Page 118 of Color of Sunshine


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He tangles his fingers in my hair, holding my face tipped up toward his so all I can see are his blown pupils as his shaking breath fans across my face. His cock is throbbing and twitching against me, and even with beads of shower water still clinging to my body, I can feel the sticky-slick trail of precum he’s leaving across my skin, so fucking sexy, I need more.

I need—

“Fuck me now, Jesse.” My hands snake around the back of his neck, dragging him down for a quick, filthy kiss that leaves us both gasping and breathless all over again. His hips stutter forward, and he lets out this rough, hungry sound that has my cock giving an eager little twitch.

“Please, sunshine?” Another kiss, sloppy and desperate. “I need you inside me so bad.”

He doesn’t answer except for this low, hungry groan. Just scoops me right up, hands cupping under the backs of my thighs, as I wrap my legs around his waist, just like he did last night. Andholy shit, but I love it.

We’re both all drippy-wet and there’s probably a damn trail of water all the way from the bathroom to the couch. I don’t give one solitary fuck.

The whole place could flood for all I care. All I care about is that he’s kissing me again, sinking down onto the cushions with me in his lap.

And then he goes and reaches under the pillow to pull out a bottle of lube, and I swear to god, if I hadn’t already realized how fucking much I love this man…

“I promised you,” he whispers, right up against my ear so his lips brushing over my skin make goosebumps break out across over my body. “But Tris?” He cups my cheek in his palm, all soft and gentle and so totally my sweet sunshine that my damn throat goes tight all over again. “You’re not sore? This isn’t just because you think I—”

He shuts up with this startled, fucking adorable littleoomfhas my lips collide with his. The lube bottle is ridiculously easy to snatch away from him, and when I squeeze a generous squirt into my palm and spread it, all slick and wet, over his cock, he groans into my mouth and buries his hands in my hair again, just like I love.

Lifting up, I guide his tip to notch against my hole. Jessewhimpers, a fucking gorgeous sound I want to bottle up and save forever. Beneath me, I can feel the tremble of his muscles, like it’s all he can do not to thrust up into me.

“I told you—mmngh fuuck—” my breath catches at the stretch and slight burn as his tip pushes through my first ring of muscle. “Told you I need you to fuck me,” I moan, lowering myself down, inch by delicious inch, breathing in his hot, panted breath. “And I meant it. I—ohhh f-fuuck,Jesse—Ineedit. Need you.”

My cock is hard as steel again by the time he bottoms out in me. His chest heaves against mine, and every last inch of him is so flushed and scorchingly pink that I can legitimately feel theheat of him burning against my skin.

For a beat, it’s almost too much. Too much in thefucking best waypossible; how he’s stretching me, filling me so full I swear I can feel him everywhere. How hard and hot and thick he is, tunneled so deep inside me.

It’s all too much and so fucking perfect that for a moment, I’m not sure I’ll even be able to move. Butohhhfuck, I have to havemore.

Jesse gasps as I lift myself up, letting his length slip almost completely out, until just his tip is left inside me. And then I slam back down, biting my lip and throwing back my head at the explosive blaze of aching pleasure that bursts through me.

“God, Tris,” he grunts, leaning back into the cushions and thrusting up into me so that his thighs slap against my ass. “Look at you.” His hands trail down my neck, over my chest as I roll my hips to rock forward on him. “You look—uhhhngh—so good riding me. Love watching you make yourself feel good.”

Ohhfuck, the way his praise sparks through me, lighting me up from the inside out, spurring me on— And how he’s watching me, eyes all heavy lidded and totally lust-drunk— It’severything, but I need—

“Closer. I need you closer,” My hands slip behind his head, tugging him back up until he’s chest to chest with me. “Need to feel you.”

“Like this?” He winds his arms around my back, holding me so tight against him I can feel the pounding of his heart and the trembling of his body as the new angle drives him deeper than ever into me.

“Yeah,” I melt into him, nodding and sighing as he buries his face in my shoulder.

Hot, plush lips close around the skin at the side of my throat,sucking until I’m dizzy and gasping, fucking myself on him in deep, slow strokes. It’s fuckingelectric, the feel of his mouth as he pants and nips and kisses over my skin.

When my thighs start to shake, Jesse slips his hands down to cup my ass, gripping tight as he helps me circle and grind up and down on his length again and again. My cock is trapped between us, dripping and slick andachingto come again, and the slide of it against his skin, all sticky with sweat and precum, is all I’m gonna need.Fuuck, I can already feel that telltale tingle winding tight as my balls draw up and my cock starts to swell.

“You going to come for me again, Tris?”

Ohhfuckinggoddoes that do it for me—the ridiculously hot rasp of his voice against my throat, combined with the fact that my sexy sunshine knows my body oh so fucking well.

“So—mmnghh—so f-fucking hard,” I moan. “I— ohhh,ohhfuck, yeah, just like that—”

He’s tipped my hips back, railing into me hard and fast at just the right angle, and I’m fucking done for.

“That’s right. Come, Tris. Let me feel it.”

“F-fuuck, Jesse,yess!”

His heavy breath brushes over the skin below my ear, and my cock jerks and leaps, spurting cum between us as Jesse pounds into me, drawing out my orgasm until I’m totally boneless in his arms.