Then he took my hand, dragged me down the hallway, and used my back to open his hotel suite door.
Chapter 17
Colin
I barreled her into the room as the door closed with a thud. I could feel her hands threading through my hair as our lips danced. I needed to feel her underneath my fingertips. I needed to taste her on my tongue. I needed her sounds to fill my headspace and block out all the incessant voices that rattled around up there. My body longed for her. Not what I could do to her or how she could wrap her body around me.
Just her. Whatever she would let me have.
I ripped her jersey over her head and made quick work of her bra. Her breasts were marvelous, with dark pebbled nipples that beckoned to my lips. I kissed down her body as she panted, her back arching as she pressed her hips into my growing thickness. I wrapped my lips around her nipple, hearing her sigh in ecstasy before I scooped her up into my arms.
I lavished her other nipple as I slowly laid her down onto the bed.
Her skin boasted of a healthy flush as I worked her jeans off her body. I had her naked in front of me, her thighs glistening as my hands explored her body. She was tugging fruitlessly at my clothes, her hands shaking and her moans filling the corners of my hotel suite. My hand slid down her body, tracing the outlines of her curves as she shivered.
Her jaw was quivering, and I placed sweet kisses along her jawline as my hand cupped her pussy.
She was hot for me. Wet and wanton as her body bucked into mine. I grabbed her wrists and pinned them above her head, rendering her useless as my finger slowly penetrated her folds. I could feel her arousal already leaking out for me. Teasing me with its scent and taunting me with its taste.
I slid my finger down to her entrance before I slowly breached her body.
She moaned and arched up, trying to take my finger as far into her as it could go. I slowly massaged her walls, running the pad of my finger against the inside of her body while she squirmed. She was the most beautiful woman in any situation, but when she was underneath me, it took my breath away. The way she bit down onto her lower lip to try and muffle her sounds. The way her breasts bobbed and swayed as she bucked down into my hand. The way she dripped into my palm and the way she begged for my tongue.
It was too much to bear, I found.
Sinking to my knees, I gladly lapped up her taste. Her legs locked around my head as my hand squeezed her breast, massaging her painfully erect nipple as her thighs squeezed my cheeks. I slid another finger inside of her, causing her to moan my name as I smiled into her body. My tongue easily found her swollen little nub, and I drank my fill of her while she writhed on the bed.
“Colin. Colin. Shit. Please. Holy fuck, I love your tongue. I love what it does to me. How it makes me feel. Please don’t stop. Please don’t stop.”
Her words threw fuel onto my fire and my tongue moved faster. I slowly pumped my fingers in and out of her, feeling her wetness growing against my skin. She squeezed her thighs around my face as I buried my tongue into her, pressing down onto her clit as her entire body shook.
I wanted her to cum so hard she passed out on my bed, just so I could curl up next to her and hold her close.
“Colin. Yes. Yes. Right there. Right there. I’m so close. I’m so—it’s coming. I’m coming. Colin! Yes!”
I sucked her clit between my lips as her hips arched into my face. I found her hand and threaded our fingers together as her back bowed off the bed. She shook and moaned, the unearthly sounds pouring from her throat as her scent swirled around my head.
I wanted nothing more than to make her cum over and over again, no matter what that meant for me.
It was different, not wanting anything in return. Sex had always been an exchange for me. But with Abby, it was different. With Abby, it always felt like a selfless act. The more I was with her, the less I felt the need to get what was coming to me. The more I watched her body undulate because of the pleasure I provided, the less I felt the need for her body to pleasure me.
It was a first, and I found myself enjoying the newfound state of being.
She collapsed back onto the bed as her lungs heaved for air. Slowly slipping my fingers from her body, I licked her taste off my skin before I kissed back up her body. She jumped with every touch I pressed against her skin. She keened with every brush of my tongue against her body.
And when my lips connected with hers, she sighed ever so lovingly into my lips.
“Let me feel you,” she said, whispering.
“Catch your breath. You don’t have to do anything in return,” I said.
“Let me. Feel you.”
Her eyes fluttered open and they dripped with lust. I felt my gut starting to churn as my cock hopped to life. Her hands trailed down my body, slowly peeling my jersey off before she worked me out of the rest of my clothes.
Her eyes admired my body as I slowly slid my throbbing thickness into her soaking wet entrance.
I had to pause and bite down on my lip. She felt fantastic. Like a vice grip with an
