“Fucking love it.”
“Me too,” he says, and dives back between my legs, spread out for him on the workout bench. It’s absolutely feral.
My fingers tangle in his hair, urging him closer, deeper, craving more. I can feel the pressure building, pleasure coiling tighter, and I'm teetering on the edge, ready to shatter.
Finally, he gets up, still hard and thick, and positions me so my back is on the bench.
I wrap my legs around his waist, urging him closer, feeling the hard length of him as he rests on my stomach, igniting every nerve.
“We can go easy.”
“I don’t think I want it easy,” I whisper, my voice sultry as I pull him in, wanting him now, wanting to feel all of him.
He leans down, capturing my mouth in a fierce kiss as he rubs himself against my opening, the sensation sending jolts of electricity through me. The heat of the moment wraps around us like a cocoon, and I can’t think of anything else as he starts to press in. We both gasp, our bodies stilling for a moment, adjusting to the sensation.
“God, you feel amazing,” he groans against my lips, his eyes darkening with desire.
“Oh, fuck, Colt. I can barely fit you.” The stretch is both exhilarating and overwhelming, and I bite my lip, my breath hitching as I try to accommodate him.
With each inch he pushes into me, I can feel the intensity building—my walls clenching around him, trying to adjust. It’s a delicious mix of pleasure and slight discomfort as I fight to take him fully, my body wanting more despite the fullness.
“Just breathe,” he murmurs, his voice low and soothing. “You can do this.”
I nod, trying to relax, but my body responds instinctively, my hips bucking against him, trying to draw him deeper even as I struggle. “Colt…” I manage, the words spilling out between gasps.
“Just a little more,” he encourages, his hands gripping my hips, anchoring me as he moves deeper. Each thrust feels like a beautiful battle between pleasure and the challenge of accommodating him fully. It’s overwhelming, but my body craves every inch.
“Almost there,” he whispers, his breath hot against my ear. “You’re so tight, it’s driving me crazy.”
As he pushes in deeper, I feel a rush of satisfaction mixed with the thrill of being completely at his mercy. “Oh God,” I moan, the sensation intensifying as I feel him fill me completely. “I want more, Colt. Please.”
He begins to move, slow at first, drawing out the pleasure, teasing me with each thrust. The connection between us builds, tension crackling in the air, and I can feel myself rising to meet him, urging him to go deeper, to give me more.
“Just like that,” he growls. We find our rhythm together, and I can feel the heat building, the pleasure becoming overwhelming. The way his body moves against mine, the way he fills me completely is intoxicating.
I gasp, clinging to him, lost in the sensation. “I’m so close.”
“Good,” he murmurs, his grip tightening as he pushes deeper. “I want to feel you come around me.”
With each thrust, he drives me closer to the edge, and I can feel the heat building, the pleasure coiling tighter. “I’m almost there,” I manage to gasp, unable to hold back.
“Let go for me, baby,” he urges, and as I reach my peak, I shatter, waves of pleasure crashing over me as I cry out his name.
As I ride my high, Colt doesn’t pause; instead, as I’m coming down, he flips me around, positioning me on my hands and knees on the ground. My pulse races at the sudden shift, and I glance back at him, excitement coursing through me.
“Colt,” I breathe, anticipation flooding my senses.
“Look at the mirror. And keep your eyes on me,” he commands, positioning himself behind me, the heat of his body radiating against my back. I can see him in the mirror. “Been thinking about fucking you like this from behind since the moment I saw that gorgeous ass.”
He thrusts into me again, filling me completely, one hand fisting my hair and another on my hip. I gasp, the sensation overwhelming as he takes control.
He drives into me with a fierce intensity, each thrust hitting deeper, harder. The connection between us builds again, tension crackling in the air as he holds my hips, guiding my movements.
“God, you feel so good,” he growls, his voice low and primal as he continues to take me, pushing me to the edge once more.
I can feel the heat building again, the pleasure coiling tighter within me. “Colt, I’m close again,” I gasp, unable to hold back as his thrusts become more urgent.
"Let go, Elena," he commands softly, his fingers increasing their pace. "I want to see you come undone again.”
