Page 30 of Colin (The Doherty Mafia)
“Soon after sex?” I asked.
He didn’t reply, but I knew the answer.
“I know my place in your life, Colin. We made a silly drunken mistake, that is all. I’m not going to try and take over your life. I wouldn’t even have come with you to New York if I still had a job.”
I was lying through my teeth and my stomach hurt because of it.
Why did I hate lying to him?
How was I going to go through with my plan when I couldn’t even lie to him without falling apart? At some point, he’d go to prison if my plan worked. How was I going to survive that?
“So if you know your place here, what are you doing still fully clothed?” he asked, his eyes narrowing on me.
I shuddered when I heard the words. I shuddered with delight and desire.
I loved it when he took command of me.
So I gave him a striptease he would remember.
Colin kept his eyes on me while I stood up from the couch and slowly started taking all my clothes off.
The top came off. My jeans. My bra and panties. Until I was standing in nothing. His eyes glazed over. He put his can of beer down. His jaws were clenched tightly and the mood shifted in the room.
Neither of us cared about what happened outside these four walls. Once again, I slipped out of work-mode. I forgot who he really was.
Colin took off his shirt in a hurry.
He lunged at me like a wild animal attacking its prey. I almost fell back from the force, but he had his arms wrapped around me. I swung lightly as he kissed me, and he had no intention of letting go. His mouth opened wide over mine. His tongue pushed into my mouth. I tasted him, the beer on his breath, his desire for me…
His hands were all over me. Grabbing my ass, pushing me into him so I could feel how hard and big his cock was. He nibbled on my lower lip, then his tongue drew deep wet lines down my chin and neck.
His mouth covered my left nipple, sucking on it sloppily while he played with my right one. I lost my breath. The longer he sucked and licked my breasts, the more wet I got.
I grinded myself into him, thrusting my hips into his body.
“Colin…please…” I begged him groggily.
He was about to lift me up in his arms and probably carry me to his bed, but his phone rang first.
Colin cursed under his breath, releasing me from his arms.
“What?” he shouted into the phone. His eyes were still on me, his shoulders rising and falling.
I waited patiently, my face was flushed and I was growing impatient. We had come so close to having sex again. There was nothing else on my mind.
Colin listened to the voice on the phone. I couldn’t hear what was being said.
“He did what?” he growled. From how dark his eyes grew right then, I knew he had heard bad news.
“For fuck’s sake,” he said, ending the call.
I waited with my hands clasped together. I wanted to know what was going on.
Colin slipped his phone into the pocket of his jeans and then reached for his shirt.
“I have to go. I have to take care of something,” he said without meeting my eyes.
“Is everything okay?” I asked.
Colin was already at the door.
“You don’t have to worry your pretty little head about anything,” he said before leaving.
Colin was gone, leaving me all alone in his apartment.
I didn’t know it would happen this fast—I didn’t think I would have this opportunity so soon.
But first, I had to put some clothes on.
I hurriedly got dressed with my heart beating fast in my chest. I was in Colin Doherty’s apartment. All alone and free to do whatever I wanted.
I couldn’t believe he actually trusted me. Maybe I underestimated our relationship.
Relationship?
I almost laughed out loud at that. I wasn’t even wearing the ring. He wasn’t either. Our relationship meant nothing.
However, now was not the time to mull over pointless things.
Besides, how did it matter what our relationship meant to him? I was just about to root through all his personal stuff until I found something I could use against him.
Once dressed, and after I’d checked the windows and doors to make sure nobody was coming, I looked around all the rooms of the apartment.
I could hear my heart thumping in my ears. I was sure that if anyone else was in the apartment, they would have heard it too.
My hands shook as I pulled out drawers and went through pages and books. His underwear drawer, his medicine cabinet, under the bed and in his shoes, under rugs.
After I felt like I’d looked everywhere and found nothing, out of the corner of my eye I saw a long suit carrier hanging in his open wardrobe. It struck me as odd because Colin didn’t strike me as the kind of guy who wore suits often. If this was the only one he owned, I wanted to take a good look at it.
