Page 108 of No Apologies
“We’re not going to stop.” His lips twitched upwards as he pulled her onto his lap, “Ever.”
Concentrating on being careful was hard to do when he pinched her nipples and bit her ear but she tried. She straddled him and positioned him against her. He held her hips, guiding her down, and she was careful to keep her arms around his neck so as not to squeeze his ribs.
“Ah, God…” Colt groaned as she slowly slid down, taking him inside her inch by torturous inch, “You’re heaven.”
She pressed kisses to his jaw as she worked her body up and down in small rolling motions. She couldn’t contain her sigh of pleasure every time she impaled herself on his erection and took him as far as she could into her body. It felt so right being with him like this. It didn’t matter how they came together. Fast or slow, soft or rough, it was always like this between them. They just fit.
His hands tightened on her hips, “Harder.”
“Can’t.” She gasped when he dropped a hand between them and found her clit, “Don’t want to hurt you.”
“This is hurting me. Holding back.” He mimicked her words on a groan, “I need more. Everything. I can’t hold back with you. Not anymore.”
Her own body was aching to increase the pace so she trusted him to know what he could handle and gripped him a little tighter as she raised her hips and then dropped down hard and fast. They both groaned. He ordered her to do it again so she did. Then again, and again, until they were both mindless and grinding their bodies together, desperately searching for release and clinging to each other.
“Love you.” Colt bit into her shoulder, “Love you so much.”
Skylar moaned when he sucked her skin hard enough to bruise. He was marking her again and her body and her heart both reacted to the thought of her skin bearing a more permanent mark. Maybe someday he’d brand his name on her body the same way he’d branded her heart. She could already envision the dark twisting lines he would choose for the letters that would lovingly wrap her skin and the idea sparked a similar image of Colt’s beautiful body displaying her name as well. Just the idea of it along with the feel of him wrapped around her, pounding into her, joining them together, had her second orgasm crashing through her body.
“Colt!” She cried out his name as her body shuddered under the force of the release and she heard him groan.
“Mine. You’re mine and I’m never walking away from you again.”
She sought out his lips desperately. It was all tongues and teeth now as they both jolted through their climax. She felt him come inside of her, was only vaguely aware that they’d foregone a condom again, and didn’t care. It would always feel wrong putting that barrier between them when all of the others were finally gone.
She was on the pill. They were safe. And when the time came for them to talk about children, about making a family of their own, they would decide together to take that step. She wasn’t ready yet. She’d just gotten her Bomar boy and she wanted him all to herself for a while longer.
The kiss went on and on until they were collapsing together on the bed, all sweaty limbs tangled together. She ended up curled against his chest and when she tried to slip off of him to the bed, he only tightened his hold on her. She lay still, not wanting to risk hurting him.
“Colt, your ribs…”
“Are fine.” He finished as he stroked his hands over her back, “It’s my heart that hurts.”
She raised up enough to look at him, “What?”
“You didn’t say you loved me back.” He pouted. “I wanted to hear you say it while I was buried inside your sexy little body.”
She rolled her eyes, “I couldn’t say it. You knocked the air out of my lungs. But I do love you.”
“Mmm, I’ll have to demand it before I let you come next time.”
“Want to hear something kind of crazy?” She settled back against his chest with a smile.
“Always.”
“When you were giving me another hickey I was thinking how someday it might be cool if you marked me in a more permanent way.”
He sucked in a gulp of air, “A tattoo?”
“Uh huh.”
He moved so fast she was on her back with him sitting up over her before she could even complain. She started to chastise him for risking further injury but the look in his eyes stopped her. Pure love and adoration was there along with a good mix of awe.
“You really mean that? You’d want my name on your skin? Permanently?”
“Well I kinda hope to keep you around permanently… so yeah.” She bit her lip when his expression didn’t change, “I mean, Cash has Jemma’s name on his chest and I thought maybe you might do the same.” He didn’t budge and she harrumphed, “You don’t have to. It was just a thought.”
“Hey…” Colt tilted her chin back up when she tried to look away, “I want it. I just never let myself hope that you would too.”
