I
couldn't leave Colt hanging. He's such a great guy. My intention was
that Colt would end up with Shaine, but Brent won her over. That
meant Colt was still lonely. I couldn't think of a better woman to
match him up with than Suzie Graph, who appears in Undercover Lover
and A Bride for Brodie. Suzie's parents own a bar and grill where she
works as a waitress and assistant manager. Suzie's a handful, but
just the right woman for Colt -- probably better for him than Shaine.
Colt and Suzie walked onto
the deck behind the bar. At this time of night, it was fairly empty.
They found a dark corner to the right of the doors, and moved into
it, their arms around one another. Colt had to control himself so he
wasn't all over her. Suzie wasn't a slut and would take him down if
he got too friendly too fast. She was a black belt in karate. He let
her set the pace and wasn't disappointed. She grabbed him by the belt
loops, pulling him to her. Her lips were hot, full, sultry and her
breath came in little, sharp gasps.
"I
hope to hell you know what you're doing," she muttered, her lips
brushing his.
"Ain't
had no complaints—well, 'cept for Helen."
"And
she's an idiot whose opinion. . . ." She nibbled his lower lip.
"Doesn't count."
"Do
you have to close?" He groaned as she pressed her chest against
his.
"Lanie's
sick. Mom and Dad are out of town. I'm boss lady tonight."
"Damn.
. . . I'm off by five, but I have to go to the store. No food in the
place."
"I'll
bring dinner. I'll be there by five thirty, maybe before."
"Sweet.
. . ."
"Shut
up, Colt. Kiss me, dammit. I've only got fifteen more minutes."
He
barely waited for her to finish talking before he captured her mouth
with his. She tasted like strawberries and smelled like fresh summer
rain. Her hair tangled in his watch, and he worked it free as he
kissed her. Half distracted, he didn't feel where her hands were
going until they were on his chest, rubbing his nipples and tickling
his navel. He flinched away, laughing.
"Oh,
you got a good spot." He chuckled, his belly moving away
instinctively from her fingers.
"You're
ticklish?"
"Only
under the right circumstances."
"And
what are those?" she asked, her fingers continuing their
exploration.
"I
think you've got that figured out, baby," he commented, nibbling
her lip.
"My
break's almost over," she whispered as she fixed her hair and
straightened her clothing.
"Stay
another minute. It's not that busy," he begged.
Suzie's
back was against the wall of the building. Colt put his arms beside
her head, leaning forward like he was doing a pushup. His lips teased
hers, his body tantalizingly close, but not touching. Suzie grabbed
him by the shirt, flipping him around so he was the one against the
wall. Her leg went between his, lifting slightly. Her knee rubbed his
thigh agonizingly close to his testicles. With deliberate slowness,
she raised her leg so she brushed against him. Colt was afraid he was
going to cum in his pants if she didn't stop. Suzie seemed to
consider that and eased up, kissing him instead.
"You
are going to be great to play with." She giggled, biting his
lip. "We're gonna have so much fun!"
"You
make me crazy, Suzie. Completely insane. This is all I'm gonna think
about until tomorrow evening."
"Excellent.
You have a good night's sleep, Colt, honey. Cause tomorrow night,
you're gonna be busy." She patted his cheek, then let her
fingers blaze a trail from his cheek to his belt buckle. She tugged a
moment on his zipper, grinning when she got the response she was
looking for.
"Holy
God," Colt wheezed. "Oh, my God!"
"Go
home, Colt. Get some sleep. I'll see you tomorrow." She led him
back into the bar by the hand.
No
way I'm gonna get any sleep tonight, he thought as he followed
her.
© Dellani Oakes
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