Dare to Resist (Wedding Dare, #0.5)(23)

Colton’s heart thundered in his chest. “In a good way, I hope?”

“In the best way,” she whispered.

“Then it all comes down to this. What do you want, Kady?”





Chapter Six


Kady’s heart was beating so hard and so fast that she was dizzy and breathless. Or maybe that was from Colton covering her mouth with his hand as he slammed her up against the wall. Holy crap, but she’d never gotten so wet so fast in her entire life.

Self-preservation kept trying to say this couldn’t be happening. She couldn’t be finding out that the man of her dreams—literally—had finally decided he wanted her and he was ready to follow through and truly give them a chance and he was totally into the same kinky stuff she was. It was like the rarest alignment of the planets happening right when she needed it most.

“You,” she said, answering his question. “I want you. I’ve wanted you since I was old enough to have those kinds of feelings.”

He tilted his hips into her belly, grinding his cock against her. That her desire turned him on was just a freaking thrill. “The rough sex. You understand that’s not a game for me? It’s not something I turn on and off? It’s just how I am? You understand all that?”

Kady was shaking so hard she suspected the press of Colton’s body against hers was more responsible for holding her upright than her own legs. “Yes, I understand.”

“Anything you don’t want or don’t like?” he asked, his mouth nearly touching hers.

She needed to kiss him so bad. She tipped her mouth to his.

His hand caught her jaw in a steel grip, his fingers pressing into her cheek and neck, the pressure of his thumb forcing her mouth open. “Answer me, Kady. It’s important.”

Thank God, this moment wasn’t the first time she’d ever thought about his question. From so much reading and some occasional porn viewing, Kady felt like she had a pretty good handle on what turned her on and off. “I don’t want to be hit in the face. I don’t want anything that will leave a mark somewhere clothing couldn’t hide.” His lips caressed the corner of her mouth, her cheek, the soft spot in front of her ear. Kady shuddered. “I don’t want anything that could permanently damage my skin.”

“Good, good. Anything else?” he asked, his lips pressed right against her ear. His tongue snaked out to lick and tease her there.

“Not that I know of, but can I say if I don’t like something?”

He reared back and looked her in the eye, his expression serious. “Always. In fact, I have to demand it. Never let yourself be physically harmed or emotionally distressed.”

Kady nodded, reassured by the way he was trying to learn about her and absolutely amazed that this was Colton she was talking to. She’d always known he was bossy and sometimes controlling, but she never would’ve guessed in a million years that this man lay beneath the surface of the one she’d known all these years. Then again, he hadn’t known it about her, either.

“How about…hair pulling?” he asked, his hand sliding into her hair and loosely grabbing a fistful.

The spike in her pulse answered first. “Yes.”

His fist tightened and yanked her head backward, opening her neck to his lips. Kady moaned.

“Spanking?” he asked, his other hand roughly sliding down her body until his hand landed on her ass.

“Yes,” she rasped.

He squeezed and kneaded at her cheeks through her skirt. “Deep-throating?”

The face-f*cking scene from her book came immediately to mind. “Yes.” She pressed her lips to his ear this time. “I have a very tolerant gag reflex.”

“Jesus,” he bit out. “Being restrained?”

“Please,” she said, trembling with need against him and remembering the way he’d pinned her hands above her head all those years ago. His hand pulled her hair harder, bowing her whole body, allowing him to kiss and lick and nibble down her throat to her chest.

“How about my hands on your neck?” He lightly bit the side of her neck, causing chills to break out all over her body.

This one was harder to admit, but reading about it or seeing it done always made her body crazy. “I want to try it,” she said.

“We’ll go slow,” he said. “Last one. How ’bout anal play?”

This totally fascinated her, too, but she was more scared of it. “Maybe. It scares me.”

“Okay,” he said with a nod. “And I’m really f*cking proud of you for being so open with me.” His eyes found hers and Kady melted at the arousal and affection she saw there.

Finally, he kissed her. Using his grip on her hair to guide her position, he grasped her jaw with his other hand and absolutely devoured her in a breath-stealing, bone-melting, soul-stirring kiss. Kady whimpered and moaned and clawed at his hair to try to pull him closer. She was possibly as close to an orgasm as she’d ever been without any stimulation to her clit.

Colton ground his cock against her belly until Kady was literally panting and dripping for him. Her panties were uncomfortably damp between her legs. When he abruptly broke off the kiss, she whined.

He grinned darkly. “Just one other thing. We need words. A slow-down word in case you need me to back off. And a safe word that will stop everything. I propose ‘sunshine’ for the safe word. What do you think?”