When he kissed her, their tongues met in an explosion of thrusting and sucking as they picked up speed. The harder he thrust, the more she unleashed her inner savage.
“Hell, I’m gonna come already,” he growled. “Stop.”
“No, no stopping,” she panted. “You asked me what I want and this is what I want. I need to lose myself in you.”
He slid one hand under her ass and lifted her off the mattress, letting him sink farther on his next thrust. “You. Feel. Incredible.”
She wrapped her legs around his back and bit his lip. Groaning, he came so hard, his eyes rolled back in their sockets. Catching his breath, he opened his eyes.
“Make me come, Colton.” Her throaty voice was filled with need.
He lay next to her and took her other nipple into his mouth while he found her opening and caressed her folds with his fingers.
She rubbed her clit and threw her leg over his. “Harder. Finger-fuck me.”
Brigit Farnay wasn’t sugar and spice and everything nice. She had a wild side. Colton slid his fingers inside her dripping sex and found her G-spot.
“Oh, yeah, like that. That feels great.”
While gently rubbing, he kissed her and drove his tongue into her mouth. She writhed and moaned. Her free hand trailed his shoulder and down his arm. And then she started bucking and convulsing, her cries of ecstasy making him hard all over again.
When she stopped, she relaxed into the mattress. Through half-opened eyes, she gave him the tiniest smile. “I liked that,” she whispered.
He eased his fingers out. “Ditto.”
They lay quietly for several moments, lost in their temporary bliss. Then, she rolled toward him. “I want to tell you two things.”
“Okay,” he murmured.
“Going forward, no matterwhathappens, donotlet Montgomery win.”
Facing her, he asked, “Why do you care so much, Brigit?”
“I’m not sure if I’m the best judge of character, but there’s something about that man that’s pure evil.”
Yes, there is.“You have my word.” He kissed her. “What’s the second thing?”
“I want to give you a blow job in the absolute worst way.”
He shot her a smile. “Now you have my undivided attention.”
“It’s notyourattention I want.” She gave his thickening penis a playful squeeze.
After cleaning himself in the bathroom, he returned to bed. She crawled on top and kissed him, then gazed into his eyes. As he caressed her beautiful, rounded ass, she ran her fingers through his hair and down his cheek. Something had changed in the way she looked at him. A tender kiss to his shoulder turned ravenous when she bit him. And his groan elicited a saucy smile from her. Her touch aroused him in more ways than the physical. Letting the anticipation build, she inched her way down his torso, either dropping seductive kisses or dragging her tongue along his skin.
With her gaze pinned on his, she placed her lips around his head and twirled her tongue over it. “Oh, Christ, Brigit.”
With her hand anchored around his shaft, she opened her mouth and took him inside, closed her lips over his head and tongued his soft flesh. He loved blow jobs. Before Brigit, it had been years since he’d let a woman suck him. Oral sex was intimate. Fucking was impersonal and that was the way he liked his sex. But he could get damn well used to her mouth around his cock.
Her beautiful, sexy mouth.
Her long, throaty moan sent arousal pounding through him. “Mmm, you taste good,” she whispered when his juices seeped into her mouth. She took him farther in, then cupped his balls and rubbed them softly in her palm.
“Ah, Brigit, you feel so fucking good.”
She sucked him harder and faster, her moans and coos turning into growls and guttural groans. Her head-bobbing frenzy had him racing toward another orgasm.
He squeezed her shoulders. “I’m gonna come.”
