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But after only a few pumps, he tugs himself out and pulls me back to my feet.
“I’m not trying to come in your mouth tonight,” he tells me, then begins making quick work of pulling off my shorts and thin camisole. Before I know it, I’m completely naked, and Colton and I are kissing again, slowly lowering ourselves down to his stack of blankets.
“How wet are you?” he asks me, his hand coming to test my core.
“Drenched.”
“And how do you feel about skipping the foreplay tonight?”
“On board.”
Colton grins. “Perfect.”
Then his shaft is at my entrance, pulsing slightly before slipping inside. The slight pain is worth the pleasure as he moves in with confidence and strength, and once he’s in all the way to the root, he pauses, his mouth dropping to mine for soft, sweet, delicious little kisses.
Once I’ve adjusted to him, he hitches one of my knees up over his forearm and begins to thrust, thrust, thrust, his hips punching hard and fast and so, so good.
“God, Colton,” I moan, my head falling backward over a pillow, my hair surely tossed in wild disarray, the bite of pain elevating the pleasure in a way I wasn’t expecting. “It’s so good.”
He groans what sounds like an agreement and continues to piston inside of me.
When I look up at him, our eyes connecting, it feels like something shifts. The aggressive plunge into my core becomes a slow, steady stroke. Somehow we go from fucking on the floor to something that feels an awful lot like making love as Colton’s eyes never leave mine.
His hands move reverently over my body, touching and caressing any and everything they can, all while his cock strokes so slow, so good, hitting a spot deep inside me I didn’t even know existed.
“Holy shit,” he whispers, his eyes disconnecting from mine and his mouth dropping to kiss me dizzy, his tongue fucking me in the same slow way his dick is. It’s like a drug, and I could get lost in it forever. Let it sweep me away. Let it change my life.
Just like that, it feels like I wake up.
I shift my hips, putting all of my leverage onto one side of my body, rolling us over so Colton is now on the floor and I’m astride him.
The dynamic changes, and we shift away from the steamy, intimate moment we just shared, reverting back to screwing on the sheets.
A smile comes onto my face as I rotate my hips, his dick moving deliciously inside of me. I start to bounce up and down, my muscles straining and my thighs killing me but my core so deliriously in love with the pleasure that’s pulsing through me.
Colton’s hand comes forward and he strums my clit, which is just the sensation I needed to send me flying overboard, to have white lightning zipping through my veins.
“I’m gonna come,” Colton says, his head tossed back in pleasure.
“Come inside me,” I whisper, squeezing my inner walls and reveling in the way Colton loses it.
His body shakes, his hands gripping my hips as he thrusts in and out once more…twice more…then stills. I feel him pulse within me for a long moment before I collapse in his arms, my body naked and sweaty and exhausted but spent and delirious with pleasure.
We both lie there, panting and tired, for a few minutes, before Colton does the thing again, hopping up and grabbing a warm damp cloth from his bathroom to help me clean up. Then he falls down to the softness of the blankets and pillows next to me.
“Alright,” I say, still panting slightly, my eyes scanning the room. “Story time.”
Colton chuckles, shifting to his back and gripping a pillow to make himself more comfortable.
“What’s the deal with the no furniture? No bed. No dresser. No nightstands. No TV…nothing.”
Rolling onto his side, he tugs one of the light blankets over his waist then tucks his arm under the pillow beneath his head.
“When I found out Melody had another affair, I took everything she owned, everything she picked out in the house, and I shipped it to her family.”
My mouth drops open.
“It wasn’t one of my finer moments, and to be honest, I probably should have at least gone through her belongings to pull out a few things for Teddy, but”—he shrugs a shoulder—“hindsight is twenty-twenty and all that.”
