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Heat throbs between my legs.
Chuckling against my mouth, Colton herds me blindly toward the middle of the room. The back of my legs bump against a settee.
“You’re not the perfect good girl you pretend to be,” Colton rumbles as his hands wander my body like hot brands claiming me as his. “You kiss like a fucking siren.”
My cheeks flush.
He gives one of my breasts a squeeze and I gasp, arching against him. My nipples are sensitive and tight beneath the thin barrier of my dress.
His grin is darkly amused. “No bra, huh?”
“In this dress?” A breathless laugh falls from me. “I’m not even going to explain couture fashion to you right now.”
“Hmm, you’re right.” Colton leans in and tortures my neck with open-mouthed kisses, finding every single sensitive patch of skin with ease. “I don’t give a fuck about fashion. I’m about to tear this thing off of you. I want to see all of you.”
Colton sucks on my pulse point and I shake from it, pleasure coiling tightly in my stomach.
“Don’t!” I manage to gasp. “I…I like this dress.”
He pauses his exploration long enough to draw back to sweep his gaze over me. I see the way his pupils dilate and darken.
“Suit yourself.”
His hand slides into the slit of my dress and he drags it up, uttering a rough sound when his fingers glide over the scrap of lace masquerading as underwear that I’m wearing.
“I was almost hoping there’d be nothing here.” Colton watches me with an intense gaze as he teases his fingertips over the edge of my underwear. His other arm bands around my waist to keep me in place. “How wet are you for me right now? Would you soak my fingers if I sank two in you to find out?”
Tingles erupt over my skin. Trembling in anticipation of his fingers entering me, I take a shuddery breath and dig my grip into the material of his jacket. It’ll be wrinkled to hell and back by the time we’re done here.
Colton slips one finger into the side of my underwear and strokes it over me. I bite my lip to muffle the tiny sound I make. Colton finds my clit and rubs it while he stares at my face.
“Don’t hide your sounds from me,” he directs. “I want to hear all of them so I know exactly how you moan when I take you apart.”
He presses is thumb against my clit through my lacy lingerie and a cry tears from my throat as he circles it faster. My labia feels swollen and heat throbs between my legs. I’m so turned on by his ministrations.
“Are you going to come from this?” Colton’s voice is like fire in my veins, his other arm a vice around my waist squeezing me close.
As if I’d run from this, when he’s making me feel so good.
Liquid heat pours through me, sparking shock waves across my nerves as an orgasm approaches.
He touches his nose to mine, then covers my mouth with his own when I part my lips to utter another sound of pleasure. His tongue is demanding, swiping into my mouth.
With shaking legs I buck against his hand, letting go of any inhibitions. The need to come is greater than maintaining dignity. I will ride his fingers, his mouth, and his cock without shame if it feels as good as this does.
Colton growls into my mouth and bites my lip. He takes his fingers away and I almost cry out—I was so close. Colton plunges his hand inside the top of my underwear and gives me what I need, stimulating my clit with the perfect pressure as he drives me over the precipice into a riptide of pleasure that drowns me in delicious sensation when I come for him.
“Oh!” I moan, collapsing against him.
“Good girl,” Colton murmurs.
He kisses the tip of my nose as he massages my sensitive folds slower, almost absentminded.
As he flutters soft kisses across my face, I reach for his mask. I need to see his whole face. My fingers slip into the elastic holding the mask in place and he stiffens.
Colton clamps down on my wrists, holding them hostage on either side of his head. His fingers are like iron, squeezing hard enough to hurt.
“Don’t,” he grits out between clenched teeth. “Leave it on.”
