As I drift into sleep, I can hear him chuckling softly, the sound reverberating through his chest. “You’re going to be the death of me, you know that?”
I smile in my sleep, my subconscious registering his words. I don’t know what tomorrow holds or how this will change everything between us, but for now, in this moment, I’m exactly where I want to be—wrapped in his arms, lost in the warmth of his embrace.
And as the darkness envelops me, I know that whatever comes next, I’m ready to face it. With this man by my side.
Chapter Twenty-Two
COLT
The early morning light seeps through the curtains, casting a soft glow across the room. I lie there for a moment, savoring the warmth of Elena curled up against me. She looks peaceful, her hair cascading over her shoulders, her chest rising and falling gently with each breath. I can’t help but smile, feeling a surge of affection as I take in the sight of her.
But there’s something else stirring inside me—an insatiable hunger that’s been building since last night. I glance down at her, my thoughts racing back to the way she felt, the sounds she made, and the way her body responded to me. It’s like a fire ignited within me, and I’m eager to stoke those flames again.
With careful movements, I shift, slipping out from under her without disturbing her too much. I can’t resist the urge to tease her awake. I kneel beside the bed, my gaze lingering on her beautiful form, the way her bikini top still clings to her curves, the fabric accentuating every perfect inch of her.
I lean down, brushing my lips against her shoulder, planting soft kisses that trail toward her inner thigh. I watch as she stirs, her body instinctively reacting to my touch, and a thrill runs through me.
“Good morning, beautiful,” I whisper, my voice low and husky.
She murmurs something unintelligible, and I can see the sleep still clinging to her. But I’m not done yet. I want to wake her up in the most delicious way possible.
With a teasing grin, I lean closer, giving her a gentle kiss on her thigh before letting my tongue flick out, teasing against the delicate skin. I can hear her breath hitch, and I can’t help but smirk at her reaction.
“Colt,” she breathes, her voice thick with sleep and confusion, but I only intensify my movements, trailing kisses closer to where she wants me most. “What are we…what are we doing?”
“Just relax,” I murmur against her skin, and when I feel her legs part slightly, it’s enough encouragement for me to dive in, my tongue swirling over her most sensitive spot.
Her reaction is instantaneous. She gasps, arching her back as I continue to explore, the taste of her intoxicating. I can feel her body responding, the way her hips begin to move with a rhythm that matches mine. I’m hungry for her, eager to draw out every sound from her lips as I pleasure her.
“God, Colt,” she moans, her voice husky, and that just fuels my desire even more. I keep going, teasing and tasting, pushing her closer to the edge, reveling in the way she writhes beneath me.
“Come on, baby,” I whisper, my breath hot against her. “Let go for me like I know you can.”
Her body tenses, and I can feel the tension building as I work her higher and higher. I want to see her come undone, to watch her lose herself in pleasure, and I’m determined to make it happen.
“Colt, I... I can’t,” she gasps, and I feel a rush of pride at the effect I have on her.
“Yes, you can,” I urge, my tongue flicking faster, my fingers pressing against her thighs to keep her open for me, fully at my mercy.
With a final, desperate cry, she comes, her body trembling as waves of pleasure crash over her. I don’t stop, riding her high, wanting to feel every tremor, every convulsion as she shatters around me.
As she comes down from her high, I pull back, watching her with a smirk as she gasps for breath, her cheeks flushed and her eyes half-open, filled with a mix of surprise and pleasure.
“Good morning,” I say, a satisfied grin spreading across my face. “I think you’re finally understanding the meaning of ‘not an optional side quest.’”
She looks up at me, her expression a mix of disbelief and delight. “You’re insatiable,” she murmurs, and I can’t help but chuckle.
“Only for you,” I reply, leaning down to capture her lips in a soft, lingering kiss.
As I lean back and watch her, a playful gleam flickers in her eyes. She shifts slightly, propping herself up on her elbows, and I can feel the anticipation crackle in the air.
“Really? Hard again?” she asks, her voice laced with a teasing tone as she wraps her hand around me, her touch sending a jolt of pleasure through my body.
I shrug, a smirk playing on my lips. “What can I say? You have that effect on me.”
She grins, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “What?” I ask, feigning innocence, even though I know exactly what she’s thinking.
“Why are you staring at my dick?” I can’t help but chuckle at her straightforwardness, but there’s a truth behind her words that sends a rush of heat through me.
