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“I don’t believe in ghosts, Ms. Lottie. Colt’s being dumb. Listen—I’m fixing to head out to order the floor tile. Did you need anything special?”
“No, dear. I wanted to check on you and make sure you’re all settled in. That’s all.”
“Yep, we’re good, Ms. Lottie. Thank you.” I smile at the older woman and she bobs her silver head.
“I’ll let Dottie know. She was worried about the two of you, but I see you’re getting along just fine.”
“We sure are, Ms. Lottie,” Colt says, his voice smooth as Tennessee whiskey.
To prove just how great we’re getting on, he throws a meaty hand around my shoulder and pulls me in close to his body. Squeezing me up against him, his masculine scent assaults me and I’m lightheaded.
“That’s super. I’ll tell my sister she has nothing to worry about. Colt, you take good care of Trixie here. She sure could use a strong, young man like you—even if she won’t admit it.” Ms. Lottie shoots Colt an exaggerated wink and I about choke on my saliva.
Colt grins at Ms. Lottie, then at me. “Don’t you worry, Ms. Lottie. I will most certainly take good care of Trixie. Promise.”
My stupid heart flutters, a flood of wetness pooling in my panties as I flash back to how good Colt was taking care of me in the tiny bathroom a few minutes ago.
Too good of care.
Ms. Lottie reaches out, patting Colt’s cheek. “Such a good boy.” She gazes at him with adoration before waving at us both. “Have a great day, kids.”
I hold my breath as she totters out of the shop, turning right and cruising on down the street.
“Really, Colt? You’re gonna take good care of me? C’mon…”
He swivels his head, locking his eyes on mine. “Did I or did I not take good care of you earlier?”
My entire body flushes, remembering Colt’s hot tongue running down my neck, lapping at my breasts, sucking my nipple.
“It was okay.” I shrug, feigning indifference.
He grips my hips, pulling me up against him. “Didn’t your parents teach you not to lie? It’s one of the Ten Commandments, you know.”
“Who says I’m lying?” I arch a brow.
Colt slips his hand up my shorts, easing my panties to the side and stroking through my wetness.
“Your pussy.”
Well, shit. Busted.
“Fine. You’re a good kisser…” My voice trails off as I stare up at him, his eyes darkening.
“And…”
“And I liked that thing you did with your tongue.”
“You mean this?” He bends down, the tip of his tongue warm on my neck as he gently laps at the skin, nipping.
“Mmm….” A soft moan vibrates deep in my throat and my eyes flutter closed. I could definitely get lost in his touch for an afternoon.
His hand still in my panties, Colt swirls my clit with his thumb and my muscles relax. I liquefy under his touch, and it’s a sweet, sweet surrender. He applies pressure directly to the center, jolts of electricity shooting down my legs. My entire body quivers for him, my hands wrapping around his biceps to steady myself.
He keeps pressing, then easing up, then pressing again, teasing me and taking me right to the edge. Black-and-white spots float in my peripheral vision and my muscles clench.
Abruptly, he stops and slips his hand out of my shorts. My eyes fly open, my breathing ragged.
“What? Why’d you stop?” My voice is thin, needy.
