Page 49 of Out of the Shadows
“That’d be very unfortunate for them. So you better hurry up and shove your pretty little fingers up that greedy cunt.”
My heartbeat pounded in my ears as his words fed the flames deep in my core and transformed them into a wildfire. My whole body was ablaze, and Colt was the fuel that fed the fire consuming me from the inside out. Jesus Christ, where did that filthy mouth of his come from?
He raised an eyebrow, the white scar running through it standing out, and I knew then I’d do anything he asked. The mere thought of his hand around my throat was enough to push me over the edge.
Without a second thought, I slipped a finger inside me. His heavy gaze was glued to the movement as I slowly slid the digit in and out.
“Now give me a taste.” My brain, hazy with lust and the thrill of possibly being caught with my legs spread, took a few seconds to put the command into action.
No sooner than I pulled my finger free of my slippery hole had Colt impatiently grabbed my wrist and licked it from knuckle to tip, with an obscene, gravelly moan on his lips. His hot tongue lapped up my arousal, making me tremble, and I struggled not to squeeze my legs in search of friction.
“Fucking hell,” he grunted. His face was of pure rapture, with a drop of sweat trickling down his temple, and his breaths were heavy. “Now two fingers. Stretch it out a little. It’ll make it easier later.”Later? Did he mean …?
Unable to contemplate this and comply with his request at the same time, I pushed two fingers into myself, and although it burned slightly to stretch myself, I picked up the pace.
My eyes tried to flutter shut, but I forced them to stay open, determined not to miss any of this. The urge to come, to come for Colt as he watched me, was almost overwhelming. I moaned and let my fingers slide through my slippery folds, spreading my juices to my clit, circling it, then plunging back inside.
“Just like that. Let yourself go. Show me how pretty you are when you come for me.”
I concentrated on my clit, knowing that would make me come the fastest. Fuck, I hoped I wouldn’t leave a stain on his seat. The telltale tingling started, my hips bucked, and my toes curled. My legs tensed, closing imperceptibly, but nothing seemed to escape Colt’s notice.
His fingers dug into my thighs above my knees, forcing my legs apart again, before he stared down at me with the expression of a man starved. That didn’t seem to be enough for him, though, as he pushed my knees up to my chest, exposing me completely.
Colt’s hoarse groan and the vulnerable position he hadpushed me into did the trick.
“Colt, I’m — oh my god, I’m coming!” With a small scream, I shot over the edge, spinning in free fall as the muscles in my stomach and legs spasmed.
Holy shit, that was intense.
I hadn’t recovered yet, the ringing in my ears still prominent, but Colt didn’t give a shit. He yanked my hand from between us to his lips and sucked and licked every last bit of my cream off.
“You did good, baby. I can’t believe I got to see that, you’re so fucking sexy. I love watching you.”
Greedily, my fingers reached for him, wanting to free the monster between his legs and taste him, make him feel good, but he caught my wrists and held them in a tight grip.
“Nuh-uh,” he tsked. “Soon. Let’s get home first. I have no idea what I’m going to do when those beautiful lips get near my cock again. But I do know that I intend to last longer than last time, and after your little show, that’s not going to happen. You’re going to have to wait. Buckle up.”
Colt pushed my legs inside, closed the door, and walked around the truck to the driver’s side. As he got in, it rocked under his weight. My man was massive.My man?
His spicy scent surrounded me, so I took a deep breath. He’d said we were going home, and he’d said it like it was a place we shared. My heart soared at this auspicious comment.
Before he pulled away, he raked his gaze over me once more in a fiery sweep, then placed his hand on my bare leg. He hadn’t given me back my panties, so his pinky was brushing dangerously close to my slit. I squirmed in my seat, and he chuckled darkly.
“Already? Damn. Don’t worry, we’ll be home soon.” Hespent the rest of the ride launching an attack on my body with that one fingertip, without ever actually touching me where I wanted him to.
By the time we got to his house, I was a mess. The gentle brush of his finger across the sensitive skin of my inner thigh drove me to the brink of insanity, but this was nothing new when it came to Colt.
My infatuation with him had made me question my sanity more than once, driven me to do some pretty dodgy things, and seemed to know no bounds. Although I had long known what I felt for Colt was powerful and inexplicable, my feelings had intensified.
From a simple crush, something else had grown, something I couldn’t quite name. It had wrapped itself around me in a relentless grip, body and soul. Now I knew with unerring, unshakable certainty that Colt Michaels was my endgame.
We walked across the paved path in the front yard to the door, and most of the windows were dark, only a faint glow through the large living room window signaling a light was on somewhere in the house.
Butterflies erupted in my stomach, fluttering wildly as Colt intertwined our hands and led the way. Something felt different, there had been a shift, for both of us.
When we reached the door, he turned and studied me for a moment, a few stray strands of hair falling over his eyes.
“Hailey, I … Fuck, I should have asked this before. Are you still tipsy?”
