Page 33 of Out of the Shadows
“You know what would be perfect right now?”
Colt shook his head, instinctively licking his lips as if to lap up every last bit of me.
“Hot tub.”
He looked down at me with hooded eyes, and I grinned as I teasingly slid my hand under his shirt. I ran my fingernails along his happy trail down to the waistband of his briefs, and he grunted. In a flash, he grabbed me, turned me around, and marched me to my car.
“Get in. Follow me.” He waited for me to get in and buckle up. Only then did he walk back to his truck with long, quick strides. Butterflies swirled in my stomach when he glanced back at me, his eyes blazing, before getting in.
Exhilarated, my whole body tingling with anticipation, I followed him into a neighborhood not for the average college student. If I hadn’t had to live in the dorms my freshman year, my parents probably would have gotten me a place like this.
We parked in front of the big white house with the wraparound porch, and I couldn’t get out of the car fast enough.
I should have been exhausted after a long day of training, but I was energized by the prospect of time alone with Colt. A little hesitantly, he reached out for my hand again, as if he wasn’t sure if I really wanted to let him have it. I quickly intertwined our fingers and gave his hand an encouraging squeeze, and now it was him leading the way.
We entered the house, and my stomach knotted tightly with anticipation, feeding the fire in my core. Though it was dusk, it was still so warm and humid that I could see thedark spots where his shirt clung to Colt’s back. His spicy scent was faint throughout the house as I took in the layout of the large living room.
“Do you live here alone?”
“Nah, Hunter lives here too. But … well, you know how he is. Not really sociable and all, so it’s really just the two of us. Way too much room for just two people, but better than having to deal with shitty roommates.”
I hummed in agreement, and he opened the glass door to the terrace, then paused.
“Shit. You didn’t bring a bikini.”
“Well, I guess we’ll have to get creative.” My grin was wicked, my imagination filled with all the naughty things I wanted to do to him.
“Creative?” he choked out. A drop of sweat trickled down the side of his face, and he pushed the door farther open. I slunk past him and thought I felt a shiver run through his body when my bare arm brushed against him.
Nerves racked my body, but I forced myself not to back down after finally having him all to myself. Fuck the virgin jitters, this was absolutelynotthe time. This was the time to summon all the confidence and daring I possessed.
I took a deep breath, then pulled my crop top over my head while walking toward the bubbling, steaming hot tub. As I dropped my shit to the deck, Colt took a sharp intake of breath behind me, which made me smile. I guess my impromptu striptease went over well with the audience.
I hooked my thumbs into the waistband of the leggings, pushed them over my hips, then bent over to pull them off completely. Fully aware I was exposing the globes of my ass and my barely covered pussy, I slowly straightened buthesitated for a moment.Did I have the guts to take it even further?
Glancing over my shoulder, I spotted Colt still rooted to the spot in the open doorway, with sweat on his brow and a hungry glint in his eyes. His hand clenched the doorframe, showing off the veins and tendons in his thick forearm. It wasmouth-watering.
That was the final push I needed, so I mischievously said, “I’m all for equality. So I guess it’s only fair that I take off as much as you do.”
Before I could talk myself out of it, I let my bra snap open and slide down my arms. His eyes grew wide and his breathing picked up as he stared at the expanse of my bare back.
The butterflies in my stomach went crazy and my legs trembled as I turned to face him while holding my breath. His grip on the doorframe turned so tight it creaked a little between his fingers.
He was laser-focused on my face and seemed glued to the spot. I had to hand it to him, he had remarkable self-control, but I had every intention of shattering that self-controlentirely.
“Colt?”
He swallowed hard, audibly. “Yeah?”
“You can look.”
His gaze stayed locked to mine for a moment longer, then darted down to my exposed tits. My nipples hardened at the heat of his gaze, and I longed to feel his big rough hands on my skin.
“Colt?” His eyes flickered back up to my face, hazy and full of heat.
“Are you going to just keep standing there all night?”
He shook his head slowly, his gaze raking down my body, but he still didn’t move. Sauntering toward him, I swayed my hips. As I got closer, I could tell he was struggling to control his breathing. There was a fiery intensity in his gaze as his eyes roamed over my body.
