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She smiled. “I don’t want you to let me go.” Her fingers went to the buttons of my jeans, and she began to pop them open. “I want you to fuck me, Colt.”

I pulled the belt of her robe open and slipped the silky material off her shoulders until she was naked and bared to me.

I’d unknowingly been waiting for this moment for twelve goddamned years. At last, Freya Stone was ready to be mine in all ways.

Chapter Fourteen

Freya

Colt’s kisses and touches made my skin burn with need. I sighed, the heat from his body warming mine as he pressed himself closer, allowing his beautiful, long fingers to stroke my nipples into hardened peaks.

“Please don’t stop,” I begged, voice a whisper as warm lips hit my neck, gently pulling at my skin. My pussy clenched with need. I’d dreamed of this moment for years. I could hardly believe we’d finally gotten here.

Goose bumps covered my skin, following the trail of his fingers as he moved them up to gently fist my hair at the root before rolling me onto my back.

“You make me feel so good,” I breathed.

Fingers traced over my pussy, finding my clit, and pressing down gently, making me spread my legs further, a silent request for more. “Gonna make you feel even better soon, baby,” Colt rasped, his deep voice filling the room. “You’re so fuckin’ beautiful.”

I smiled, loving the words and the way they curled around my heart.

The ache in my pussy intensified as his fingers dipped inside me. “So fuckin’ wet for me,” Colt breathed against my lips, his ocean-blues darkening with desire. He nuzzled my nose, and then I shivered as his lips trailed down my cheek and neck.

Colt wriggled down the bed until he maneuvered himself between my legs. Getting to his knees, he looked up at my body. His stare heated everywhere it touched, and I shivered in anticipation.

His hands slid up his thighs, and he lifted one, slinging it over his shoulder before he lowered himself down.

Desperate for his touch, I rocked my hips as he lowered his mouth to my pussy, latched onto my clit, and sucked hard. I let out a loud moan as I felt his lips tug me into his hot mouth, his tongue pressing hard.

I cried out loud.

“Fuck, yeah,” he muttered against me, the vibration of his voice almost making me pass out with pleasure before his thumb hit my clit and his tongue speared my core.

I moaned over and over, thighs trembling as every nerve ending set alight. Arching my back, my body took over, and I rolled my hips, chasing the build of pleasure from the sensations coursing through me.

“I’m gonna come,” I cried.

Still licking me, he looked up, and our eyes locked. “In my fuckin’ mouth, Freya. Give it to me.” His eyes slid back to my pussy, and he went back to work, sucking and pulling on my clit.

His finger slid gently inside me, and it all became too much. My pussy clamped down with the building pressure, and I let out a scream as a blazing orgasm ripped through my body.

Strong fingers dug into my ass, pulling me closer like he wanted to drink from me. He hummed on my clit as my climax reached its peak.

My hips jerked into the air uncontrollably. I whimpered as I kept coming. I felt a strong arm fall across my stomach, pinning me in place as Colt ate me through my climax.

I whined with the intensity caused by his growl as he sucked my pulsing clit into his mouth, prolonging the pinnacle of my orgasm for what seemed like hours. “You taste like Chanel,” he muttered, releasing me, and sliding up my body. The leg previously placed over his shoulder fell, and he hooked it around his hip before positioning his cock and sliding inside.

I cried out as a sharp, burning pain seared through me.

My eyes flew open as I cried out, mid-arch, shocked and confused by the deep ache.

Colt’s hands drove into my hair, and he angled my face to look into my eyes. “Sshh, baby. It’s done now.” He dipped his head and dropped a kiss on my lips before letting out a groan. “So fuckin’ hot and tight, Princess.”

I blinked, my shocked stare darting around the room as I battled my disorientation to get my bearings. Finally, my rounded eyes rested on Colt’s face, and my skin prickled with realization.

“You ready for more?” Colt whispered against my mouth. “Has the pain gone?”

I concentrated, reaching for an answer. It burned slightly, but it wasn’t painful. “I’m ready.”

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