Page 18 of Breaking Her In

A rush of sensation blasts through me as I feel his tongue spread me. Hot, wet, firm–he drags the length of my valley and locks his eyes on mine. My jaw drops.

The first stroke of his tongue causes my back to arch off the bed. He growls into me like it’s the best thing he’s ever tasted. His hands are locked tight on my thighs, holding my legs wide while he licks me slow and deep.

“Oh God,” I murmur. “Colt…”

He doesn’t stop.

He’snotstopping.

His tongue dances and flicks circles around my clit until I’m writhing, staring out the window at the starry night sky as a lang, drawn-out moan escapes my lips. My hips jerk violently up, and my vision blurs.

“Colt!”

I come hard on his tongue, gasping his name like a prayer. He holds his tongue firm, sucking my clit through my climax, growling softly as I completely fall apart for him.

When he finally rises up from between my legs, his mouth is soaking, and his eyes are on fire.

“That was…incredible,” I manage to sputter out.

He shakes his head. “I’m not even close to done.”

Crawling up my body, he kisses every tender inch of me, causing me to squirm like a fish out of water. He kisses me again, slow and possessive, making me taste myself on his tongue. My legs wrap instinctively around his waist, needy for more.

His cock is rock hard and pressed against my entrance. “Condom?” he whispers into my ear.

I giggle. “It’s a little late for that, don’t you think?”

Colt nods, and I remember when he took me in the barn, how unbelievable it felt when he came inside me, filled me with his release, which dripped out of me and down my thighs when he finally pulled out.

A rumble of pure male satisfaction and desire quakes from his chest.

Without even looking, he lines himself up, the thick crown of his cock teasing my entrance. The view is hypnotizing. Didthat monsterseriously fit inside me?

“Look at me, Lena.”

I obey. And as I do, he pushes inside.

This time, there’s not an ounce of hesitation or holding back. The stretch causes me to gasp. He’s so fucking big, so thick. My pussy fights to take him, but I want it. I want it so badly I tug at his waist with my legs, forcing him deeper, welcoming the sting of his girth.

“Jesus, girl,” he grits out, pumping slowly. “You’re tighter than a goddamn clenched fist.”

I smile, so proud that I can makethis manreact this way. “Give me more. I want all of you.”

He presses deeper, giving me every single inch until he’s fully seated inside me, his balls pressing against my ass, his hips flush with mine. For a moment, he doesn’t move. He brushes away a strand of hair that’s fallen in my face, then delicately kisses me just above the nose.

“Are you okay?”

“I’m way better than okay,” I laugh. “Now come on, cowboy. Give it to me.”

And boy, does he.

Long, deep, hammering strokes that hit every spot inside me just right. His body is wide and heavy over mine, wrapped in glorious muscles that flex with every stroke. His eyes fix to mine, and I can see the pleasure wracking him too.

“You’re mine now, Lena,” he tells me, his voice strong with possessive heat. “You understand?”

“Yes,” I pant, flooded with emotion. “I’m yours.”

He loves that–I can tell. He groans and thrusts harder, lighting up my body with overwhelming bliss.

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