Page 49 of 7 Dirty Lies

Chapter14

“Oh god, Colt!”I moaned into his pillow.It was the third night this week I’d wound up screaming his name into the next day and I couldn’t say I was regretting my decision to have secret sex with Colt in theleast.

In fact right then I was pretty okay with everything he was doing to me.I was on my knees, face down in his pillow to muffle the sound as he knelt on the ground, his tongue inside me, his fingers...everywhere.My nipples, my clit, my folds...if it was sensitive and pleasurable, Colt was there.All at once, then one at a time, then all at once again, drawing out my orgasm for nearly an hour.I was shaking and my skin wasonfire.

“How are youdoing?”

I’m dying and living all at once.“I don’t think I can takemuchmore.”

He grunted and left me again.I almost cried just like I had when he’d made me watch him stroke himselfearlier.

The bastardwasgood.

Toogood.

You see we had a great talk about what we each wanted out of our sexual relationship.It was actually very adult and technical, and not at all sexy.We both craved escape and agreed that at least one night a week we’d draw out sex for as long as we could stand it.Tonight was thatnight.

“My turn, babe.”He lay down beside me and guided my mouth over his straining erection.Considering I was half blind, half sexed out, I was pretty high on doing anything and everything to make Colt lose it.So I hesitated long enough to lick my lips, my breath whispering over what I knew was a rock-hard and straining cock, then gave him my very best “come fuck me” eyes, before I took him in mymouth.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he swore, his hipssurgingup.

I slid back up, my lips breaking free of his dick with apop.“You torture me, I torture you.That’s what wedecided,yes?”

“Yes.Fuck,yes.”

“Good.Don’t touch me.”I took him slow, sucked hard, wrapped my hands around his hips so I could controleverything.

He didn’t touch me.And I knew how bad he wanted to make a fist in my hair by the way it was clenched beside me, his knuckleswhite.

Hell yeah.Turnabout was fair play andallthat.

I was so focused on Colt’s pleasure that mine had a chance to fade back into the background, the pounding fog of orgasm no longer raging through myveins.

Until Colt flipped me on my back as if I weighed nothing, looming over me like a lion about to devourhisprey.

Oh god, yes.Devour me.Take me.Leave nothingbehind.

“You want me babe?”He nudged his cockagainstme.

“You knowIdo.”

“Or do you want me here?”He nibbled the spot behind my earlobe that drove meinsane.

“No.”

“Or here?”He nuzzled between my breasts before selecting my left nipple to torture.His tongue went around and around.He pulled away and did the same to the right nipple.He moved back and forth, upping the lazy torture with each return.Sucking light then hard.Nibbling then biting.He pressed my breasts together and sucked both my nipples, swirled figure eightsbetweenthem.

“Colt!”I clutched the sheets out of desperation.I was shakingagain.

“Do you want me here?”he repeated and I realized I neveranswered.

“No.”There was only once place Iwantedhim.

He moved between my legs, spreading me open to him.He licked and sucked.“Do you wantmehere?”

If he so much as breathed on me I’d come apart.“Notlikethat.”

“No?How do youwantme?”

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