Every head in the room snaps toward me.
I slap a hand over my mouth, mouthing a quickSorry!to the ladies at the reception desk, as I stifle my amusement. When I glance back at Colt, he’s watching me from the corner of his eye, his lips twitching like he’s holding back a smile. He quickly refocuses, shakes hands with the doctor, then turns fully toward me.
My breath catches as I bite my bottom lip, raising my brows, silently asking if he’s finally ready. His smile breaks wide and bright.
He nods.
And just like that—I’m moving before I even think about it.
Running.
He laughs, his arms open just as I reach him, and in a heartbeat, I’m off the floor, spinning. I lock my arms around his neck, burying myself in him, feeling him, breathing him in. He slows, letting me slide down the length of his body, every inch of him pressing into me, lighting up something deep inside. Our faces stop just shy of each other, breaths tangled.
And then—he leans in.
His lips crash into mine, desperate, hungry, claiming me like he’s making up for every second we lost. He tilts, pressing his body into mine, pulling me closer, deeper, like he can’t stand a single inch between us. Heat erupts through me, searing, all-consuming, every nerve ending alive with need.
And then—that taste.
Fresh. Familiar. Minty.
Not Zurich Colt.
Not broken Colt.
My Colt.
I kiss him harder, devouring him like I’ll never let him go again, and somewhere in the background, I hear cheering, clapping, a few wolf whistles, but I don’t care.
Not when he’s here.
Not when he’smine.
Slowly, he pulls back, his lips grazing over my cheek, my neck, leaving soft, lingering kisses that send shivers down my spine. Then, with one last exhale, he wraps me up, crushing me against him in a tight, unshakable embrace.
And for the first time in forever, I know he’s truly home with me.
“Only you, always, Dee,” he says.
“I love you so fricking much, Colt,” I reply and lift my head to look in his eyes. They are a blazing, bright blue pool of intense lust. He shakes his head and smirks at me insinuatingly.
“You know what your swearing does to me, Miss Norman,” he says, whispering while grinding his hips into me. I grin and wink, licking my top lip from side to side.
“Three long and painful months of not being inside you will make for an amazing night tonight if you’re up for it. I know I am,” Colt says with a smirk and grinds his hard cock into me. My breath catches as throbbing makes itself known between my legs.
“Oh, fuck, yeah,” I reply and kiss him again.
His hand scrunches my hair as his other holds my ass instead of my neck, pulling me to him.
I’m dizzy, and his kiss is driving me insane.
“Oh, for fuck’s sake, you two! Can you bloody wait till you get home before you start dry-humping each other, please?” Dingo calls out.
Huffing loudly, I take my lips from Colt’s. I move to let him go, but he stops, turns me around in front of him, and then wraps his arms around my stomach. I wonder what he’s doing, and then, with a slight thrust, I realize he has a boner and needs me to hide it for him. I turn my head over my shoulder to look up at him with a smirk.
He winks, and we walk awkwardly to Johnny’s car, where we say goodbye to Dingo, Sia, and Hux as they leave in their vehicle.
Hux is staying with them for a while so they can keep their eyes on him.
