My eyes clench and as his hands slide around and take hold of my ass, giving it a firm, encouraging squeeze, I can't hold back any longer. I pick up my pace and fuck my man the way he deserves to be fucked. I give my all, taking everything while giving it all right back.
Colton groans, his hand continually roaming over my skin while his lips find mine with an intense urgency. Our bodies grow sweaty but we’re not stopping. Nothing will hold us back from getting exactly what we’re looking for, what we’re craving, and desperately needing.
His hands find mine, lacing our fingers and giving a tight squeeze. He curls our joined hands around my waist and raises his ever so slightly, using his momentum to flip me onto my back. He hovers over me, somehow managing to do it without once slipping out of me.
He picks up my rhythm without skipping a beat, only in this position, he’s somehow able to push so much deeper that I practically feel him in the back of my throat. His lips come down on mine and he worships my body like I’m the goddess of all things pure.
“Fuck, I love you,” he murmurs against my lips, sending my heart into overdrive. Those words are so sweet on his lips, so full of passion, fire, and honesty. I can feel his love pulsing through my veins, and I know I will never get enough.
“I love you too,” I whisper before capturing his lips and kissing him deeply.
He sinks into me, grinding against me as he moves in and out, making me hyper-aware of the places deep within my body that I didn't even know I had. My body quickly burns with his touch and the familiar pull of my orgasm begins to build within me. “I’m going to come,” I pant.
Colton grins against my lips, loving the knowledge that the way he worships my body has me coming so completely undone. “Fuck yeah, baby. I want to hear you scream my name.”
He instantly picks up his pace and I throw my head back, unable to handle the intensity but I stay along for the ride, knowing that when I come, I'm going to do so much more than just scream his name.
It builds higher and higher, and as he grunts holding out, I know that it’s going to be absolutely mind-blowing. He thrusts deep into me one more time and I cry out as my orgasm finally tears through me, so intense and full of power. I clench down on him and scream his name as my nails dig into his strong muscles.
He doesn’t stop moving as my pussy pulses around him, squeezing as tight as humanly possible. I feel him come hard, spurting his warm seed into me, and only once I’ve finished riding out my orgasm does he still within me, dropping down and gently brushing his lips over mine. “I will never get tired of you.”
I lift my chin and brush my lips over his again. “I’m counting on that,” I tell him, feeling his love burning brightly within me, completely encompassing my heart and holding it hostage.
His body drops down on top of mine while keeping himself propped up as to not squish me beneath his impressive size. “You’re amazing,” he whispers. “I don’t ever want to be without you again.”
“Me too,” I murmur, my lips stretching wide across my face. “But we need to work on your email skills. Even in writing, you’re an egotistic, demanding asshat.”
Colton laughs. “Tell me that you wouldn’t have done the same after being blocked from everything, which by the way, I’d appreciate it if you unblocked me now, thot.”
My mouth drops open. “You did not just call me a thot.”
He laughs and flinches within me, his cock still hard and ready for more. His eyes sparkle with mirth and as that familiar, teasing grin twists across his face, I know that it’s on. “What are you going to do about it?”
Well, well … if that’s the game he wants to play, then that's the game he’s going to get.
Chapter 36
I wake in the early hours of Friday morning to the sound of my phone’s familiar buzz somewhere in Colton’s room. I pull myself out of his arms and prop myself up onto my elbow, feeling the welcoming, raw burn from my lady bits. It was a big day with Colton yesterday and it was hours before we finally dropped into bed and crashed.
Usually, that wouldn’t be an issue but after the exhaustion of the day that I’m probably going to refer to as hell day, I probably could have used those extra few hours of sleep. I don’t regret it though, being back here in his arms just feels so right. I should never have walked out the way that I did. It’s as though I didn’t have a hold of my emotions at the moment. Everything is setting me off, every small conversation has me in tears, every normal reaction is intensified.
We skipped right over dinner and it shows in the way that my stomach instantly grumbles but it feels far too early to even consider getting out of bed and making myself breakfast. Especially when I have this warm bed right here with Colton’s welcoming arms wrapping around me. Who could resist?
My phone dings again and my head whips around in the dark room, searching it out. In the thirty seconds that I've been awake, I’d already forgotten the reason that I woke in the first place.
I drag myself out of bed, hating the feeling of the cool night air brushing against my skin as I slip out
