Clearly, we’re still exploring one another and more of our quirks and character traits will rise as we move forward. I know Colt has held off about us being together because of the eight-year age gap. But there’s more to life than the little more than a handful of years in between us.
Yes, he might be more of a planner, something I never once tried or thought about. But it doesn’t mean I won’t follow his lead. He might be the one taking the next step forward but it’s made with determination and absorbed with the thoughts for the both of us.
“Make sure it stays off the damn list and we will get along just fine,” I mutter and try to stalk past him but he grabs my waist and drags me against his body.
My back is plastered against his front while his head falls to the crook of my neck to nuzzle my skin.
“Always ready to fight, but so fucking cute with acceptance. Your whole appearance and background screams recklessness. Yet, you have your eyes wide open, and one hell of a brain that’s always crackling before settling. You’re a brilliant woman I’m proud to call mine, doll. Just know everything I do will always be done for your safety and well-being.”
I should swoon but his words make my skin prickle with awareness. Safety and well-being. Is there still danger I’m not aware of besides Cannon? I’m about to question him but the kisses along the line of my neck are very distracting.
“Screw dinner preparations,” Colt says, his voice husky and laced with desire.
His fingers slide into my hair and he tightens his hand into a fist, giving me a bite of erotic pain. A gasp parts my lips. Lips he greedily covers with his own, diving his tongue into my mouth in search of mine.
Without breaking the kiss, he spins my body and grabs my ass. This man’s hands roaming my body spurs my inner sex kitten to purr with delight. He breaks the kiss, snatches my wrist, and drags me off toward the cabin. Once inside he heads straight for the bedroom.
His fingers glide over the fabric of my shirt, pulling at the hem and lifting it over my head. We peel away the layers of clothing until everything is scattered around us on the floor. This man with his hair tied back, thick muscles ripping his body with strength is breathtaking.
His inked sleeves and chest make my mouth water and I know I will make time in the near future to trace every line with my tongue. I reach forward and wrap my fingers around his thick girth.
He’s hard and there are veins wrapping around his length, pulsing and hot in my palm. The thick red tip is glistening from precum leaking from his slit. I rub my thumb over it and bring the digit to my mouth to taste him.
“Fucking hell, woman,” he growls in a guttural tone.
I keep my eyes pinned on his when I sink to my knees in front of him. Guiding his dick, I part my lips and suck him into my mouth, earning another growl in reply. His hands slide into my hair, tightening to grip my head as he pulls me forward and rocks his hips to take control as he starts to fuck my mouth.
My pussy clenches as lust rises. Dammit, this man is everything and in this moment I gladly hand over my heart and soul because the way his eyes are staring down on me makes me aware I already own all of him in return.
CHAPTER SEVEN
– COLT –
This woman stole my heart but when I glance down to see her take my cock into her mouth as she stares up at me in adoration and lust? Fan-fucking-tastic. Earthshattering and soul-scorching.
She’s all mine and the trust she easily hands over as I take her head and start to thrust in her mouth is overwhelming. The tingle rises at the bottom of my spine. She just started sucking cock and yet I’m ready to blow from the mere heat and vision.
I’m debating pulling out because I want my cum coating her insides as I take her sweet pussy again, but there’s no time. All that’s left is surrendering to bliss as my cock thickens a fragment more before it starts to pulse and I shoot my cum down her throat without warning.
A guttural groan rips from my chest and in response she moans around my cock. I watch how her body trembles as she swallows down my cum and the way her eyes fall shut? I just know my woman had a damn orgasm sucking me off.
I repeat; fan-fucking-tastic.
Taking a step back I let my cock fall from her mouth and quickly hoist her up by the arms. I slam my lips over hers and plunge my tongue inside. Her hands roam my body and the way she drags her nails over my back reminds me of the same desperation of lust I saw in her eyes right before she got the both of us off.
That reminds me. I end the kiss and growl, “I need to taste that sweet pussy. You got yourself off, didn’t you? Did you rub that little bundle of nerves while I held your head and fucked your mouth? You had your hands free. You did, didn’t you?”
A husky smirk slips over her face as she walks back to the bed until it hits the back of her knees. She lets herself fall back…and fuck me…her hand slides over her pussy and she starts to rub her clit while the fingers of her other hand start to pump in and
