Page 31 of Sunshine & Sinful

He must sense my apprehension when he rounds the island, pries the kitchen towel from my fingers, balls it up, and tosses it into the sink. Like he did with Lily, Sunshine swoops me up as if I weigh nothing. My heart leaps into my throat as I hook my arm around his neck, and he damsel-in-distress carries me to the bedroom. So he doesn’t have to put me down, I turn the knob and push the door wide enough for us to fit. It clacks against the wall but not hard enough to leave a dent.

We don’t speak as he sets me on the edge of the bed and, just like last night, proceeds to remove my clothes. He doesn’t ask. He simply does. Over my head, he pulls my shirt, and with it goes my necklace. Knowing crystals matter to me, he lays my jewelry on my nightstand. My nipples tighten in the cold, but I don’t try to cover up.There’s nothing to be embarrassed about. At least, that’s what I keep telling myself.

Despite my trembling fingers, the jiggle of my leg, or the ball of nerves going wild in my belly, I let Sunshine take charge, and as always, he doesn’t disappoint.

Next, my back meets the bed, and down roll my leggings and panties at once until my pussy is right there, bare, open, and ready for him to see. He balls up my bottoms and chucks them onto the floor with a huff as if they offended him. With my ankles on his shoulders, he sinks his teeth into his bottom lip and stares—right there, at my core, where he entered this morning.

“You are the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen,” he whispers, shaking his head in awe.

My cheeks go up in flames.

Turning my head to the side, I squeeze my eyes shut, unable to look at him looking at me that way—with such reverence.

“Sweets.” Featherlight touches trace up my calves to my thighs until he’s there, sweeping through my slit with a single digit.

Goosebumps break across every inch of flesh, and I gasp, hands fisting at my sides as the man I’ve known for more than half my life traces around my clit with marksman-like precision.

“Look at me,” Sunshine growls. It’s dark and sensual, eliciting another shiver.

I can’t look at him. If I do, I might ask him to stop, but I don’t want to. I want this. I’ve dreamed of this moment for far too long, wondering what it might look like, how it would happen, how it would feel.

Pinching my clit, he rolls it through his deft fingers, and my back arches off the mattress. I cry out in pleasure.

His low hum of manly satisfaction makes my heart flutter.

There’s a rustling of clothes followed by pants dropping to the floor. Sunshine shuffles and kicks out of them but never stops massaging my clit. It’s slow. A burn. A spark. Absolute perfection.

Setting down one of my legs so it drapes over the side of the bed, I hear Sunshine’s deep breaths as he removes his shirt and tosses it onto the ground with a grunt. Without pause, he presses in until his body covers mine. Chest on chest, heat on heat. His masculine scent fills my head. It centers me. Relaxes me. My legs instinctively wrap around his muscular waist. Reaching beneath me, he cups an ass cheek and lifts us onto the center of the bed, where his cock glides between my aroused folds. His bristly cheek brushes mine until his lips caress the shell of my ear. “I’m sorry I didn’t do it this morning,” he groans before withdrawing just enough to line up and welcome himself home.

It’s tight.

It’s everything.

Clawing at his shoulders, heels digging into his ass, a pleasured cry rips from my throat. “Colton!”

“That’s it, Sweets. Now open your eyes.”

I can’t.

That will make this real.

Too real.

I shake my head.

The man above me, inside me, everywhere, chuckles,sending vibrations through his cock into my center. He brushes his soft lips across mine.

I gasp in surprise.

“Open your eyes.” Drawing his hips back a fraction, Sunshine slams them home, and my eyes pop open in ecstasy. “There you are.” He smiles and brushes his nose against the side of mine before he pulls back to stare deeply into my eyes.

“Hi.” He winks.

“H-hi.”

“Now that I have you here. We need to talk.”

“Now?” I shudder.

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