He pressed a fleeting kiss to her lips. “Say it again.”
She gripped his shoulders. “Take me, Colt.”
“Anything you want, sugar. But you’re gonna have to hold on tight, because this rodeo is just getting started.”
Gazes locked, he slowly slid inside. Watched her brows rise and her breath catch as he buried himself in hot wet paradise.
“Damn, you’re so tight.”
He withdrew slightly, only to rock forward with more force, wedging himself deeper.
She gripped his ass, her fingernails sinking in like spurs. All Colt wanted to do in that moment was buck ferociously until she screamed his name.
…
Jenna could feel him throbbing inside her. Though she didn’t have much to compare it to, Colt’s cock had taken her by surprise. It was so long and thick that her jaw was still sore from taking him with her mouth. Though she was ready for him, her body weeping from the orgasm he’d already given her, it was still a tight fit.
And now she was spiraling out of control. Just when she thought she could handle him, he’d changed the game. Fast and hard, then soft and smooth. He was messing with her sanity. When he kissed her with slow tenderness, it tugged at her heart, while his intense urgency lit up every nerve ending. He was consuming her, inside and out. Yet she needed more.
He plunged into her over and over. The look in his eyes, the praise in his kiss—Jenna felt him all the way to her bones. She was in over her head, but it was too late now. And God help her, she didn’t want to go back.
Would she ever be the same after tonight? Probably not. But she’d have the memory, and hopefully that would be enough to keep her warm.
The sudden thought made her ribs shrink as though her beating heart was being smothered.
She clutched him tighter. Moving against him as he moved over her. She snared his bottom lip between her teeth and whispered, “More.”
“Ah, sugar.” Goose bumps broke out over his skin, as if his body were just pricked by her words. He ground his hips against her, then pulled almost all the way out. “I’m gonna make you regret that request and scream for my mercy.”
He slammed inside her, rocking the headboard against the wall.
And like he promised, she screamed.
But it was good. So wonderfully good. She felt stretched to her max and deliciously full. He wrapped an arm under her ass and yanked her up. With only her shoulders on the mattress, he thrust in and out, fucking her so hard her teeth clattered with each forceful blow. She reached back and gripped the shaking headboard, her orgasm rising quickly.
They were both panting. His hard chest and abs flexing with every twist of his sinful hips. A light sheen of sweat misted him.
He was working her over and all she could do was beg. “More! Please, Colt, more.”
He growled and, instead of continuing, pulled out all the way, lifted her ass even higher, and bent over to tongue her clit.
“Oh my God!” she screamed.
His biceps bulged as he held her captive against his ravenous tongue, licking the tiny bundle of nerves quickly, until the sparks of her climax began to intensify. In one swift move, he drew his mouth away, lowered her, then slammed back inside her core.
“Colt!” She screamed out as her orgasm roared through her.
Her bones shattered and her muscles boiled. It went on and on. She melted, but all she could do was hold on and pray that somehow he’d put her back together.
She felt Colt’s pleasure on the heels of her own. His strong body heaved and convulsed as his release took over. Riding them through their climax and taking them as far as they could go.
She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think. Her limbs were like jelly. When Colt collapsed on top of her, his weight felt like the most necessary thing. The one thing she’d been missing her whole life.
After a few moments, he lifted his head to look at her. A self-satisfied grin stretched his face. “That was one wild ride, Miss Justice.”
His teasing words and playful nip on her chin made Jenna want to play back. “I must say, cowboy, I’m impressed. I was worried you could only handle eight seconds at a time.”
He growled and thrust his shaft inside her again. She gasped. Amusement was gone. He was hard? Still? How was that even possible? As if reading her mind, he kissed her lips and whispered, “You said one night, JJ.”