Her hips moved faster. Colt’s thrusts grew stronger. His strong hold held steady as Alex rolled her hips forward and back.
She rode him in a way that allowed her to savor every inch of his striking length. Their breaths came faster. His thrusts grew harder. His hips moved in time to their sensual rhythm, meeting her every move.
The sounds of their panted desire filled the room as they surfed the waves of passion they’d created together. Alex’s heart raced as the pressure inside built higher and higher. Despite her recent release, she knew she was close. And from the way Colt was moving beneath her, he was almost there, too.
“Ah, yeah,” he grunted. “There ya go. Just . . . like . . . that.”
She smiled, watching his face as he zeroed in on where their two bodies were joined. The blues in his eyes grew darker with every new thrust.
Alex rolled her hips forward. Once. Twice. She could actuallyfeelhim becoming impossibly harder.
“Colt,” she whispered his name as a warning, soaking in the feeling of him sliding in and out of her greedy core.
His hand went to her sex. The pads of his fingers encircled her clit. He rubbed and rolled, playing her body as if he knew it even better than her.
Alex’s head fell back as her unbridled cry of pleasure flew from her parted lips. Colt growled, the guttural sound matching the uneven thrusts of his hips.
His strong body jerked beneath her as his release made its way through his system. She continued sliding herself up and down his spent length, drawing out the final tendrils of carnal pleasure for them both.
Eventually their movements slowed to a stop, and their chests no longer heaved with forceful breaths. When Colt’s eyes found hers, Alex was filled with a sense of female pride knowing she’d put the look of satiety there.
“Wow.” Colt blinked, his broad shoulders rising and falling with steadying breaths. “That was . . .”
Amazing. Incredible. Earth-shattering.
A mistake?
Alex gently lifted her body from his. When she did, Colt reached down to keep the condom from slipping loose. Her legs quivered beneath her and her head spun.
She’d just had sex with Coulter Morgan. Not just sex but freakingphenomenalsex.
Was it a mistake? Probably. But it was like she’d said before. He was finally out of her system, and she was out of his.
You sure about that?
“I’m gonna go clean up.” Colt stood from the couch with a groan. “Be right back.” He leaned down, dropping a sweet kiss to her lips.
“Okay,” Alex whispered back, not sure of what else to say.
While he disappeared into the bathroom, she set about collecting their previously discarded clothes. She’d shower later, after he left, but for now, she chose to redress in her pajamas before laying his things on a nearby chair.
“Well I guess that answers that question.”
She turned to see him walking toward her from the shadows of the bedroom. He was still naked, of course, and his half-hard erection was bobbing between his strong thighs.
Things between them had happened so quickly Alex hadn’t had the chance to fully appreciate his masculine physique. But now that she saw him in all his God-given glory?—
Well, damn.
His biceps, chest, sculpted six pack, and those powerful thighs. Colt was more fit and chiseled than she’d ever imagined, even in her wildest dreams.
“Alex?”
She blinked, clearing her throat on reflex with a quick shake of her head. “Sorry, what question did I supposedly answer?”
The man’s lips curved into a knowing smirk. “I was going to ask if you were ready for round two.”
“Oh.” She swallowed as he came to a stop before her. “I, uh . . . I mean, I would but I have a really early flight.”
