Page 29 of Seductive Hearts

All of him focused on all of me.

His teeth scraped the delicate skin of my throat before he moved lower, growling and grunting, while his tongue ran over my chest and dipped into my cleavage. “Oh God…” I sighed, arching my back to offer him more.

“That’s right. Keep calling me that.” His gaze flicked up to me, pinning me with a stare before he yanked down the front of my dress to expose my breasts. Taking one in his hand, he pulled my nipple between his lips and worked it into a tight peek, his tongue flicking the tip while I watched. It was so hot watching and feeling him.

“Fucking perfection, Rose.” He moved to my other nipple, giving it the same treatment before adding, “I’m going to spend all night worshiping this body, make you come in every way possible. You’ll be lucky if you’re able to walk in the morning.”

I answered the only way I knew how, by twisting his hair in my fingers and pulling his head down until he went back to work.

He slid an arm behind me and unzipped my dress. I lifted my hips, shimmying my way out of the black silk before he discarded it. It wasn’t my style, something Sienna had talked me into, and I was glad she did.

His eyes had damn near popped out of his head when he first saw me in it.

Now, it was who knows where and soon followed by my panties. “Fuck me…” Colton groaned, getting up on his knees and looking down at my body. Without looking away, he reached down to his bulge, stroking it through his pants.

God help me…

I spread my legs and watched his gaze land between them. He swallowed hard while working his buckle, then unzipped his fly.

“Not yet,” I whispered. “I want to see you. Take off your shirt.” Because if I was going to lie here, naked and exposed, he was going to have to strip down too. I wanted the full experience. I wasn’t going to leave anything on the table tonight since this would never happen again.

I couldn’t let it.

I welcomed the almost painful throbbing of my clit as I watched Colton quickly unbutton and slide off his black button-down. His body was a work of art, a masterpiece, all chiseled muscle and smooth, tanned skin. Now I understood what he meant because I wanted to take hours to memorize every ripple, every ridge. To worship him.

It was when he left the bed to stand and strip off the rest that the already painful ache in my core threatened to kill me. He wasn’t just gorgeous, charming, and wicked enough to make a nun rethink her vows. He was hung like a horse. Big enough that a flash of doubt cut through me like lightning.

Could I handle that?

Would I be the world’s biggest idiot if I didn’t try?

He fished a condom from his wallet, which he tossed onto the nightstand before using his teeth to open the foil packet. I was transfixed by the sight of him unrolling the latex down his shaft. “Are you nice and wet for me?” he asked, staring down at my pussy again.

I reached down and dragged a finger between my lips, shivering at the way he groaned. “You tell me.” I held up my finger, and he took it in his mouth, scraping his teeth over it before running his tongue along its length and letting out a throaty moan. I dropped back against the soft sheets and held my breath while he positioned himself between my legs, spreading them wider to make room before dragging his head through my wetness. That alone was enough to send shock waves of pleasure rolling through me.

“Fuck me,” I begged.

Who was I? I didn’t recognize myself, and I didn’t care. None of that mattered when I had him, finally fulfilling fantasies I used to think I had let go of all that time ago.

All at once, a sharp, painful sensation tore through my consciousness as he began pushing his way inside me slowly, letting me adjust, filling me until I dangled between pain and pleasure.

Only one word would sum up everything I needed at that moment with my legs hooked around his hips, my arms draped over his shoulders, him fully inside me, our bodies joined, and his face hovering inches from mine. “More.”

A ghost of a smile flashed across his face before he pulled back and filled me again. It felt better that time and even better on the next stroke. It wasn’t long before I gripped him tighter, pushing against his ass with my heels, driving him even deeper.

This was what I was missing—total abandon and letting go of everything else. There was nothing but this, him and me in my bed. He was unlocking parts of me I never knew existed.

“You like this cock?” he grunted out through gritted teeth. He was losing his breath, and so was I. We both moved faster, using each other, letting ourselves be used.

I moaned, savoring the sensation of him moving inside me. The delicious friction, paired with his deep grunts, drove me closer. “Fuck me harder, Colton.”

It was happening. I felt myself tightening, clenching around him. The tension was too much. I was almost afraid.

There was no fighting it, though. “I’m coming!” I whined, dragging my nails across his shoulders and bracing myself.

“That’s right, baby.” His breath was hot against my ear, making me whine again. “Come on my cock. Come for me, Rose.”

That was it. Those four words. They sent me flying over the edge into sweet darkness, where there was nothing but the satisfaction of Colton groaning against my neck as he came, losing himself in me the way I lost myself in him.

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