his possessiveness of her. Her clit pulsed and her folds contracted, making her aware of her drenched thong.
Ariel broke the kiss and undressed herself , not caring where they stood. Colin undid his jeans and she gripped his hot cock.
“No, love. You can play later, right now I need you.” He pulled a condom out of his pocket and handed it to her.
“You know, I wonder if you always keep these handy.”
“I hadn’t until you.” Colin cupped her pussy. “You better put it on or I’ll take you without it.”
Her heart beat faster for a second. He couldn’t be serious , but she wouldn’t tempt him either. Ariel stroked his length one more time and sheathed his shaft. Unlike her, he didn’t undress. Colin lifted her, securing her legs on his waist, pressing her against the wall as he entered her with an urgent thrust. Without restraint, he drove into her hard, the heat of his cock burning her inside out. Pleasure rushed through her with every shove, making her yearn for more. This was her Colin at his rawest. Hers.
The dimmed lights in the reception hall turned his hazel eyes a darker shade. He cupped her ass, holding her tight as he plunged into her. Ariel held his lust filled gaze with the same intensity he kept hers. She slid her hands up his shoulders to the back of his neck, setting his hair free from the tie, tangling her fingers in it for support as she took him in.
Her breath mingled with his. Every movement, every pant, every moan was their own version of an erotic dance only they knew the steps to. Ariel gazed into his eyes as she let go with a cry, her muscles tightening around his cock.
Colin r ode her orgasm thrusting his shaft deeper in her. He groaned and held her tighter to him, touching his forehead to hers. Not removing his gaze from hers, he emptied himself, shuddering against her. After a moment, he brushed his lips over hers whispering, “We needed that.”
Chapter Nine
Last night, somewhere along the way Ariel broke down the steel barrier around his heart. The possibility of being with someone who cared about him played in Colin’s mind, so did the sour thought of betrayal by someone he once loved. Valerie’s disloyalty hurt and nearly sent him to jail for life. He’d have to be careful with Ariel.
Colin looked up clear blue skies. His housekeeper had set up breakfast at the veranda overlooking the pool. The warmth of the sun coursed over his skin. Today wasn’t a day to remain indoors or to let his mind wander in thoughts he rather not have.
He hadn’t counted on Logan showing up to point out the part of the contract he hadn’t yet signed. When Colin agreed to play with the Philharmonic, he didn’t bother to share his ultimate plan with everyone. He’d known Ariel wouldn’t catch he hadn’t signed everything, but not his dear friend Logan. Nothing ever made it past him. Bloody hell.
“What do you mean this is your last concert? This is your great comeback.” Logan tapped his fingers on the documents sitting on the teak table.
Colin took a drink from his chilled orange juice. “This concert will be my last performance. Not my comeback. Understand?” Colin glanced from Ariel to Logan, sitting on either side of him at the table.
“No. I don’t understand.” Logan leaned back in his chair.
Ariel touched Colin’s hand, and he curled his fingers around hers. “Logan is right. You can’t let it be your last concert.”
“What , you’re taking sides now?” He cocked his head facing her, a crease formed between his brows.
“This isn ’t about sides, Colin. This is about you doing what you know best. Taking back your life doing what makes you happy,” she said.
He let go of her hand. “You think my life before now was any good? Think again. It was superficial as shit. A fucking lie, Ariel. You think I want to go back? You have no right to tell me what makes me happy. You don’t know anything.”
Ariel stared at him. Her mouth fell open.
“Colin ,”
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