Page 16 of Christmas with Hope

“No,” I breathed before straddling his waist and kissing him.

There was no way to explain what got into me other thanneed.I needed to feel Colton’s body against mine. I needed him.

Colton released my hands. I wanted to protest but when his hands grabbed my ass protesting left my mind. Arousal exploded throughout me. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled our bodies closer together.

“Colton,” I moaned against his lips.

“Hope,” he said, nipping my bottom lip then kissing me once more.

Our tongues explored each other’s mouths. Our hands roamed freely across each other’s bodies.

“Please,” I begged blindly without thinking of what I was asking him for. I just knew he was the answer.

“What do you need?” Colton asked, kissing down along the side of my neck. My hips moved, working my body against his. He sucked in a breath then bit the nape of my neck, unleashing the wild woman within me.

“Take your clothes off,” I demanded, sliding off his lap.

As I quickly made waste of my clothes, Colton watched me like a hawk. When I stood fully naked in front of him, he ran his hand down along my side, making me tremble.

“So beautiful,” he said huskily, standing up. He leaned down and kissed me. “So damn beautiful.”

“Thank you,” I whispered suddenly feeling shy about my curves. I began to wrap my arms around my stomach, but Colton grabbed my hands and shook his head.

“Don’t hide this temple from me.”

He released my hands and grabbed my hips. One quick movement and soon I was sitting on the bed with my legs spread and Colton kneeling in front of me. I swallowed hard at the thought of what was about to happen.

“Damn,” I said, biting my lip. My eyes wandered across his gorgeous body, skin tone, and pierced nipples.

“You like what you see?”

“Love what I see.”

When he made his pecs bounce, I damn near came.

“Oh my gosh.” There was a sudden ache between my thighs. “Colton.”

“What, beautiful?” he asked, brushing his fingertips slowly up the inside of my leg. I sucked in a breath as my legs trembled.

Colton’s eyes were on me the entire time as he tortured me with his touch. When he reached the pool of arousal between my thighs, a moan escaped me.

“You’re wet, Hope,” Colton said huskily, dropping his gaze between my thighs. “Are you wet for me?”

“Yes,” I admitted softly.

“Good,” he replied. His next action had my head falling back and me moaning.

Colton’s thick finger stretched me as it thrust inside me. More moans escaped me as he worked his finger in and out of me.

“You’re so tight, baby,” he said, adding a second finger inside me. My body stretched more and his thrusts sent waves of heat and pleasure through me.

“Colton,” I moaned. My head lifted and I looked at him. He was staring at me with a bad boy grin.

“Feel good?” His fingers worked in and out of me faster, stealing my breath away. “Does it feel good?”

“Ye… Yes,” I stammered. My hips began matching the rhythm of his fingers. It had been a long time since my body had been given pleasure of this magnitude.

“You look delicious, Hope.”

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