Page 193 of Filthy Love

“Don’t change. Just be you. I fell in love with Colton Hawk. Colton Hawk the badass, irritable biker is who I want to spend every hour of every day with.”

Christ, his pulse jerked into high speed so fast lights winked in his vision.

On top of everything, a burn had started in his torso. A wicked lick of intense heat wherever Gia tickled her fingertips.

What was this? Was he having an aneurysm?

It was goddamn happiness.

“Tell me more, Colton.” She urged. Big blue eyes so pretty and filled with a smile implored him and like her servant his tongue went to town.

“I craved you in every way a man can. Illegal, illicit ways. I wanted your body, your smile, your laughter in my ear. I wanted to soak in your intelligent, Gia. I wanted to become intoxicated in your strength and peace. I’ve died a thousand times each time you let me inside this perfect, fucking body, you know that? You’ve plug holes in me, you covered me in so much fucking light. Your monster worships every fucking inch of you.”

His Gia smiled. Pressed a kiss to his lips. Whispered how she adored him. He was a fucking giant in her praise. “I made us go without one another all this time, Gia. I’ll make it up to you. Every day I’ll make it better.”

Flawless kisses chased over his cheeks and eyelids.

“You already have. I only wanted you, Colton.”

“That means, little bit, I’ll fight as hard as I have to, I’ll be so fucking filthy to keep you happy and satisfied because I can’t live a second without you. I’ll get down in the soil and the brimstone to keep you smiling, no matter what I gotta do. I’ll be as creepy as it’s needed if the end results are making you happy. Your happiness is my redemption and my peace. The devil himself wouldn’t fucking dare get in my way of me doing my job. I love you with every cracked ache of my heart. With my dying breath you will be my only. My one. My true.”

As calm as he felt his heart ramped up in speed.

“Wow. I’m dreaming.” She giggled.

Satisfaction sucker punched his self-confessed addicted self as he dipped back for seconds by brushing the hair from Gia’s face to kiss her. Once, twice. Her lips an invitation he wouldn’t refuse again. “I wanted to fuck you dangerously the first time I saw you. When you bounced out of the house to say hey to your brother. I sat on my bike while my brain fucking exploded because I wasseeingyou. I felt like a deviant. You knocked the air out of my lungs, Gia. I wanted to crawl under your dress the night of your prom. I was insanely jealous of that punk. I wanted to send you home with your thighs smeared in virgin blood. No, that’s a fucking lie. I wanted to keep you and take care of all your aches until you couldn’t walk for days and I’d have to carry you around like my prize and my peace.”

And look at him now.

The luckiest prick on two legs holding his woman, cuddled naked and wet from her pleasure, with the privilege of lowering his hard body over hers with the purpose of giving her a filthy, unruly night of a satisfied fuck.

Whenever. Wherever. When she needed him.

She was soft, and welcoming posed in such a way that sex automatically intruded his brain like a fucking SWAT team on crack. He’d never get enough of Gia Marinos, not for as long as his worthless dick hadget-up-and-gorushing through it.

“You’re giving me so many words right now, Hawk. I feel like I should be recording them in case I wake up from my coma.” She giggled when he tickled her ribs.

She was gonna drive him crazy.

She’d keep him on his toes.

She mewled making noises Hawk had never heard a woman make before her. Noises he couldn’t truly accept weren’t pained sounds until he saw the look of rapture on her face. She was all over him all at once, with hands and her sweet body and her soaked pussy leaving a trail on his stomach and the top of his head nearly blew off. He bellowed out a sigh, held onto her hips as if misery already wasn’t his usual cologne she’d just made it worse, hadn’t she?

“Christ, you’re never gonna give me a minute’s peace, are you, little bit? I’ll never get a full night’s sleep again, you’ll be crawling all over your man demanding I take care of this hungry, too-tight body. What the fuck have I created?”

She smiled her sweetness. Batting her goddamn lashes at him like she didn’t already know she ruled him heart and dick. “I just need… a little something.”

“What I have for you isn’t little. You’ll feel it in your chest, now open your legs and let me see where it throbs.”

Another rousing round, Hawk collapsed on the bed, lungs protesting so much exertion. “Did I kill you? You’re pretty old. I keep forgetting that.” She dared laugh crawling up beside him, Gia tucked her smaller body into his ribs where she belonged.

His brow was arrogant. “Didn’t I just show you what your old man could achieve?” He’d thought about taking her in this room so many times. He thought of her house as his home, and soon as he had the keys to the new place in six month they’d have their house together. But now he had a hot, satisfying memory of Gia cuddled in his twin bed, wet and pleasured.

“Mmm, you did. I loved it. I love you, Colton.”

He gave her more words. He owed her so many. All the sentiments and vows he kept bottled in his chest. “I love you so much it’s fucking excruciating. I love you to my bones, Gia. When I was ill with loving you, I couldn’t stop.” Like he’d waited a whole goddamn lifetime to unburden himself from the secret of loving her.

“You’ve given me things no one ever has in my life.” She told him with a smile etched on the most perfect pair of distracting lips. “I’ve loved you my whole life it feels like even before I knew you and I’ll love you for the rest of it until death puts me in the ground.”

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