Total pages in book: 115
Estimated words: 107561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 538(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 107561 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 538(@200wpm)___ 430(@250wpm)___ 359(@300wpm)
But he holds me together, helping me through it, and when I come back to my senses, he’s kissing me again, my forehead and cheeks and throat. “The most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen,” he grunts, driving himself against my hip. He’s so hard; his precum soaks through his shorts, dampening my palm when I touch him again. “Oh fuck, I need to be inside you. I need it.”
I don’t say a word, only working my thong down and tossing it aside before welcoming him between my spread thighs. I need this, too. “I want you inside me,” I whisper, my voice shaky with nerves.
He lowers himself on top of me, stretching out, and I strain upward to catch his mouth before he slides in, filling me up all at once. Our mingled groans are lost between us, and he begins to move, taking me with slow, deep strokes.
I close my eyes and focus on the feeling. The growing heat, the friction between our bodies. The way his heart races against my chest, against my lips when I run them over his throat. It’s pounding the way mine is.
“Yes,” I whisper, holding him tight with my legs and pulling him deeper. I need him to know I want this. That he was right, that this is how it needs to be. “Yes, more.”
And he gives it to me, driving himself deeper, harder. Maybe I never finished coming in the first place, or perhaps it’s happening all over again. All I know is I feel it building almost on top of the last one, stronger this time. Every time our bodies meet and he rubs against me, he pushes me a little closer to the edge.
“Getting tighter,” he pants close to my ear before lifting his head. “So tight.”
“Getting close…”
“You’re going to come for me again?”
I whimper my response, unable to speak.
“I want you to come on my cock. I want to feel every ripple of those muscles. I want you to milk me dry. Will you do that?”
“Yes. Come with me,” I plead.
“I’m… going to.” Yes, he’s moving faster, losing his rhythm. And I love that, too, feeling him lose control, knowing I’m the reason. “Fuck, I’m going to…”
“Yes.” I jerk my hips, meeting his rapid thrusts, losing control the way he is. “Yes, Colt! I’m—” It hits all at once and cuts off anything else I was going to say, but there’s no need to announce it when he feels it happening from the inside. He crashes against me one last time before grunting out his release. The warm rush of his cum filling me is a deep, satisfying sensation. So much better than it ever was before. How have I lived without this?
How can I go back to life without it?
“Leni.” He collapses on top of me, and I hold him, listening to his ragged breaths and his soft grunts as he comes down from the high he drove us both to. “Are you okay?”
That he would even ask me—breathless, muffled against my neck—brings tears to my eyes. But these aren’t tears of pain or sadness. More like gratitude. I smile through them even though he can’t see them. “I’m fine. Better than fine.”
CHAPTER 39
I’m sure the last thing Piper expected when she got back from her lecture was to find Colt in the middle of putting a shirt on. “What are you doing?” she shrieks. “Get out of here! Oh my god!”
Colt and I look up in unison. I lost track of time, and we scrambled out of bed to try and get him out of here before Piper returned from class. We didn’t make it.
And now she’s standing in the doorway to our room, looking horrified. “I’m getting security.”
“No, wait. It’s not like that.”
“What, did he tell you to say that?” I don’t think she could give him a filthier look than she is right now. “I ought to cut your balls off for what you’ve done. How could you? What was it this time? How did you convince her?”
Colt doesn’t say a word. I don’t know if he’s shocked or amused by her reaction. I reach her, take her by the arm, and pull her into the room, then close the door so we have at least a modicum of privacy. “It isn’t like that this time. I know it sounds crazy, but it’s complicated. I promise, though. He didn’t force me into it.”
Then I shoot him a look over my shoulder. “This time.”
Understanding dawns in his eyes, and he waves a hand between us. “You told her?”
“I told her everything, yeah. I had to talk to somebody. I was going crazy.”
“Don’t even pretend it’s not true.” The look Piper’s giving him could melt steel. If I didn’t truly believe she meant it when she said she wanted us to be friends again, I would believe it now. She’s ready to kill for me.