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And right now, that was exactly what I wanted.
Colton pulled me to the sofa and down on top of him. I straddled him, nestling my knees against his hips, and wrapped my hands around the back of his neck. He gripped my hips so tightly there was no chance of me being able to move, and I all but melted against him.
I was still wearing this stupid trench coat I wasn’t sure I’d ever wear again, but it didn’t take Colton long to take care of it. He undid the buttons one by one, kissing my neck as he went, crisscrossing between each button until he was able to slide it over my shoulders.
It went down and over my shoulders onto the floor. I fell back into the kiss with him, digging my fingers into his skin, grinding against him. His skin was hot and still a little damp from his shower, and I pressed my body against his to warm my own.
I didn’t need to do much.
He took over like he usually did. His hands moved across my body expertly, and within minutes, he was undoing my bra and moving his lips down my neck to my chest. I dropped my head back as he splayed one hand across my upper back and circled my nipple with this tongue.
He nipped it gently, dragging his teeth over the tender skin, and I felt it everywhere. It was the kind of uncomfortable that was too good to be true, and as he did the same to my actual skin, my hips ground against his.
His cock was hard and pressing against me. I wasn’t in the mood to fuck around tonight. Between the sweatpants and his teeth across my skin, I was more than ready to go.
Reaching between us, I slid my hand into his pants. He wasn’t wearing underwear—just the way I liked him—so I could wrap my fingers around his cock and free it easily. He groaned as I stroked him, and I brought my lips to his and said three little words.
“Fuck me, Colton.”
He didn’t need telling twice.
He pushed me off him and onto my back on the sofa. He covered my body with his, moving so my legs were wrapped around his waist. I clung to him as our bodies moved in sync.
His fingers toyed with my underwear, slipping them to the side of my wetness. He pressed his thumb against my clit and made me jolt, and a tiny moan escaped me.
“Get on with it.”
He laughed as he kissed me and finally obliged me. He guided his cock into me with a deep groan that vibrated across my skin, sending goosebumps prickling to life.
It felt so good to have him inside me, and I tilted my hips so he could go deeper.
“Colton,” I breathed against his lips.
Taking it as the cue it was, he moved.
He fucked me hard, sitting up straight and gripping my hips to hold them in place. He thrust into me in a manner that was almost unforgiving, and I loved every second of it.
He was like a drug to me—I knew he was bad for me, but I couldn’t stop coming back to him. I needed more and more of him every time we were together, and he kept giving me more.
Like this, right now.
It was hard and angry and so fucking good I could barely stand it.
Thankfully, I didn’t have to.
I gave myself over to his movements, letting him dictate to me how it was going to work, even though I knew it was only going to end one way.
With me moaning and crying out for him.
With me begging him.
Pleading.
He leaned over and cupped the back of my head. “Look at me when you come.”
My body argued, but he snapped my head back so I had no choice but to meet his eyes.
“I said fucking look at me, Victoria.”
My muscles contracted, my stomach tightened, and my pussy clenched tightly around him as the orgasm built and hit. It rolled through me in waves, and I squirmed and shifted under him as the intensity seemed to skyrocket as he forced me to look into his eyes.
I just wanted him to come.
I wanted to see him the way he’d seen me.
He tilted his head to look away and I grabbed his jaw, forcing his eyes back on mine.
Just in time.
I knew the exact minute his release came. His entire body went taut, and he pushed deeper inside me, and the groan that escaped his lips was low and guttural and raw.
He dropped down to kiss me, much slower and gentler than before. Like a cool down after a workout, almost.
God knew I needed one after that.
“Better?” he asked softly.
I nodded, and as he turned us to the side, I gratefully settled into the hug he pulled me into. “You’re going to make a mess,” I muttered.
