And as an answer I spread my legs. “Eat me, Colton. I’m all yours.”
He sighs as if I just granted him his biggest wish.
Then he moves down, his hands grabbing my tits as his head vanishes between my legs. I shudder from nothing and then, oh then, I feel his breath against my clit. He doesn’t do anything at first—no, he sniffs me—and even though I was always afraid of someone doing that, I moan.
“God, you smell like my favorite addiction baby.”
“Colton… shit…”
He responds with a primal growl.
I grab the sheets behind me, fisting them because I feel like I’m losing it. The moment he presses a kiss to my clit, I forget that I need to breathe, to exist, to be. Then he starts and I wonder what the fuck I was doing before him. That’s it. There’s only after Colton now. He ruined everyone else for me.
And then he sniffs at my entrance and his nose dives into me, deeply.
I groan, moan, shift, but he won’t let me. I stay right there, thriving because of the way he touches me.
That’s when he really laps up my arousal like it was his last meal.
He circles my clit with the tip of his tongue, flicking fast, then slow, teasing me until my thighstremble.
“Fuck—fuck—right there,” I moan, back arching off his bed.
He cups my ass with both of his hands and licks faster. It’s just the right amount of softness. The perfect light pressure. His tongue picks up speed, giving me exactly what I need.
I feel him growl against my pussy, his lips practically sealing around my clit, sucking hard just before he plunges two fingers deep inside me. And damn, I clench around him. And when he crooks his fingers just right, finding that spongy spot that made me scream the last time, I know I’m fucking close to heaven.
“You gonna come for me?” he whispers, lips slick with me. “Gonna soak my face like a good little wife?”
I fist the sheets harder.
Fuck.
I am coming.
“Come for me, Jenna. I want to feel you come apart on my lips.”
And my answer is a broken cry, my climax hitting places I never knew could be hit. It’s ripping through my body, shaking me to my core.
My eyes flutter open and all I can see is Colton King glistening with juice that drips down his chin. And he doesn’t let up, he still licks me through it, drinking me down like the filthy, obsessed bastard he is.
And when I finally collapse, panting, he licks his lips and fucking smirks at me.
“Fuck you taste so good. Can I come inside you, Jenna. Please?”
His begging makes me hot again. Even though I just came undone in his arms, I want to feel his cock once more.
“Fill me up,” I say.
And with one swift motion, he lines up his dick with my pussy, sinking in deep all over again. I feel him stretching me, taking over—just how I like it. I can’t help but grind back onto him. My eyes flutter shut and the next moment I can feel his strong hand on my chin.
“Look at me,Solnyshko.”
I pant against the headboard.
“Colton…” and he groans in response, hips moving harder as he takes me faster, deeper. He growls as if claiming me as his own. And as we move together, I remember why no one else ever cut it for me before. Because Colton King is on a whole other level of well-built perfection when it comes to fucking someone senseless.
“You’re taking my cock so well. I don’t want to stop. I want to stay in you forever.”
