Page 81 of Crazy for You
I flattened the palms of my hands on his cheeks. “Lose control, Colton.” I didn’t know if he needed to hear it, but I wanted to make sure he knew I was prepared to give myself to him.
He stiffened, tugging on my lip before he let go. “Baby.” His tone was an intimate whisper that soaked my panties. “Are you sure?” His eyes darkened with lust so strong, I knew I would never be the same.
I threaded my fingers through his silky strands. “Very sure.”
His grin was electrifying as he helped me shed the little clothing I wore.
When I was completely naked before him, he sat on his heels in-between my legs, his chest rising and falling. “Beautiful.”
I’d never been naked in front of anyone before. But showing myself to him wasn’t as scary as I’d thought it would be. He took me in as though I was a precious stone before touching me lightly.
“I want to be gentle.” He traced heated circles around one nipple. “I want to go slow.” He switched to my other breast. “I know I won’t last.” He dragged his fingertips down my stomach, and when he reached the apex of my legs, he sucked in a sharp breath and lifted his hooded gaze.
The hunger swimming in his depths was both thrilling, yet terrifying. My first time, and I was as hungry and desperate to feel him as he was me. My muscles tensed when he dipped his fingers between my folds.
“Fuck” dropped from his lips.
I itched to grab onto something, anything to get my body moving, or else I would be the one who wouldn’t last long.
He ran his hands up and down my legs, his gaze roaming like a lion looking for his next meal.
“Please do something. You’re torturing me.” My voice was strained.
He grinned boyishly, as though he’d just won the race of the century.
Then his fingers were circling that throbbing sweet spot in between my legs—a gentle caress that increased the more I purred and moaned. But when his tongue replaced his fingers, I bucked, moaning so loudly that I was grateful the music was drowning out my voice.
He chuckled, but didn’t stop as he took me to places I’d never been before. Even when I pleasured myself, the feeling wasn’t the same.
A host of emotions rifled through me—exhilaration, trepidation, lust so strong I was ready to burst, and the one overpowering emotion that hit me so hard, I wanted to cry tears of joy—I was so in love with him. I didn’t care how painful my first time might be. I didn’t care about anything but him and me and how we could make each other feel. I wanted us to feel something other than pain over losing a loved one.
I couldn’t quite explain the feeling, except that it felt like my body was on fire, and at the same time, I was soaring… similar to catching some air on my skateboard, only multiplied by a million.
My breathing was labored. The need to scream was so strong, I thought I would burst, and I did when the overpowering sensation of my orgasm made me cry his name.
Colton crawled up my body, grinning. “Are you good?”
“Can we do that again?”
He chuckled. “As much as you want.”
My hand seated on his erection. “What do you want?” I squeezed.
His eyes rolled back in his head before he tickled his lips over mine. “I want to be your everything, Skyler.”
My heart bloomed like a budding flower on a spring day. I wanted to cry at the sheer love that was growing between us, at the guy who I had no doubt I would marry one day.
I started to unbuckle his belt until he hopped up. He watched me as he stripped down to nothing but his boxer briefs. Then he removed a condom from his wallet and placed it on the nightstand.
I took comfort that he had thought about protection, because I hadn’t been thinking of anything but him. “Colton.” I swallowed my nerves, which hit me out of nowhere. “You should know this is my first time.”
He resumed his position in-between my legs. “We don’t have to—”
I mashed my forefinger to his mouth. “Shh. I want to more than anything.”
He leaned down, and his hair fell around us, the ends grazing the skin on my cheeks. “I’ll be gentle.”
“I know,” I whispered. I latched onto the waistband of his briefs, urging him forward.
