“Please, Colton.”
“I know, baby. I know. Give it to me. I know what you want.” He used his teeth to give her that bite of pain, only to soothe it out with the flat of his tongue. She screamed his name and as she came, he continued to lick her pussy and fuck her with his fingers. He didn’t get the chance to watch her but he knew she was a sight to behold. She gave him everything, not holding back.
Only when she started to come down did he pull back and stare at her. The tension in the air was there between them. Now he wanted her bouncing on his dick. He hoped he could keep up with his end of the deal.
He had this feeling he wasn’t going to be able to keep his hands off her.
13
“Sugar. God, baby I’m on fire for you.”
“Yes, Colton.” His name came out as a strangled groan from her. Her pussy was saturated, and all she wanted was to let him know that she was so ready, that she had never been readier for anything than she was right now.
He grabbed her waist, and before she knew what was happening he had her pressed to the kitchen island and spun around, her belly pressed flat to the counter now. The granite was cold but soon heated. Goosebumps popped out along her flesh. Her back was to his chest and she could feel the defined length of his stiff erection along the crease of her ass.
Licking her lips, she looked over her shoulder. She could see the raw desire on his face.
“I’ve never wanted anything more than I want this—you—Colton.” She licked her lips. She’d never been so bold in her emotions, in speaking what she wanted. But with Colton she felt like she could be any way she wanted around him. “I don’t even care if this is crossing lines. I don’t care if this is fraternization. I want you too badly.”
He groaned and closed his eyes, clearly grappling with his control.
“I want you. We can worry about everything after it is all said and done.” Sugar didn’t know what would happen between them after this, but she didn’t care. Colton didn’t want this as a one-time thing … and neither did she.
He ran his hands up, over the sides of her breasts, and across her abdomen. She was thick, with curves and an ass that went on for miles. She loved her body and it was evident Colton did too if the hard erection digging into her back was anything to go by.
“So fucking gorgeous,” he said gruffly. “God, I love that you’re so fucking curvy, love that you have lushness that makes you a woman.” He growled. “It gives me something to hold on to while I fuck you … claim you.”
She saw how his pupils were dilated, the blackness taking over the irises. He pressed his dick into her ass again and she felt how big he was, how long and thick. God, how would that feel inside of her?
He gripped her hips tightly and pulled her fully back against him. As if her ass against his shaft was too much for him, he turned again after only a second, and lifted her back on the counter. This was like one sexually charged rollercoaster ride.
Colton slammed his lips down on hers with all the built-up passion and desire they both had. Slowly, he ground his cock against her pussy, teasing her until the words for him to fuck her were right on the tip of her tongue. He was a skilled kisser as he moved his tongue along her lips. No doubt fucking him would be intense and powerful.
And then he broke the kiss, leaving her panting, needing him even more. Colton went for the button of his pants. The sound of his zipper sliding down sent shivers throughout her body. He took another step back, his gaze between her legs, his fingers on the edge of his pants. Lowering her gaze, she saw the trail of dark blond hair that disappeared beneath his underwear.
“Touch yourself for me. Show me where you want me.”
Feeling bold and doing what he said, she reached between her legs and slipped her hand between her thighs. He stared at her pussy, and she could see the way he breathed hard and fast. Sugar knew she was breaking his control.
Good. She wanted him as far gone as she was for him.
She wanted to tempt him, wanted to make him as hot as she was so that he really lost control. She touched her soaked cleft. Her clit throbbed when the air touched it. She was drenched, so wet she could feel her cream slide down her skin.
Sugar had never been so wanton. She ran the pad of one finger along the swollen rise of her labia, rubbing it slowly before pulling it back so he could see her inner lips.