A pit sank in my stomach, something about his request flashing with danger.You’re safe,I reminded myself.Colton cares about you. He would never hurt you.Still, my breath became shaky when I did as requested, sweeping my hair over one shoulder so he could access the zipper running down my spine. Feather-soft lips met my mid-back, just above the zipper.
“Are you nervous, baby? You’re shaking.”
I squeezed my eyes shut. Why was I so jittery? Colton had only ever been good to me. Why did I feel like this was dangerous somehow?
Colton’s hands met my upper arms. “Do you want me to stop?”
Of course I didn’t want him to stop. That would be insane. Years of wanting, and here he was, undressing me like I was a present where he wanted to save the wrapping paper. I blew out a breath.
It was Colton.MyColton.
“No,” I said. “Keep going.”
With another tender kiss, the clasp popped open and with painstaking care, Colton lowered the zipper, tooth by tooth, to just above my ass. Gentle fingers skimmed up the newly exposed skin until he pushed the straps off my shoulders.
The dress pooled on the floor, and Colton gasped. His voice was choked. “Jesus. Nothing underneath?”
I peeked over my shoulder to find him there, shirtless, eyes passing over my skin. “No lines.”
To his credit, his hands swallowed up my waist and didn’t immediately grope my ass or any other more interesting part ofme. His lips went everywhere, landing on my ribs, between my shoulder blades, on a dimple on my lower back.
Colton stood, his kisses now pressing into the ridge of my shoulders, the crook of my neck. His breath feathered over my breasts all the while, making my nipples harden into tight points. Best of all was his rock-hard cock that landed as a heavy weight against my back. I whirled to face him, taking his mouth in a deep kiss. My leg hitched above his hip, my center pressed against his dress pants. His hand trailed up my thigh until he took a fistful of my ass. The moan I emitted at the rocking of his hips could be described as nothing less than wanton. Depraved.
Also deprived, because at that moment, he stepped back. Colt’s hands molded my waist as his eyes devoured me. His voice was gravelly. “Vi.”
Then, his body slammed into mine as his mouth became voracious. Hands met my breasts, thumbs flicking over my nipples. I cried out as a rush of heat met my center. I knew what he wanted but was too shy to take, so I fisted his hair and shoved him toward my breast.
“Fuck,” he breathed before his tongue circled my nipple, teeth nipping, lips sucking. “I don’t know how you did it, but you got sexier.”
I laughed, but it quickly turned into a sigh as his mouth ventured farther south, down my stomach until he was fully on his knees. A hand squeezed his cock through his pants, teeth gritting as his hips rolled. He was desperate for relief, but still putting me first.
As always.
The heels of his hands coasted up my outer thighs until he cupped my ass. “I need to taste you.”
SIX
COLTON
WHITE SULPHUR SPRINGS, WEST VIRGINIA
Why wasn’tshe saying anything?
I was on my knees, so close to Vi’s cunt that I could practically taste her in the air between us. My wild eyes drifted to hers.
All that talk I gave myself about not begging? Out the window.
“Please,” I whispered. “If you want it, I want to give it to you.”
Violet’s fingers sifted through my hair until she fisted it at the back of my scalp. The bite of pain stole my breath and slammed my eyes shut. Her voice was gentle with a sensual kiss of vocal fry. “Eyes open.”
Since when did Violet command me? Fuck, this was hot. And her next word almost sent me flying over the edge. “Taste.”
I smashed my lips against her, sucking while my tongue slipped up and down her slit. I crushed her ass in my hands as the first taste washed over my tongue. Vi’s legs trembled as a shudder ripped through her body.
I still had it.
“Colt,” she moaned. A glance upward showed her nipples drawn tight and her chest flushed from holding her breath. I delivered quick lashes with my tongue and she almost lost her balance.
