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I make damn sure my eyes don’t close when I start pushing inside.
I’ve dreamed of this moment.
And I damn well want to remember it for the rest of my life.
CHAPTER SEVEN
Hannah
Ithinkit’stimeI admitted the truth. I’ve always wondered how big Colt was.
I mean, I knew his size was impressive. On more than one occasion he stood up for me, puffed his big, beefy chest out and warned the bully boys away from me in high school. I knew his deep, gravelly voice was a weapon he used wisely, and now he’s spent time on the mountain, the hulking frame that put the jocks at school to shame is even bigger.
But I never expected to feelthispart of him.
“Tell me if it hurts,” Colt says, easing the first inch inside.
My body tenses.Fuck.
A rapid beat throbbing from behind the rough stubble on Colt’s face becomes a target my eyes lock on. He’s so damn handsome, a tiny amount of a gray tinge hinting at the years that have passed us by. Years that we could have been doing this. Years of happiness instead of tediousness. Years where our love could have grown.
Our love? Am I in love with my best friend?
Colt grunts, his glacial blue eyes struggling to stay open.
Something stretches and a burning sensation ripples through my body. It’s not painful. It’s not sore or uncomfortable. Colt senses it though and eases back, slowly shifting his hips, watching my expression every step of the way.
“Is it ok?” he asks.
I nod, biting down. “Yes, oh… Colt.”
I’m filling up, dragging Colt by his round shoulders to meet me closer. I need his touch, his heat.
“Fuck, you feel so damn good.”
He works himself further, patiently waiting for my core to permit more of his length. Slowly, I feel fuller, and I can’t believe there’s more to come. His hands slide down my body, touching every tiny insecurity I’ve ever felt about my plus-size body. He tweaks my nipples, a wave of pleasure hitting deep inside as he cups my breasts.
Colt’s eyes twinkle, his hips rotating to move in, then out, in then out. His body is flushed. I kiss his chest and the salty taste of his sweat, paired with the rough tickle of the masculine spread of fuzz makes me hold him closer.
It’s perfect.
I’m not embarrassed by my soft belly jiggling and swaying with his rhythmic thrusts. I’ve never felt anything so beautiful, and with the giant brunt of a man laying on top of me, it’s the most damn perfect moment of my life.
“You okay, baby girl?”
I grind against him. “Never better.”
He groans and the pace increases. We’re gripped together, holding each other like a vice, not allowing even a hint of cooling air to inch between us. His eyes snap, his pupils darkening almost completely so no blue remains.
He rises, the size and power of him above me sending shooting heat to my clit.
“Touch me. Here.”
I grab his hand and he circles a thumb over my tiny bundle of nerves. I gaze up at him, eyes hooded. His forearms are tense, corded with muscle and ridges of veins. I moan, louder, holding him tight. He’s so fucking huge, all rough and manly.
I fucking love it.
“Baby, I want this to be forever,” Colt grunts.
