Ride or Die (Rejects Paradise 4)

He finally takes pity on me and curls an arm around my waist before scooting me toward the very edge of the counter and lining himself up with my entrance. The tip of his cock rubs against my clit, teasing me and driving me wild.

I tighten my legs around him, pulling him closer. His lips drop to my neck, and he tsks me while swiping his impressive length over my sensitive skin again. “Patience,” he murmurs against my neck, his lips working me and making me flood with desire.

I curl my hand around his back and up into his messy hair, fisting my fingers into it, dying for some kind of release. “I have many skills, Colton,” I whisper, my thinly veiled desperation seeping through my quiet tone, much like the wetness between my legs. “But patience isn’t one of them.”

“I know. That’s what makes it so good.”

“Careful,” I tease. “If you can’t make it happen, I’ll have no choice but to take matters into my own hands.”

Colton pulls back, meeting my eyes and almost looking offended with my comment. “I dare you to try,” he says, rubbing that heavy cock over my clit just for fun. “Then see what happens.”

I reach down between us, taking his cock in my hand, loving the feel of his velvety skin on my fingertips. I work my hand up and down, curving my thumb over his tip with every chance I get. He groans and leans into me, meeting his lips with mine as his fingers finally find my entrance. He slips two thick fingers straight in and curves them just right so with that very first touch, he finds my G-spot, making me gasp in excitement.

He plays with me, torturing my body as I do the same to his, and then all too soon, his fingers pull out of me, and I watch as he brings them to his mouth and sucks them clean. I gape at him, loving every second of this, but I don’t get a chance to linger on it before he pushes me down on the counter and grabs my legs, opening them wide.

Colton lines himself up with my entrance while watching my heated body. I feel so vulnerable, so exposed. Yet in this dim candlelit room, I’ve never felt sexier, that is, until he pushes into me and makes me feel more alive than I've ever felt in my life.

He fills me to the brim, stretching me as he goes. His hands slide over my body, gently pinching at my pebbled nipples. I can’t help but tip my head back, feeling every nerve ending light on fire and begin to burn within me.

He draws back before sliding straight back in, and the soft, delicious groan that rumbles through his chest is enough to set me off.

He works me, treating my body like a blank canvas with all the potential in the world. He touches me just right, every brush of his fingertips, every scan of his eyes. It’s intoxicating. His thumb presses down over my clit as he pulls out of me. I suck in a gasp, the feeling almost too much to handle.

Colton watches me with heat in his eyes, seeing my pleasure as his own. I clench down around him, feeling that familiar ache beginning to build deep within me, so strong and enticing. He meets me thrust for thrust, giving me exactly what I need and picking up pace as his thumb teases my clit.

“Holy shit,” I pant, squirming beneath him, my orgasm building so strong that I don’t think I’ll be able to handle it.

Colton’s hand slips into mine, lacing our fingers and squeezing hard. “Don’t you dare come, not yet.”

“I … can’t,” I pant, feeling my orgasm right on the edge.

He clenches his jaw, so fucking close. His hand tightens on me as he adds more pressure to my clit. I barely hold on, squeezing my eyes closed and silently begging him to launch me over the edge. “Fuck,” he grunts. “You’re so fucking perfect.”

My head tips back further, and I arch my back off the counter, pressing my tits up into the air. I grab hold with my other hand, squeezing them, kneading, and pinching while feeling his burning gaze on my body. “Fuck yeah, baby,” he groans through his clenched teeth, watching me play.

He gets even faster and then, finally, tips me over the edge. I clench down on him, feeling my orgasm tear through me like dynamite as he comes hard, deep within me. My body squirms, my toes curl, and my bottom lip is nearly shredded from my bite.

Maybe it’s the pregnancy hormones, or maybe Colton is just that good, but I’ve never felt it so intense, so deeply, or so satisfying. My body is completely wrecked. I’m so exhausted and utterly spent that after he pulls out from me, I can’t move. I just lay there, spread eagle on the kitchen counter until he returns to me, surprising me on the other side of the counter with his lips on mine. “Are you okay?” he murmurs, his lips stretching into a boyish grin.