Magic words that had him rubbing the head of his cock against her cleft, drawing a moan that she stifled with a fist in her mouth.
He didn’t stop the tease but kept running his dick back and forth against her honey-slicked slit, parting her lips and only partially seating himself before pulling free to rub against her clit. Her channel quivered in anticipation.
“We don’t have time,” she whispered. “Fuck me, goddammit.”
“As you wish, but next time, I will take my time,” he promised.
Before she could repeat, Next time? he slammed it into her pussy, the sudden stretch making her groan aloud.
“Climax for me,” he ordered in a low, growly tone as he thrust into her, over and over.
“I plan to,” she panted, enthralled by the feeling of his balls swinging and slapping against her clit.
He kept ramming her, his fingers dug into her ass cheeks, holding on for the wild ride.
A ride that ended all too soon, as she came, her pussy spasming as her orgasm hit. She clenched so tight she locked him in place, and it was his turn to moan as she milked him for a second time.
Colette might have collapsed if he’d not still been holding on. Her legs wobbled, her muscles weak as if she’d run a marathon—not that she’d know. That kind of exertion was for psychos.
“Are you okay?” Cade asked as he slid from her.
“Mmm. Better than okay. You blue hunks sure know how to fuck.” She’d be hard-pressed to say which of them was better. Maybe she’d have to do them both again for comparison. Which led to the more sobering thought of, what would she do when they left? She feared they might have ruined her for human men.
“What’s wrong?” Cade asked, sensing her change in mood.
“Nothing.”
“Did you not enjoy?”
“That’s the problem. I liked it too much.” She rose and began putting on her clothes.
“How is that an issue?”
How to explain she hated the fact they’d leave? That she wouldn’t mind them sticking around. That she wanted to take them to bed again. And possibly again after that.
Thankfully, she didn’t have to reply because a knock at the door interrupted.
“Is everything okay in there?” Dr. Ouellet asked.
“Yes,” Colette yelled. “We’ll be out in a second.”
Cade frowned rather than dressing. “We are not exiting until you explain what I did wrong.”
“Nothing. That’s the problem,” she grumbled. “The sex was amazing.”
His lips curved. “It was.”
“I guess I’m just kind of sad I probably won’t get another chance to do it again with you or Jaspar.”
“Says who?”
“Have you seen where we are?”
His lips quirked. “That didn’t seem to matter a moment ago.”
“I doubt we’ll get another opportunity.”
“Don’t be so sure,” he murmured as he dressed.
