Storm on the Horizon (Fated For Love) (16 page)

Colton swallowed. He found he was at a loss for words. She was always saying the most powerful things to him, leaving him breathless and vulnerable. But she was right. He’s spent hours awake longing for her in this very bed, paced the boards of this ship with her on his mind countless times. It was here that he felt most at home, even when he
was sailing foreign oceans. Did he want to waste any more time feeling separated from her by things like other expectations? Or did he want to spend every night with her wrapped in his arms until they reached England. This cabin was theirs now, a haven against the world.

Colton said nothing as he pulled away from her and stood. He turned to the
door, locked it, and then returned to stand at the foot of the bed. He slowly began to unbutton his shirt as she watched, her frown of confusion melting into a look of absorption. He removed his shirt and slowly crawled over her as she slowly lay back until he was on all fours over her, watching her intently.

Olivia tried her hardest to remain calm.
She had never before seen him without a shirt, or any man for that matter, and was having trouble drawing breath. His skin was bronzed, his chest sparsely dusted with golden hair. It was difficult to take him all in, and at the same time, all she could think of was what it would feel like to press her bare chest to his. She felt her cheeks flood with warmth as well as the place between her legs. She never knew she could feel such things, but at Colton’s hands, she was learning a lot quickly.

“
You can touch me, if you want.” He smiled down at her.

“
Oh, I fully intend to.” She smiled back.

Colton chuckled. How like Olivia to eagerly enjoy
losing her virtue.

She tentatively touched his chest first with one hand and then the other. She explored him gently with soft strokes, and Colton eased down on top of her leaving her access to take her time. He himself was enjoying her innocent touches
, although his blood was heated to a steady simmer, he was not going to rush this moment, he wanted to saver everything. As she discovered the effect of her touching his nipples and their pebbled response, he slowly pulled up her skirt, anxious to feel her soft skin against his.

Olivia became distracted by his hands on her legs and was eager to be as equally undressed.
“Take off my dress,” she urged him.

“
In due time.”

“
Right now,” she moaned.

Colton sat back.
“There’s no way you’re going to just lay back and let me manage the reins of your seduction, are you?”

“
Absolutely not.” She sat up and began to fumble with her laces. “If I left it up to you, you’d still be throwing yourself on the sword of honor while keeping me at arm’s length.”

Colton laughed heartily
. He couldn’t help it.

Olivia scowled.
“Are you going to undress me or not?”

Colton sighed. There would never be a more impetuous virgin than Olivia. He collapsed next to her and helped her with the laces. She tugged her bodice down, wriggled her dress over her
hips, and kicked it to the floor. Colton just watched in bemusement.

“
Where are your stockings?” he asked in surprise.

“
I took them off last night while you were sleeping.”

“
You’ve been running around all morning without stockings?” The thought of her bare legs made him extremely hard.

She nodded and smiled wickedly.
“And barefoot, too.”

He groaned and pulled her to him roughly. She giggled and squirmed against him.

He grew serious and tugged at her chemise. “I’m taking this off.”

“
Aye, captain,” she said cheekily.

Colton was no longer amused. After so many
years, he finally had her curves in his hands, her body pressed up against him, and turning his skin molten. He lifted the hem slowly, revealing his treasure to his greedy eyes. It slipped over her head with a whisper and off the bed. She lay motionless beside him, now serious, too.

“
Nothing will keep us apart now, Olivia.” He looked deeply into her eyes, so vibrantly green and so trusting. He would never hurt her again, never deny her his heart, or take hers for granted. “I never asked you... I’ve loved you for so long. Will you marry me, be my wife, and mother of my children?”

Olivia smiled, her green eyes sparkling with tears of joy.
“Yes. I’ve never wanted anything else in the world as much as I want you. I love you, too.

He kissed her fiercely, taking her mouth like a conqueror, claiming his mate and possessing her thoroughly. She did the same, accepting him eagerly, and making her own demands.
She pressed herself against him, parting her legs, and wrapping them around him. He hungrily kissed her and feeling the heat of her body, sought her softness with his hand. She was already ready for him, her dewy flesh glistening with her need and aching for his touch. He touched her gently, exploring her in ways he hadn’t before and preparing her for him. She gasped when he entered her with one finger and stilled. He broke the kiss, and she met his eyes.

He watched her eyes widen as he entered her with a second finger and slowly reached deeper, stretching her. She licked her lips and kept her eyes locked on his as he began to mimic the rhythm he would use when he claimed her. She slowly closed her eyes, embracing his penetration and letting desire claim her body. She relaxed against him
, and he bent his head to her breasts. He feasted on first one, and then the other, nipping and licking until her skin was pink and her nipples standing hard. He licked his way up to her ear lobe and sucked. She sucked in her breath and moaned, her hips bucking with the rhythm of his hand.

“
Colton,” she panted.

“
This is only the beginning.” He returned to her breasts and feasted some more.

Olivia felt like her body was spinning out of control. She wanted more, wanted to do more. She didn’t want to just lay back and accept the pleasure, she wanted to participate, and she wanted to make him feel as wild as he made her feel. She boldly reached for his
waistband, running her fingers through the trail of hair leading inside his breaches. She could feel his hardness against her thigh, and she wanted to touch him. She slid her hand down the length of him, shocked and enthralled with her exploration. Growing bolder, she squeezed his length and was rewarded with a groan as he thrust against her.

