comfort since her kidnapping. Before then, she had loving parents, a sister, and a life with school and friends.

  Now, Rex and Maria gave her that feeling of belonging to a family—a sense of normality. And in some indescribable way, Colton as well. Only, she’d messed everything up with her intent to seduce the man, and Colton beat her to the draw. He flipped her role from seducer to the seduced—thinking about him inside her, goosebumped her skin. Boy, did the man know how to pleasure a woman? Frankly, she wanted him, over and over. Once, it seemed, wasn’t enough.

  Nishani looked up as Rex returned. “Ready to party, babe?” She shook her head. He uttered an impatient snort. “Piece of advice, Nish. Take this situation by the balls and run with it. If you let Colton see his withdrawal has affected you, it would just make him stay away. The more you ignore him, the more he’ll want you. Trust me, I’m a guy and his brother, you’re not going to get any better advice. So?” He patiently waited for her answer.

  Nishani laughed, loving him even more. “Yes.”

  “Good. Now go find something that’s going to make the Black Lord drool at the mouth and everywhere else.” Rex winked
and left the room.

  Smiling, Nishani slid off her bed and walked to her cupboard. She stared at an outfit. The teal and silver two-piece she’d added to her shopping basket on a whim just found a reason to exist. Perfect.

  “YOU’D HAVE TO AGREE that...” Colton trailed off. Jake and Steven’s attention had shifted. They stared at the entrance, mouths agape. He turned and followed their gazes. His heart did an involuntary somersault at the vision of exquisiteness that captured the men’s attention and, no doubt, the rest of the room.

  Dressed in a teal and silver bikini styled top that hugged her sensual curves, a flowing skirt heightened by two slits running from her thighs to ankles, her hair swept up into a tight, elegant bun, Nishani appeared the perfection of beauty. Jesus Christ. His gaze dropped to her diamond filled belly button. His cock sprang to attention. God, the woman, had some inexplicable effect on him.

  Fucking her that afternoon, she’d soaked him with the garden hose was one of the rashest decisions he’d made. His body and cock, however, disagreed. Every thrust, every kiss, every touch left him wanting more. He blamed her sassy mouth for his lack of control. She’d challenged him one too many times, and it was time to let her know who ruled. Only, for once, he’d felt guilty for taking a woman so hard. If it hadn’t been for her soft moans of contentment when he carried her to her bed later, he would’ve believed he’d fucked her unconscious. And while he tried to stay away, his effort was beginning to wane.

  Colton took a deep breath to focus and stared at Nishi. The blue-black eye shadow, thick and shimmering, enhanced the blue of her eyes as she sought out Rex with a dimpled smile. His brother moved forward, took her hand, and escorted her down the short flight of stairs. Brittany, Colton noticed, headed in his direction, her face the epitome of irritation. She was probably annoyed that another woman had stolen the limelight. He grinned. She neared him and stopped, her mouth stuck in a disgruntled pout.