Page 86 of All the Missing Pieces

It was all Colt needed. He slid inside me on one long thrust.

It wasn’t violent, but it wasn’t gentle either. It was Colt. Powerful and just a little rough around the edges.

And it was everything I needed.

My back arched as he slammed into me again. My legs hooked around his waist as he took me, just trying to hold on. My walls fluttered.

“Not yet,” Colt gritted out. “Need more of this heat.”

That nearly did me in. I gripped the edge of the table above my head. Trying to hold on longer. To give Colt what he needed.

He let out a growl as his gaze swept over me, the way the move had exposed the swells of my breasts even more. All of me on display. For him.

The last strand of control snapped. Colt powered into me over and over. The arc of his hips striking that spot inside that had the world going fuzzy around me. My hands tightened on the edge of the table, the bite of pain helping keep that one thread of control.

“Ridley,” Colt rasped.

And I knew.

I let go. I let everything I’d been holding back for weeks free. It wasn’t a spiral or even a shattering. It was so much more.

It was chaos.

My whole body convulsed, curling around Colt in every way it could. Taking him deeper and planting him there. Demanding more.

And he gave it to me.

Colt’s palm hit the table next to my head as he arched into me again and again. He came on a shout, and I took it all and more. Everything.

His chest heaved as I slowly released my grip on the table. My fingers had gone numb, and as blood returned to them, they began to tingle. A sensation that matched the rest of me.

Colt stared down at me for a long time, and the mask slowly slid back into place.

“Don’t,” I warned.

His face hardened. “Don’t what?”

“Put that wall back up.”

Colt slid out of me, and I couldn’t help the small wince. His hands were gentle as they slid along my thighs. “Did I hurt you?”

I sat up, not giving a damn that I was completely naked, and Colt stood there in his tee and nothing else. “No. I feel fucking fantastic, but if you get all weird on me, it’s really going to harsh my buzz.”

His lips twitched. “Harsh your buzz?”

“You know what I mean. We are both grown adults who were having a little fun. Don’t ruin that.”

Colt stared at me for a long moment. “It’s dangerous. We’re working together. A lot of serious shit is going down, and?—”

“And we need an outlet,” I argued. Because damn it all to hell, I wanted more of Colt. Whatever he could give. “Friends with benefits.”

Colt moved closer, his thumb tracing over my collarbone. “That what we are, Chaos? Friends?”

I bit my bottom lip. “Enemies with benefits?”

He chuckled but his fingers lifted, gently removing my lip from between my teeth. “Won’t lie. I want more of you. All oranges set aflame.”

My nipples pebbled again, and my breaths came quicker. “Then we set ground rules to keep it safe. I’m on the pill, and I’ve had a checkup.”

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