“
God, Olivia, you’re going to push me over the edge.”

She smiled
. That was exactly what she wanted to do. She reached for the buttons to his breeches and undid them. He obliged her by taking over the task of removing them. She watched excitedly as he stripped them from his muscular legs, her gaze catching on the evidence of his arousal. She wasn’t aware her mouth was hanging open until she tried to lick her lips. Colton returned to the bed and stretched out beside her. He adjusted them until he could pull the blanket out from under them and they were lying further up on the bed. He covered them with the blanket and pulled her close.

“
Have I told you how beautiful you are today?” He nuzzled her neck.

“
No.” She smiled blissfully.

“
I could eat you alive. I could kiss you from the top of your curls, to these curls,” He dipped his hand between her legs and she parted her legs eagerly, “to the tips of your toes.”

“
Oh?” she said with a gasp. She wanted to do the same, and it gave her an idea.

“
Colton?”

“
Yes, my love.”

“
Can I kiss you... like you kissed me?”

He pulled back, a brow raised in question.

She let her hand wander over his erection in answer, and he closed his eyes. He looked to be in pain. “Does it hurt?” she pulled her hand back.

“
No... It feels so good I can’t stand it. Do it again.”

She smiled naughtily and did it again. He sucked in a breath when she ran her hand down his length
, and then gasped when she cupped him. Feeling powerful and bold, she pushed him onto his back and set her lips to his neck. She didn’t know how long he would let her torture him, so she wasted no time kissing her way lower, although she did pause at his nipples to lick and tease them, and then she followed the trail of hair to his groin where the object of her fascination stood proudly. She took him in her hand.

“
Wait. Turn sideways so I can reach you. I have to touch you.” He pulled at her hips until she was perpendicular to his body and his hand slipped between her legs.

Olivia couldn’t stop a moan when his fingers slipped inside her again. She took him in her hands again, and remembering how he had kissed and lick her most sensitive flesh, she did the same to him. She ran her tongue down the length of him
, and then kissed her way to the top. Experimenting, she took him into her mouth, and he growled. She smiled and repeated the motion. He started moving beneath her, thrusting in time with the rhythm of her mouth on him and matched it with his fingers.

It was getting hard to concentrate. Her body had that building urge again, the one that made her restless and frustrated.

“Olivia,” Colton ground out. He was panting hard, and his control was quickly slipping away from him. She was so wet, and so hot. Her mouth was too, but he wanted nothing more than to bury himself inside her and feel her climaxing around him. He wasn’t going to last much longer.

“
I need to be inside you,” he said desperately.

Olivia reluctantly let go of him as Colton moved her beneath him. He spread her legs, tenderly parting them and moving each knee high before settling in between. Her slick heat scorched him
, and he groaned in anticipation of sinking into her.

“
Are you ready?”

“
Yes,” she panted. She was ready, and scared, and excited, and so many other emotions, too.

She felt the head of his erection press into her
, and she tried to relax. He entered her slowly, stretching her in a way she had never felt and filling her.

He stopped when he met resistance and locked eyes with her.
“This may hurt.”

She nodded, too caught up in sensation to speak.

He pressed forward, careful and slow, and firmly. He stopped and pulled back, feeling her slickness on him and using it to tease her body into relaxing. He put a hand on the hood of her sex and played with the sensitive nubbin. She relaxed, and her hips opened a little further. He continued to thrust gently only halfway entering her and pulling out. She began to pant again and her hips moved against him in answer to his. Pulling out almost all the way, he thrust hard until he was buried inside her, breaking through her maiden head quickly and thoroughly.

“
Oh!” she cried, more reflexively than out of real pain. It hurt, but it was more of an irritated sting. She pushed past it as he continued to thrust and focused on the pleasurable friction.

Colton leaned down and caught her lips. He took her mouth and kissed her until she was breathless and moaning. He could feel her legs tensing, her body building in tension for release. He thrust
harder, grinding his hips against the part of her he knew would push her over the edge.

“
Come on, Livie,” he begged. He was quickly reaching his peak, and he couldn’t go without her.

She answered him with a moan. Gasping his name and digging her nails into his shoulders as she worked her hips against his thrusts, pushing herself to completion.

She cried out, burying her face in his neck, her nails biting into his skin. He groaned, deep and guttural, and followed her. He thrust one last time, and then collapsed on her. He could feel the spasms of her release around him, prolonging his own climax.

Together they lay, the silence broken only by their breathing, their limbs
tangled together like ivy.

Olivia dozed into the afternoon. She woke when Colton kissed her and left her to see to his duties
, urging her to keep sleeping. Her body felt heavy with pleasurable fatigue, her lips plump from kisses and her skin deliciously smooth against the blanket, probably because she was wickedly naked. She did wake and dress shortly after Colton left. After all, she had an unruly patient to check on. She peeked in on Devon and found him still asleep. She figured that was good, but then again, she had no experience with something of this nature to reference. She returned to the cabin and made up the bed, unable to keep a smile from her lips, and a blush from her cheeks as she remembered their love making. It was unbelievable, indescribable, and totally titillating to think of all that they had shared not long ago. She felt as though she was walking on clouds and in danger of never coming down.

That’s when Devon woke.

She heard cursing and thumping, and more cursing by the time she reached his door. Timms was approaching at the same time.