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“So fucking sweet, everywhere,” he groans, this time before burying his face in my pussy. His tongue licks and sucks my clit, flicking it until my eyes start to roll into the back of my head and my thighs start to tremble on his shoulders.

“Don’t stop, please,” I beg and practically whine until Colt slides his finger inside me. My hips arch, needing more. “More, Colt, please.”

He chuckles darkly, placing soft kisses on my heated skin. “Look at me, Lyric.”

My eyes snap open and I find his. He’s watching me while I watch him add another finger, pushing them in and out and creating waves of pleasure. Those fingers are as skilled as I remember when he curls them up and uses them to stroke against that special spot. My stomach clenches, and my orgasm rips out of me suddenly, my back arching while I cry out his name.

“That's the most perfect thing I’ve ever seen,” he says before letting my legs fall from his shoulders and climbing his way up the bed. My hands reach for his face, pulling his mouth down to mine and kissing him thoroughly. I can taste myself on his lips and we taste amazing together. I can feel his cock between us, the silky skin, hot against my own.

Colt pulls back, grasping my jaw with his hand. “I hoped for this. I didn’t plan on it happening though. Do I need a condom, Lyric?”

My gaze holds his and I suck in a breath before shaking my head no. “I’m on the pill.”

“I’m clean. I’ve never done this without one.” His eyes search mine. “I’d never put you at risk.”

I lean forward until our lips are almost touching and his grip on my jaw tightens. “I never have either and I trust you.”

Colt’s eyes light with need and something that looks like possession before his mouth covers mine. His hand wrapsaround my throat, squeezing, while his other hand hooks my leg around his lower back. I feel the tip of him at my entrance and I moan into his kiss. Colt takes my bottom lip into his mouth and bites at the exact same time he pushes inside me.

I feel so full, stretched, in a way that burns with pleasure. Colt’s head drops to my chest and he’s breathing hard.

“Fuck, Lyric, you’re so perfect. So tight and wet, and it's just for me, isn’t it, baby?” He pulls out and slams back in.

“Colt!” I scream, my back arching.

“That feel good, Lyric?” He smirks against my neck before kissing the skin and sucking on it. Shivers break over my body and he continues to push in and out of me in long, hard strokes.

“Don’t stop,” I urge him, my body bouncing slightly with each thrust. His gaze gets lost on the sway of my breasts, and soon, his head dips down, and his lips suck on a nipple. I groan and he does it again, only harder, his teeth grazing the sensitive tip.

“Oh fuck, that makes you soak my cock like such a good girl.” He does the same thing to the other one and my body gives him the same response. His eyes move lower and he watches where he is disappearing inside me. Color spreads on his cheeks and his jaw clenches. “Look how good you look, taking my cock in your tight little cunt.”

I moan again, and his thrusts become more intense. One of his hands slides between us and his thumb rubs against my clit. My stomach tightens and I’m right there again.

“I’m so close. Don’t stop, Colt, please.”

“God, you feel so good, baby. I need you to come for me,” he says, his neck straining. He tilts his hips and pleasure surges through my body. My hands grip his shoulders, my nails digging into the skin. Colt growls before dipping his head, his lips greedily kissing mine. I feel myself clench around him, my orgasm stronger than the first, spiraling out inside me.

“Yes, Lyric, such a good girl coming for me,” he praises me before thrusting again, deep, and coming with a loud moan.

We’re both panting hard and Colt drops his head to my shoulder. It was always great before. This was the man I lost my virginity to. But this…this was different. This was years of yearning and emotions that never died. This was love and hate and misunderstandings and apologies. A little part of my soul attached to his, and the parts of my heart I thought were broken forever started beating again.

My heart is pounding in my chest, and I can feel Colt’s through his skin answering mine, as if they’re talking to each other, missing each other.

“Colt—”

“Lyric,” he says at the same time and lifts his head up. I know he can see the tears in my eyes and his fingers are quick to rub them off my cheeks. He presses his lips to my forehead. “I’m sorry. I won’t hurt you ever again. Please believe me. Trust me one more time with your heart. Please give me a chance to prove to you that we have always belonged together.”

There is so much love and pain and devotion in his gaze that it steals my breath away. I’m torn and the pain holds me hostage.

“Please, Lyric,” he pleads with me.

I can’t yet. My life changed completely when he left and I became someone I didn’t like, but I also can’t be without him. I need him in a way I can’t explain to anyone else, in a way I’m not ashamed of. It would be easy to continue on once we go our separate ways, but I would always be walking around without my heart, something I worked so hard to fix and something this man made feel alive again within just a couple of weeks. My past. Present. Future. Colt has always held them in the palm of his hands, even when he didn’t feel worthy enough to.

“I’ve only ever needed you. Now kiss me, Colt Street.” I take his face in my hands and pull his mouth to mine, kissing himwith everything inside me, hoping I can convey to him just how much he’s always been a part of me.

“This is forever, Lyric. This time, I want forever with you,” he breathes between kisses. Leaning back I hold his gaze, torn by the words that feel right to say but that are shadowed by the past.

Chapter 18

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