Page 71 of The Mitus Touch


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Slowly, she glided back and forth.

So. Fucking. Good.

He fondled her breasts and gazed into her heavy-lidded eyes. On a moan, she threw her head back and glided faster. Watching her unravel around him was too much.

“Lie on me.” He ran his hands down her arms and gently tugged.

A simple course correction so he could last a little longer. Her feminine curves molded against his body and he palmed her ass. Between kisses, she bit his lip, his earlobe and his shoulder. Brief, painful stings only heightened his euphoria.

He had to take back control, so he rolled them over and stilled, his hardness nestled deep inside her. “We need to slow down.”

“Slow down? We’re just getting started.” With her hands firmly on his ass, she pulled him close, further rooting him inside her.

“Are you trying to make me come?”

“Who? Me? That’s crazy! Why would I want to do something like that?”

He laughed. Having a beautiful, sexy woman beneath him was great, but add feisty and playful into the mix and, well, that was the damn tipping point. He widened his grin, coaxing her to give him what he really needed. She pursed her lips.

“Brigit, why are you holding back?”

She bucked her hips.

Fuck, that felt good.

“I’m not,” she said.

“You know what I want.”

“No.”

He withdrew.

She whimpered. “Youarethe big bad wolf.”

With his shaft in hand, he rubbed it across her opening and over her clit. His arm burned from supporting his weight. But when compared to how badly his balls ached, it was nothing. He’d wait. For as long as it took until she gave him what he really needed.

“Mmm, you feel soooo good,” she murmured.

And then he abruptly stopped. “I mean it, Brigit.”

Tenderly she fingered a chunk of his hair from his brow. Slowly, a dazzling, deliciously wicked and just-for-him smile spread across her pink-cheeked face.Thatwas what he needed. There was something about seeing Brigit happy that did it for him.

“Now, why don’t you show me hownaughtya wolf you can be?” She raised her ass off the mattress.

Positioning his head at her opening, he tunneled inside her.

“Oh, yes,” she cried out.

That space was meant for him. And only him. A million pleasure points. “You feel incredible and I can’t wait to watch you come while I’m inside you.”

Groaning loudly, she dragged her fingernails across his shoulders. Again and again, he thrust. Slow and deep. When he kissed her, she moaned into his mouth. He licked her nipple, then sucked, but always returned to her mouth. She was beautiful and sexy and his. All night long.

For reasons he didn’t want to understand, being with Brigit was different. He wanted to bring her pleasure. Feel her unravel around him. Watch the ecstasy explode across her face. Hold her sated body in the aftermath. And then do it all over again.

Undulating beneath him, she convulsed and groaned as she came. Her sex contracted around his rod and he released an explosive orgasm that rocked him dry.

In those seconds of nirvana, he called out her name. That should never have happened. Sex for Colton was never personal. But, in that instant, everything changed.