One Special Moment - Brenda Jackson [60]
James frowned and looked at her with a bemused expression on his face. “Why wouldn’t I believe him, Colby? Is there any particular reason why I shouldn’t?”
Colby tinted. She had almost given something away. “No, of course not. I’m just surprised he would admit something like that to you, that’s all.”
“Well, he did admit it. And although I still have reservations about him being a lot older than you, I have to admit he’s doing everything in his power to look out for your welfare, and I like that. I really was prepared not to like him.”
Colby nodded knowing that was an understatement. At that moment the phone rang and James picked it up.
“Hello.” His smile widened.
“You were just being discussed, Sterling.” James laughed. “Yes, she’s here.” James nodded. “Sure, hold on.” He handed Colby the phone, got up from behind the desk and walked out the room, quietly closing the door behind him.
Colby scooted into the seat James had just vacated. Excitement rushed through her veins. She wouldn’t fuss, she wouldn’t complain, and with heaven’s help, she wouldn’t let him know she’d been upset that he hadn’t called. She took a deep breath, and with a calm, controlled, and impersonal voice she said, “Yes, Sterling? What can I do for you?”
“I miss you and you can let me make love to you over the phone. Is that possible?” he asked huskily.
Colby closed her eyes and took another deep breath. Her calm, controlled and impersonal manner went flying out the window with Sterling’s words. She wanted to cry, she missed him so. He could say some of the most unexpected things at times.
“Is it?” he asked in a deeper, huskier voice.
“Is it what?” she managed to somehow choke out.
“Possible for us to make love over the phone?”
Colby tightened the phone cord around her hand. “I don’t think so.”
“Can I try it?” he asked, crooning smoothly in her ear.
She hesitated briefly before saying, “Yes.” A huge lump formed in her throat.
“Is James still there?”
“No, he’s left the room.”
“What about Cynthia?”
“She’s upstairs taking a nap.”
“All right. We’ll pretend it’s the day after our wedding. That will make it proper, won’t it?”
Colby couldn’t help but smile. “Yes.”
“Then just imagine it’s the day after our wedding night. I made love to you all night and it’s morning. I want to make love to you again. Is that all right?”
Colby could barely get a response out. “Yes.”
“Good, because this is what I’m going to do. Now close your eyes and listen very closely.”
In a voice that was light, soft and more sexy than any voice had a right to be, Sterling told her in explicit detail just what he was going to do to her. Colby’s body became heated and aroused. Her breathing quickened.
“Colby, are you still with me?” Sterling asked in a deep, sensuous voice.
“Yes,” she managed to say. She felt hot all over. Her body literally felt like it was on fire. Her lips were sizzling from his description of all the ways he was kissing her, and her breasts were smoldering from all the things he said he was doing to them.
“Colby?”
“Hmm?”
“Can you feel my touch?”
“Yes.”
“Can you taste my kiss?”
Colby flicked her tongue across her lips, remembering the taste of him from their last kiss. “Yes.”
“That’s good, because I can taste you, too. It’s a sweet, delectable taste. And I can inhale your scent. It’s a scent that’s exclusively yours.”
By the time Colby ended her telephone conversation with Sterling, the only thing she wanted to do was to go home and sleep for the rest of the day. She didn’t know that talking on the phone could be so stimulatingly draining. If just talking to him about making love had this sort of affect on her, she didn’t want to think about how the real thing would be.
The afternoon sun slanted across the ocean as Sterling jogged along the beach. Sweat poured from his body and his muscles ached, but he kept on running.
He had been a fool to break down and call Colby and confess that he missed her. But after Angeline left, he had desperately needed to hear her voice. He needed a touch of the soothing calmness she