Total pages in book: 33
Estimated words: 31300 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 157(@200wpm)___ 125(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 31300 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 157(@200wpm)___ 125(@250wpm)___ 104(@300wpm)
“Yeah, I’m not holdin’ my breath.” Mia linked arms with James and aimed for the bar and restaurant. “Daddy, can I buy you a whiskey?”
We heard the suspicion in James’s response as Colt and I reached the elevators. “Last time you offered to buy me a drink, you’d crashed my truck. What did you do, girl?”
I snickered and entered the car, and that was the end of the humor. Within a second, Colt had me up against a wall.
“Fourth floor,” I managed to say before he kissed me.
The first fuck was over embarrassingly quickly.
We hadn’t even made it to the bed…
Thankfully, Colt was in no hurry to meet up with his family downstairs, so we shed the last of our clothes and slipped under the covers together.
He kissed my chest while I gathered my hands under my head and savored the dull pain from having his cock stretching my ass. Not having sex for almost a year was…new. But God, worth it. All I saw was this man.
“Any news about the transfer?” I asked lazily.
“Mmm.” His teeth grazed one of my nipples. “I report at Langley in two weeks.”
That was a relief. We’d be relatively close. Much closer than South Carolina, at least.
Colt had told me his goal was to be stationed in DC, though he’d have to wait a couple years. That was fine. He wasn’t close to retirement yet, and I’d read up on enough military tales to be thankful we were on the same coast.
“Do you think you’re going back to Iraq?” I hadn’t wanted to ask, but I couldn’t avoid it any longer. That was just how it was. I was dating a guy in the Air Force. Deployments were a part of it.
“I don’t think anyone’s goin’ back there anytime soon.” He seemed more interested in kissing my chest and stomach, not that I minded. He pushed down the duvet and got settled between my legs. “We’re pulling out of Iraq—or that’s the plan.”
“Afghanistan, then? Or any other war zone?”
He shook his head. “Not now, anyway. I’ll be home for a year or so before there’s even talk about it, and by then, I’m pretty sure we’ll have new regulations in place.”
“What do you mean?”
“There’s been a lot of debate about the toll it takes on pilots to be gone for twelve months. The missions turn us into head cases.” He winked up at me, and I merely touched his cheek. “I’ll tell you more about it—later.”
I smiled. “You got plans now?”
He hummed and licked the length of my cock, only to suck me into his mouth, and I let out a long sigh of pleasure and closed my eyes.
His tongue swirled around me, and he took his time to tease me and drive me fucking crazy. Long strokes, firm lips around me, humming sounds that sent vibrations up my shaft.
“Jesus fuck, love,” I exhaled.
My fingers disappeared into his short hair, and I guided him over me, but he set the pace. He found the most seductive rhythm and slowly and steadily pushed me toward the brink in the distance.
I rolled my hips and hit the back of his throat, my head sliding along the roof of his mouth, and it felt so good that I did it again and again and again. Colt caught on quickly, relearning my sensitive spots, and redoubled his efforts.
When I thought it couldn’t get any better, he tightened his lips around my cock further, and my abs clenched. I groaned and pushed him down on me. He let me have it. He let me fuck his mouth and take what I wanted.
“God…” I fisted my hair with both hands and arched my back.
I had to decide quickly if I wanted to come like this or if I wanted him to fuck me when I came.
I. Couldn’t. Stop. Him.
I couldn’t bring myself to pull away.
Colt sucked hard at my head and glided one hand up my thigh, up my hip, up my side, and I met his hand next to us and threaded our fingers together. Then he took me so deep, and I stumbled mentally. My heart pounded, my muscles contracted, and sweat beaded across my chest.
“I’m gonna come, Colt. Fuck.”
My orgasm surged through me and swept me with it, and I was gone.
My release shot out of me in sharp bursts, each one leaving me a bit more listless than the last.
Colt took all of me and squeezed my hand tightly.
I couldn’t think. I swam in the bliss and fragments of faraway thoughts. I couldn’t grasp anything.
As I shook with the remnants of the most intense orgasm I’d had in a year, Colt climbed over me, slicked up his cock, and pushed inside my ass.
I groaned through a gasp.
He kissed me brutally and fucked me even harder. Deep, forceful thrusts that halted my recovery. I was torn between begging him to stop and begging for more.