Fuck me, that feels good. But then again, it always feels amazing.
The need to be deep inside her pounds through me, and I thrust my hips until I’m surrounded by her tight sheath. For just a heartbeat, I pause, enjoying the heat of the sun as it strokes over our bare flesh. Is there anything better than this?
Nothing I can think of.
“One of the neighbors could peek outside and see us.” Her voice turns breathy. I can’t tell if the idea bothers her or turns her on.
My guess is the latter.
“Let them look,” I growl. Buried inside her like I am, there is no way I’m going to stop. This is happening. If I have my way, they’ll hear her way before they ever catch sight of us.
I thrust my hips, pulling almost all the way out before surging forward again. By the third time, her head is falling back to expose the delicate column of her neck as her eyelids feather shut. A guttural moan escapes from her lips.
Stupid as it sounds, my breath hitches as I watch her. I couldn’t rip my gaze away from the gorgeous picture she makes riding my cock. Her cheeks have pinkened, and the long line of her back is arched, thrusting her breasts forward.
She’s so fucking beautiful.
And mine.
Five years ago, that thought would have sent a torrent of panic flooding through me. I would have pushed her away, needing to dismiss my feelings for her.
But times have changed.
And I’ve changed with them.
After all, this is Colton 2.0 we’re talking about here.
I’m a new man.
A better man.
For her.
~The End~