“Give it to me. I wanna feel you come.” He refocused all that suctioning power on her clit.
That’s all it took. The orgasm pulsed through her so fast she barely squeaked a sound as her sex throbbed beneath his dancing tongue.
Damn. Talk about quick.
After Colt released her tender flesh, he kissed the inside of her thigh. “You okay?”
“Mmm.” The crinkle of a condom wrapper forced her to open her eyes.
“Now that we finished the speed round…”
Heat stained her cheeks. “Sorry.”
“Don’t be. I am still the undisputed winner for the first time you put your hand on me at your apartment.”
“I’m not sorry I touched you.”
“Me either, to tell you the truth, since it finally brought us to this point.”
Then Colt was on her, belly-to-belly, chest-to-chest, his shaft thick and hot on her sex, acting all predatory male. He shoved into her in one quick movement. “Sweet baby Jesus you feel so fine, Indy. So damn fine.”
“You ain’t so bad yourself, cowboy.” Colt did some hip wiggle maneuver as he withdrew and plunged back in and she gasped.
“What? Did I hurt you?”
“No. Just surprised me.”
“Maybe I oughta slow down.”
“Maybe.” India let her hands flow over his arms, loving the flex of the hard, carved muscles. Loving the look of concern and awe on his handsome face. Damn, he was beautiful. She knew he wouldn’t appreciate her saying so. It caused her to wonder what he saw when he looked at her. Like this. Naked, in body and soul. Face to face. As close as two people could possibly be.
“Sugar, you have the oddest look. Am I doin’ something wrong?”
She shook her head. “It’s just…you’re so…and being here with you like this…being turned on and happy and scared and not knowing if you feel the same.”
“I feel the same, do I ever.” Colt kissed her. Soul-kissed her with such warmth, passion and precision her toes curled. He threaded his fingers through hers and stretched their joined hands above her by the headboard. In this position, it seemed as if their bodies were closer. His pelvis rocked, his c**k tunneled in and out of her wet and welcoming sex, not in a fast movement. Languidly.
But no less potently. No less erotically.
His damp skin sliding across hers. Melting hot and lazy kisses.
Each grinding glide of his pelvis to hers built her higher. So close, if she could just… She hooked her feet on the outside of Colt’s ankles, trying to free herself to grab his butt.
Colt squeezed her hands and pulled back to look at her.
“Something you need?”
“A handful of your ass would be great.”
“Huh-uh. Right now I’m makin’ love to you this way.”
“What way’s that?”
His lips brushed the sensitive section of skin in front of her ear and she shivered. “My way. Maybe if you’re a good girl, I’ll let you pick the next way.”
“Colt—”
“Every inch of you against every inch of me, India. Skin to skin. That’s the way I’ve always wanted to take you the first time in my bed. Come with me like this. I’ll get you there if you’ll let me.”
His words, his intent, his smoldering kisses sent India spiraling into the unknown. She’d always been in charge in the bedroom. Not a crop-wielding dominatrix, but she always felt her orgasms were her responsibility. How freeing would it be to pass that responsibility to him?
Like heaven.
When Colt stretched her arms higher and whispered, “Let go,”
she did.
She fell even as she soared. Her hips pumped and met his thrust for thrust. Her gasps cut through the sex-scented air, mixing with Colt’s grunts of satisfaction as he let go right along with her.
This time when India tried to break his grip on her hands, he didn’t protest. She touched him everywhere, running her palms down those fabulously sculpted muscular arms. Her fingertips danced across his broad chest, her thumbs strummed his ni**les.
His answering hiss meant she’d definitely spend more playtime there.
Colt lifted his face from where he’d buried it in her neck.
India pecked him on the mouth. “Ding ding ding! I declare round three a tie.”
He grinned. “Yeah?”
“Mmm-hmm. Thank you. That was incredible. So now what?”
“You already eyeballing round four?”
“Of course, since you said I get to pick the next way.”
“You think so?”
“I know so.”
“Maybe there’s something else you oughta know about me.”
Beyond you’re spectacular in the sack?
If the man could wring three orgasms from her in less than three hours, when he hadn’t practiced the fine art of lovemaking in the last three years, what would it be like when he did return to his former sexual glory?
Magnificent.
Her pu**y clenched around his c**k just thinking about the delicious ways he’d prove his prowess.
“Do that again.”
“What?”
“Tighten around me.”
Grinning, she did.
He hissed. “That feels good.”
India kissed the sexy dent in his chin. “Mmm. You must’ve forgotten how good sex is in your sexual sabbatical.”
“No. It’s never felt like this. And I don’t believe it’s because I was wasted some of the other times.”
Her heart leapt.
“But there is one thing I remember.”
“What’s that?”
Colt clasped both her wrists in one hand and pinned them above her head. “I am in charge. I ain’t the ‘Would it be okay if I did this, honey?’ kind of lover. I’m demandin’. Greedy. And I prefer a little kink.”
She’d heard rumors of some of that kink, but Colt had never confirmed nor denied. “Should I be worried?”
“That I’m gonna have your sweet little body every which way I’ve fantasized about? Absolutely. That I’m make you forget any other man who’s ever touched you? Without apology. That I’m gonna cause your body to sing and sigh and weep with pleasure?
Guaranteed. That I’d ever hurt you? No. That I’d ever share you?
Bring another lover into our bed? Hell no. Fuck no.” His lips were a whisper away; his eyes flashed a dangerous glint. “You’re only ever mine. My hands on you. My mouth on you. My c**k in you.
Understood?”