for all the world like she was about to cry. “It’s not you. I just-” her voice trailed off again as she focused her gaze everywhere but on him. “I’m not built like most of these California girls, you know?”
For a moment, Colton’s brain went completely blank. Not built like- wait, no way. She couldn’t possibly be referring to her figure? Where the hell had she gotten the idea he wanted a skinny stick figure in his bed?
“Lita, move your arms.” Apparently sweet talk wasn’t going to work, so he needed to take charge here. He could see it, if she was just shy about getting intimate out in the open, but this was far more serious.
“Huh?” She just stared, so he moved to his knees in front of her.
“Put your hands to the side and don’t move them unless I tell you, got it?” To demonstrate his point, he helped her do as he instructed.
As soon as she had her arms to her side, he undid the tie of the cute little wrap dress she had on. God he loved the way the material just flowed open, revealing delicate lace pink undies. Damn, he loved how unabashedly feminine Lita was. His hands were literally shaking as he reached out to touch the lace on her bra, then her panties. Loving the way her flesh trembled under his touch, he cupped her breasts, squeezing just a little.
“You are beautiful,” he breathed, loving the way she gasped, moaning softly as he kneaded the fleshy mounds. She actually mewed a little when he flicked her nipples. Interesting. “Why would you think I’d want someone else?”
When she didn’t answer, he twisted her nipples through her bra. Her hips actually bucked this time. He could make out wetness gathering between her legs. Fuck, he was hard! But it was very important Lita understood it was her he wanted. When she didn't answer him, he leaned forward to take a nipple between his teeth and lightly bit down, then sucked the little nubbin until Lita was moaning, her body arching to get closer to his.
“Well? I asked you a question,” he murmured, moving to place little bites against her neck as his hands moved down between her legs.
Soaking wet. So fucking perfect. Pressing his fingers against her slit, he rubbed up and down until she was panting, then moved away, leaning back.
“There is something you want to say?” Being apart from her heat was killing him, but her thinking she was anything less than perfect was unacceptable.
“I- umm, I don’t know. Because that is what every guy here seems to want.” Lita seemed dazed, but at least she was talking now instead trying to hide whatever she was feeling. “It’s been my experience men want to date me, even be with me, but never in public. I’m always the chick they keep on the side because they’re ashamed to be with a chubby woman.”
Colton was floored by her sudden, brutal honesty. How could she not know how gorgeous she was? She was shaped like a real woman, not some kind of doll.
“Honey, I’m not a small man. I wouldn’t want some fleshy Barbie I might break.” To emphasize his point, he pinned her to the lounge chair, laying his entire body over hers. “And as for being seen with you in public, it’s not exactly what you think. But I can show you better than I can tell you.”
Using his teeth, he pushed the cups of her bra down and feasted on her bountiful breasts. He didn't have enough hands to be all the places he wanted to be. He used his fingers to rub against her cloth covered pussy as he went from one nipple to the other, working them into sharp points by sucking feverishly. He loved the way her body moved under him, straining to run herself all over him. Without lifting his mouth from her skin, he managed to get rid of the dress entirely. God, he wanted to be inside her, but he needed her to feel as sexy as he saw her. Knowing he’d be unable to stop himself if he took off his own clothes, he spent as much time as he could exploring every inch of her with his mouth. Slowly he worked his way