Page 4 of Masters of the Game: Colton

The man was way too sexy and masculine for his own good.

With a tush that was truly a work of art, a muscular chest, and broad shoulders, he was definitely a man worthy of all the fantasies she’d had about him.

There was just something about him that lit her up every time she saw him.

Every cell within her would come alive. No other man had ever had that effect on her.

She wasn’t sure he would have suggested they spend the night together if she hadn’t made the first move.

His distaste of one-night stands was common knowledge.

Unfortunately, that was all she could handle right now.

And hopefully, he’d understood. Since he’d made these arrangements anyway, she could only assume she would be an exception to his ‘no one-nighters’ rule.

She had changed into what the girl in an erotic apparel shop had called a “fuck-me” outfit, right down to the stilettos on her feet.

She had been shopping with Monica, who’d been looking for an outfit to wow Landon on their wedding night, when they’d come across the shop.

Her sister had bought several outfits and had talked Kelly into buying this one.

Monica, who knew of her infatuation with Colton, had also been the one to suggest that she bring it this weekend, just in case, since Colton’s response to the RSVP hadn’t indicated a plus-one.

She smiled when she thought of the sister she adored--the same one who, up until a year ago, had been anti-sex because her two experiences hadn’t been good ones.

However, since meeting and falling in love with Landon, Monica had transformed into a high-level sexual being.

For the past year or so, Kelly had lived vicariously through her younger sister and was ready to try out a few of those bedroom positions Monica had told her about.

Her heart stopped beating when she heard the sound of someone at the hotel room door. It had to be Colton. She walked over, making sure that she, and this outfit, would be the first things he saw when he entered the room.

**

When Colton opened the door and saw Kelly standing there, a jolt of sexual need rocked him to the bone. What the hell was she wearing? Whatever it was, it had certainly pushed his libido into overdrive. Was it even legal to wear something like that, even in the privacy of one’s own bedroom?

He leaned against the closed door, trying to regain his control.

It was hard. As hard as he felt his body getting.

There were just some things a man couldn’t control, and getting floored at the sight of a desirable woman was one of them.

He drew in a deep breath, determined to maintain his composure, but when he breathed in her luscious, erotic, and sensual scent, he felt weak in the knees.

“Hello, Colton.”

Why did her voice have to sound so sexy? So, take-me-now arousing? Suddenly, all he wanted to do was thrust hard into her wet heat, ride her hard, then join her in a mind-blowing orgasm.

He needed to get control of the situation but found it almost impossible.

Standing before him was a temptress with a pair of the most gorgeous legs ever made.

And those stilettos had to be at least six inches high.

How in the hell could she even walk in them?

Then again, she wasn’t walking. She was standing in the middle of the floor looking like a woman who wanted to be taken tonight.

Long and hard. How could he walk away from this? From her?

“Colton, are you okay?”

He was pretty damned sure she could tell he was okay, if his erection was anything to go by. After drawing in a deep breath, he found his voice to answer. “Yes, but we need to talk, Kelly.”

Colton saw the look of confusion in her gaze.

Clearly, talking was the last thing she’d thought they would be doing.

Then he watched understanding settle on her features.

“I know some men like to get the issue of birth control out of the way first,” she said.

“I understand. Although I haven’t been sexually active for almost four years, I take periodic injections. ”

He blinked. Did she just say she hadn’t had sex in nearly four years?

Damn. She must have seen the confusion in his face because she quickly added, “I didn’t have time for any involvements.

There’s been too much school work over the past three-plus years.

But I don’t think I’ve forgotten anything from my previous two times, so don’t worry about getting a rookie in bed.

And I’m definitely into trying something new.

In fact, there are several positions I’ve heard about that I’m dying to try out. ”

Colton’s breath caught in his throat. In twenty-seven years, she’d only had two sexual encounters? Finding his voice again, he said, “The issue of birth control or your experience in the bedroom isn’t what we need to talk about.”

“Then what is it?”

“Let’s sit on that sofa over there,” he suggested, moving away from the door. When she sat beside him, it was almost too close for his comfort. “I made a decision about tonight,” he said.

She tilted her head and pursed her delectable-looking lips. “What kind of decision, Colton?”

“As to whether I can break my rule of never indulging in one-night stands. I’m the type of man who usually wants more.”

She stood and glared down at him. Even when he knew she was upset, there was no mistaking that flare of desire in the depths of her beautiful eyes.

“I explained to you that I can’t do any more than one night.

I’m the type who gives all my attention, all my focus, to one thing at a time.

I don’t multi-task well. I tried doing that in my last serious relationship and failed miserably.

Tonight, all I want to think about is how good we can feel together.

But tonight is all I have to give you, Colton.

Next week and for however long it takes, I have to focus on getting my business off the ground and making it a success.

The last thing I need at this time in my life is a relationship. ”

Colton held her gaze. A part of him wanted to just say the hell with it, and give her what she wanted--what they both wanted. One incredible night of mind-blowing sex. However, he knew if he were to make love to her, his life would never be the same. And he wasn’t sure he could take that.

When he stood, she didn’t take a step back, which brought their bodies into contact--his fully clothed one, to her almost naked one. They were at an impasse, and they both knew it. He wanted more, and she wanted less.

“So, what will it be, Colton?” she asked, giving him a look that clearly said she couldn’t believe they were even having this conversation.

He reached up and gently took her chin in his hand.

The temptation to lean down and take her mouth--long and hard—was almost overwhelming.

But all he had to do was think back to his one and only one-night stand, back in college, to strengthen his resolve.

He had fully expected that night to lead somewhere…

but it hadn’t. It had left him feeling hollow and empty.

However, Colton had a more important reason for his decision tonight, one he was about to give her now. “You deserve more, Kelly. More than to be tossed aside when the night is over.”

“Excuse me?”

He was certain she heard him, but she evidently wanted him to repeat what he said. “I said, you deserve more.”

The glare in her eyes deepened. “What right do you have to tell me what I deserve. I deserve whatever I want. And I want you! But I’m not about to beg a man to make love to me if he doesn’t want to.”

He frowned. “I didn’t say that I didn’t want to make love to you. Because I do.”

“Then what’s stopping you?”

“You’re stopping me, Kelly. I won’t treat you like that. You deserve more…with me, or any man.”

“But that’s all I want,” she snapped. “I told you that I don’t have time for more.”

“Then, I’m not your man. Because if I was, you’d want more,” he said.

Knowing he had to leave before he did something he’d regret…

like sweep her in his arms, take her to the bedroom, remove that barely-there outfit, and make love to her, he said, “This suite is yours to enjoy for the rest of the weekend, Kelly. Order whatever incidentals you desire. Stay an additional day if you like.” He placed a business card on the table.

“And here’s the number to call for the private car service when you’re ready to leave. ”

And then he walked out the door.