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The sight of her bare skin ignites a fire within me. “Good girl,” I murmur, my approval making her flush.

As she stands before me, I step closer, pushing her back gently until she’s lying on the bed, the soft sheets cradling her. “Now, I want you to spread your legs for me,” I command, the weight of my words hanging in the air.

She bites her lip, a mix of excitement and nervousness dancing in her eyes, but she does as I say, her legs parting to reveal her completely. My pulse quickens at the sight, and I can feel the heat pooling low in my stomach.

“Perfect,” I say, crawling onto the bed, positioning myself between her legs. “You’re so beautiful like this. I can’t wait to have you again.”

I lean down, my mouth brushing against her thighs, teasingly close. Her breath hitches, and I can feel the tension building in the air. “Colt, please,” she begs, her voice a whisper filled with need.

“Patience,” I reply, trailing kisses along her inner thighs, moving closer to where she craves me most. I want her to feel every ounce of desire radiating from me, to understand how much I want to dominate her, to make her mine.

“Colt,” she whimpers, and that sound drives me wild. I look up at her, my eyes dark with lust. “You know what I want.”

“I know,” I say with a smirk, hovering just above her. “But you have to earn it.”

With that, I dive in, my mouth finding her, and she gasps, her body arching towards me. I work her slowly, savoring every taste, every sound she makes. Her fingers tangle in my hair, urging me on, but I hold her hips down firmly, keeping her in place.

“Keep still,” I growl against her, my voice thick with lust. She obeys, trembling as I expertly tease and pleasure her.

I can feel her building, her breaths quickening, and I pull back just enough to look her in the eyes. “You’re close, aren’t you?” I ask, a wicked grin spreading across my face.

“Yes,” she breathes, desperation lacing her voice.

“I could do this all night. But let go for me, Elena,” I command, and that’s all it takes. I dive back in, drawing her climax from her in waves, her body trembling beneath me.

“Fuck, Colt. That tongue…I’m coming. My God, am I coming…”

As she comes down from her high, I climb back up her body, my lips trailing along her skin, savoring the way she feels beneath me. “Now it’s time for you to take me,” I murmur, hovering above her, the weight of my body pressing her into the bed.

“Oh,” she breathes, her eyes wide with anticipation.

“Look at me,” I command, and she does, her gaze locked onto mine, filled with a mix of fear and excitement. “There’s no holding back now.”

I press into her, filling her completely, and she gasps, her body arching against mine. Each thrust is punctuated by the soft sounds of pleasure escaping her lips.

“Just like that,” I growl, feeling her tighten around me, her body responding to every movement. “You’re doing so well.”

With each thrust, I can feel the intensity building again, and I take control, driving deeper, pushing us both closer to the edge. “I want to hear you say it,” I demand, my voice a low growl.

“Colt,” she moans, “I want you so bad.”

“Tell me how good it feels,” I order, bottoming out, and she complies, the sound of her voice filling the room.

“Oh fuck. Oh God,” she whimpers out, and I can feel her body clenching around me, that delicious warmth pulling me in deeper. “Eight fucking inches.”

“Good God,” I murmur, my breath quickening as I lose myself in the moment, feeling her beneath me, knowing I’m giving her everything she wants. “You’re fucking perfect.”

As the pace quickens, we’re lost in each other, the world outside fading away until it’s just our sweaty bodies against one another, our desires, and the electric connection between us. I can feel the tension building again, and as I plunge into her, I know we’re both teetering on the edge of ecstasy once more.

“I’m gonna come,” I finally say.

“Good. I already have. Multiple times.”

“You sure you can’t get pregnant? Because I’m going to fill you up again.”

“No, I can’t, baby.”

“Let go with me,” I demand, and as I reach my peak, she follows right after, our cries mingling in the air as we both surrender to the intense pleasure washing over us.