Holding You (Love Wanted in Texas 3)

Shaking my head, I pushed my naughty thoughts away. Stay in control, Lauren. Control is the key here.

Colt stepped out of the tub and walked directly over to me. Placing his hands on my arms, Colt looked into my eyes. “Lauren, that was fucking amazing. I mean . . . I don’t even have words to describe how fucking hot that was.”

Slowly letting a smile play across my face, I whispered, “It was, huh?”

Chuckling he said, “Yeah, it was. I know why it felt so fucking good.”

Standing up straighter, I purred, “Cause I know how to ride?”

Colt tried to keep a straight face, but rolled his eyes. “Baby, we forgot a condom.”

My smile immediately fell and I’m sure my face turned white as a ghost. “What? Colt, how could we forget?”

Swallowing hard, Colt closed his eyes and shook his head. “Lauren, I’m so damn sorry. I know better than to ever risk something like that. It’s just, you took me by surprise, and it felt so damn good and I didn’t want to stop, and I wasn’t thinking. The moment I realized why it felt so good I pushed you off of me and came. I wasn’t in you when I came.”

Dropping my shoulders, I couldn’t help but smile and do a little jump. “Oh, thank God!”

Nodding, Colt said, “I know.”

“No, I thought you were turned off by my porn talk. I’m so relieved that’s not why you pushed me away.”

Colt gave me an incredulous stare. “Wait. What porn talk?”

Dropping my eyes some, I said, “You know. When I yelled out yes, yes, yes.”

Looking back into Colt’s eyes, he narrowed them as he continued to look at me with a confused expression. Then he started laughing. “Lauren, how is you calling out yes over and over . . . porn talk?”

Shrugging my shoulders I said, “I don’t know. Isn’t it?”

“Fuck no. And if at anytime you want to talk dirty to me, baby, I’m all for it.”

Sucking in my lower lip, I felt the pull in my lower stomach. “Really?”

Pulling me to him, Colt wrapped me in his arms. “Really, sweetheart.”

I loved being in Colt’s arms. There was no other place I?

?d rather be than right here. Up against, his cold, wet, naked body.

“Colt?”

Taking a step back and running his hand through his hair, I saw the worry on his face. “You need to dry off, and stop worrying. You pulled out before you came inside me. Plus, I got on birth control not too long ago.”

Colt’s face instantly relaxed, but then was quickly replaced with a look of horror. “Oh. Really? You got on birth control? How come?”

Tilting my head, I said, “Well, a certain hot football player from Texas A&M moved into the house I am living in. He has a very bad habit of walking around with no shirt on and let me tell you, his body is hot. Very hot.”

I’d never seen such a smile spread across Colt’s face. “Is that right? A hot football player?”

“Very hot, good-looking football player.”

Reaching behind me, I took a towel and handed it to Colt as he asked, “So, why the birth control?”

Shrugging, I turned and headed back out to the other room. Turning and walking backward, I purred. “Because I secretly hoped that one day, I’d get to ride this hot good-looking football player and fuck the hell out of him.”

Colt dropped the towel and stood there stunned. Spinning around, I headed toward the bed, giving myself an imaginary pat on the back.

Me, one point. Colt, zero. Hugging myself, I fell onto the bed and wondered how long it would take for Colt to recharge for round three.