Ride or Die (Rejects Paradise 4)

My wrists are bound just like his were except there’s no way that I’ll be getting out of this.

By the time Colton makes his way back to the end of the bed, I’m a mess filled with a nervous anticipation. I'm more than experienced when it comes to being a little kinky, but this is certainly different. I can’t say that I’ve ever done anything like it before but fuck it, I’m so down. In fact, I’m already excited about telling Milo all about it.

Shit. Milo? Why the hell am I thinking about Milo at a time like this?

Focus, bitch. You only get to experience this shit for the first time once.

Colton climbs up the end of the bed until he’s kneeling between my legs. He looks down at me … all of me, and the hunger in his eyes has me almost coming on the spot. I instantly start squirming, unable to help myself as the need intensifies within me.

He better touch me fast because there’s no way in hell I’m going to last very long. Hell, I could probably just think about coming and throw myself off the freaking edge.

Taking pity on me, Colton drops his fingers to my knees, slowly trailing them down my inner thigh, watching the movement with fire deep in his eyes. He’s looking at me as though he’s been thinking about doing this since the second he met me.

His fingers finally find my center with the softest brush over my clit, and my whole body flinches, needing so much more. I’m so sensitive, so attuned to his touch.

He does it again, grinning as my body trembles under his touch, only this time he doesn’t stop. His fingers travel south until he finds the promised land, and he instantly pushes them deep inside me, finding me dripping wet and more than ready.

His fingers curl, moving in and out as he teases me, hitting the right spot and sending me insane with pleasure as I pull against my binds. My whole body squirms as I have no choice but to completely give myself up to him. It’s intoxicating, riveting, addictive, I could do this until the end of time. I’ve never felt anything so intense. At least, I thought so until he drops his mouth to my clit and makes me scream out his name.

My body convulses, trembling with every swipe of his tongue. His fingers are relentless, hitting the spot over and over again with perfect precision.

I’d give anything to wrap my legs around his head and squeeze, but the fact that I can’t and am leaving every ounce of my pleasure in his hands is leaving me completely breathless in all the right ways.

“Fuck, Colton,” I yell, not giving a shit if I were to wake his sisters. “Yes, FUCK.”

He keeps going, adding pressure to my clit, and then in a blinding flash of pleasure, my orgasm slams through me, making me come on his fingers while calling out his name. My eyes clench, and I throw my head back, arching my back off the bed as my orgasm rocks through me.

Colton doesn’t relent, continuing his torture on my body until my every nerve is completely numb.

My breath comes in short, sharp gasps as I struggle to take a deep breath, feeling as though I’ve just run a marathon.

My head falls back against the mattress, and I meet his heated stare. “You’ve been holding out on me,” I comment, wondering what other tricks he has hidden up his sleeve.

“Baby, you haven’t seen nothing yet.”

With that, Colton grabs the spreader bar and flips me onto my stomach before pulling me up to my knees. I squeal out in pleasant surprise as he presses his large hand into the center of my back and forces my chest down until my ass is high in the air, all his for the taking.

Colton moves in behind me and just like that, fucks me until we’re both collapsing into an exhausted heap in his bed, completely and utterly spent.Chapter 26My fingers trace circles against Colton’s chest as I listen to the soft, rhythmic beat of his heart. It's the first thing in the morning, and my eyes are heavy with the need to sleep. After the night we shared together, I thought sleep would have come easily, but the second Colton drifted off, everything else came rushing back.

I knew I should have told him last night, but we had such a great night together that it would have been a shame to ruin it with my new reality. How am I supposed to tell him that I’m not a free woman and in possibly more shit than I was before? It’ll crush him, but I’m done with the lies and secrets. No more. The second he wakes up, I’m laying it all out for him, and then we can make a plan together.