“But—”
“Eyes. On me,” he commanded with a stern look.
I nodded quickly before I felt him remove his hands from between our legs. Nothing separated us now. He took my hands within his. He pinned them above my head. I kept my eyes on him, on those golden-hued brown eyes that reminded me of a sunrise over a forest.
Then a blinding pain ricocheted through my body as he snapped his hips forward.
“Ah!” I cried out as he bottomed out to his hilt.
The piercing pain washed white over my eyes as he withdrew his hips and slammed back in. I was vaguely aware of my voice crying out. The pressure. The intensity. It was unmatched. His hefty body rolled against me as he battered his cock into my body. His hands pinned mine above my head, leaving my breasts free to bounce against him with every thrust of his body. I gasped for air. My toes curled. All I could do was wrap my trembling legs around his strong form as his balls clapped against my ass crack.
“Colton. Colton. Colton. Holy… holy sh—oh, f—I—you—so…so good.”
“That’s it,” he growled as he finally dipped down to capture my mouth. “Mmmmm, so good. So fucking tight for me.”
“Oh, don’t stop,” I groaned.
He withdrew to the tip before slamming back in, only that time he swiveled his hips. I felt his coarse, tightly-wound curls rake against my clit, and the blinding pain turned into blinding pleasure. Instead of lying there, trying to breathe through the pain, I picked up my hips and met him. Thrust for thrust. Until nothing except the sounds of skin slapping against skin filled the spaces in between us.
“Brynn,” he growled as he released my hands, “goddamn it, you’re never going to get rid of me.”
“Never,” I said breathlessly as I felt him rear back and grab my hips. “Never, ever, ever.”
He pulled me against him. Time after time. Fucking his cock with my body like I was some sort of toy. Gone were his words, and in its place was an animal with growls and grunts that made my pussy drip so wet for him that I was damn near embarrassed. My body jumped. My excess jiggled. I felt his finger touch down against my clit, and my jaw unhinged so deeply that I thought it was pop out of socket.
“Yes, yes, yes, yes, yes,” I chanted breathlessly as I gave over to my body’s movements, allowing it to chase the pleasure however it wanted. “Colton! Don’t stop! Please!”
“Come for me,” he managed to grit out as he pounded against my body. “Come for me and mark this dick the way you want. The way you wanted the second you laid eyes on me.”
“Oh… fuck,” I choked out.
“Mine,” he snarled.
My back bowed so deeply that I thought it would snap in two. He pressed the pad of his finger against my clit, allowing me to grind against it as my pussy collapsed around his intrusion. I fucked myself against him. I didn’t care how I looked. I didn’t care that I dripped down my ass. I didn’t care that my fat was on display. Hell, I didn’t even care that I probably looked like a chaotic mess, writhing against his bed as my pussy collapsed around his girth.
But that word echoed across the expanse of my mind as white hot pleasure sizzled through my veins.
Mine.
Did he really believe that?
The second my body collapsed, he collapsed with me. He heaved for air, grunting and panting as he covered my body with his. I felt the weight of his muscles. The coarseness of his body hair. The softness of his own little layer he seemed much too self-conscious of.
I smiled lazily as I felt him press a kiss to my bare shoulder. “Good girl.”
I couldn’t help but giggle softly. “Wow.”
He picked up his head and stared down at me. “Are you okay? Did I hurt you?”
I shook my head softly, if a bit dazed. “Just…just wow.”
He chuckled as he slid off me, and I whimpered at the loss of his warmth. But only for a second, because when he gathered my body against his, I instinctively placed my head on his chest.
He ran his fingers mindlessly through my hair. “Come to the opening game with me Friday night.”
I picked my head up and settled my chin on his chest. “Yeah?”
He lifted his head. “Yeah. Come watch us. I’ll pick you up.”