Page 18 of Colt

“Yes,” he whispered hoarsely. “I want that too.”

A pang of anticipation fluttered through her stomach as he effortlessly lifted her up in his arms. His chest a solid wall against her, the muscles rippling. He carried her, cradled securely, feeling his body heat seep into hers like a seductive promise. Her heart thundered within her chest, matching the rhythm of his strong strides.

He navigated through the living room, each step echoing off the walls and stoking the fire building within her. She could feel his strength as he headed down a hallway and into his bedroom.

Returning from the realm of thoughts, she shifted against him when they reached their destination. Her landing onto the bed was cushioned by cool sheets, contrasting clearly with the flush that had spread over her skin. His taste still lingered on her lips as he leaned over her, sending shivers of anticipation coursing down her spine.

His sweatpants were loose, hanging low on his narrow hips while showcasing an alluring V-line leading eyes to its peak; his hard cock standing proudly against the fabric. His hand moved into the nightstand drawer, pulling out a foil packet that held a promise of pleasure. The rustling sound it made as he tore it open filled the air; anticipation hung thickly between them.

His dark gaze never strayed from hers during this sensual dance of preparation, a silent promise lingering in those depths. An intriguing balance of raw lust and gentle intimacy that made every nerve ending under her skin pulse with desire.

Leaving her momentarily breathless on the bed, he moved to stand at its end. One by one, he undid her shoes and peeled away any barrier of fabric separating them. Her clothes dropped to the floor, discarded like inhibitions, leaving her bare under his gaze.

The room brimmed with sexual tension, every breath between them acting as fuel to the flame. Every detail etched in their minds, the soft moans escaping her lips; the firm grip around his cock; the way his fingers danced over her skin, igniting sparks where they grazed. Their silent conversation was just beginning, an impending release held tightly at bay for not much longer amid moments of desire.

He lowered his head, kissed her legs, running his tongue along them, as he made his way to the juncture of her thighs, then he slid his tongue through her slit, making her gasp fill the room. He put his mouth over her sensitive clitoris, and sucked, driving her insane until her belly fluttered, and her orgasm took her breath away.

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Colt pushed her legs apart with his knee as he kissed his way up her body, the scent of her arousal filling his nose as he lowered himself to her. He positioned his throbbing cock and she spread her legs further for him without being asked. He thrust forward, burying himself deep inside her wet heat. They both let out a moan of pleasure as he filled her completely.

Chelsea’s fingers dug into his back as he started to move, his hips pumping in and out of her in a steady rhythm that was both powerful and gentle at once. The bed creaked beneath them, as they moved against each other in time with their movements.

“Fuck,” Colt groaned, as he looked into her eyes with each thrust. Chelsea arched her back and met him movement for movement, their bodies slapping together in a primal dance of desire.

“That’s it, baby,” he groaned, capturing one of her nipples between his teeth and tugging gently. She whimpered in response, the sound echoing through the room. Her fingernails dug into his back harder now, leaving tiny red marks behind as she lost herself in the sensations coursing through her body.

The friction between them grew more intense with every passing moment, amplifying the heat that already engulfed them both.

“You feel so good,” he muttered against her lips, kissing her, before looking at her. “I could do this all night.”

Chelsea’s breath came in deep pants, and she screamed out his name as she came.

Colt slammed into her again and again until his orgasm hit him hard. He closed his eyes tight and gave into the pleasure. He buried his face in the crook of her neck and fought for breath. Her warm breath came in pants against his ear.

He rolled off her to lay beside her and his chest heaved. He could hear her trying to control her breathing as well. Then it hit him at what he had done.

“Damn it,” he said as he sat up, walked to the bathroom, and slammed the door behind him. He removed the condom, tossed it into the trash, and washed his hands. Then he caught his reflection in the mirror.

“What were you thinking?” he muttered. He hung his head. What a stupid ass move that was. It had been hot as hell, but it was only going to cause problems. How the hell could he work around her now after such amazing sex? “You dumbass.”

He sighed, then he looked toward the door when he heard the bedroom door slam. Oh, hell. He entered the bedroom to see it empty, so he quickly pulled on his sweatpants and made his way to the kitchen to hear that door slamming as well.

He walked to the door, opened it, stepped onto the porch to see her driving off. He reentered the house and slammed the door. It looked like he had a long night ahead of him. Good thing tomorrow was Saturday, and he was off. He’d at least be able to stay away from her until Monday.

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Chelsea drove home, wiping tears from her cheeks. He regretted it. She didn’t, but he did. She knew when he swore and went into the bathroom, he was sorry it happened. God! It had been amazing though. She had never had such hot sex. Her ex-husband, Ron, never made her feel that good.

“Damn you, Colton Monroe. Why did you ruin it?”

After arriving home, she took a long hot bath, then crawled between the sheets, her body still buzzing from being with Colt. He sure knew what to do with a woman.

Saturday, she walked along the barn’s aisle, smiling at people getting their horses ready for rides or loading them into trailers to take them somewhere else to ride or to a competition of some kind.

She stopped to talk to a few of them, but looked for Brian, and found him at the indoor corral.

“Brian?”

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