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A wave of wet hits me before she slips to her stomach, my cock falling out of her. I move to get behind her and tilt her pelvis up in the air, her glistening center begging for me.
Goddamn. So sexy.
Wanting—needing—a sweet taste, I tilt her pelvis up even higher and lick across her slit. Her moans are drowned in the sheets, her hands grip the bedding, and her knuckles turn white. I take another swipe, and another, and another until she’s dripping.Fuck, she tastes so good.I press down on her clit with the tip of my tongue, holding it there for a few seconds before I flick it at a rapid pace, sending her right over the edge, her moans echoing through my head.
I can’t wait any fucking longer.
Gripping her hips, I flip her to her back, watch how her breasts beautifully jostle with the movements, her hair wild and floating over her face, and then I take her hands in mine, linking us.
“Spread your legs.”
She’s still panting, but they fall open on my command. I slip inside her, her hands squeezing mine with every inch I take until I’m fully inside, her walls narrow, my cock aching, throbbing.
“Look at me, Rory.” Her eyes open, those greens connecting with my browns, sweet and innocent mixing with my dark and battered.
I lower my mouth to hers and kiss her, letting the world melt around us, the passion consume us. My hips thrust in and out, our hands never let go, and our tongues get lost in each other.
It’s sensual, sexy, rough with the pace my hips are going, but also sweet because of the addictive sounds escaping her.
I delve into her mouth even more, not letting up, the burning need I have to consume her completely owning me.
I pump faster, my balls smacking against her, her aroused cries filling the silence, until I feel her walls start to clamp down on my cock, her mouth falling open even more.
“Oh God, Colby, oh . . . I’m going to come.”
“Fucking . . . come,” I grunt out as she digs her nails into the backs of my hands, her screams heedless of who can hear, her body thrashing, her hips working my cock, seeking out the end of her orgasm just as mine rips through me.
Eyes squeezed shut, I still inside her, my dick pulsing as I come hard with her pussy still clenching around my cock.
Never has it been like this. Never have I felt this consumed, thistakenby a woman.
Opening my eyes, I glance at her and see the sweetest of smiles crossing her face. I lean down and press a kiss to her lips, lingering, molding our mouths but keeping the kisses simple, nothing too aggressive. She reaches up and traces her fingers across my eyebrows down to my chin. On a whispered breath, she says, “Colby . . . that was—”
“Fucking heaven.” She nods her head, and the look of awe and wonder is something I’ve never seen before.Only her.
I reluctantly pull away to dispose of the condom, but then I make my way back to the bed where I pull her into my chest. Her giggle sparks something inside my heart, something I’ve kept subdued for years. Pure happiness.
She makes me truly happy. Rory, this girl, has found my happiness again.
Not a plane.
Not an acceptance into flight school.
Nothing.
Just Rory, and I’m holding on to this feeling for as long as I can.
Chapter Twenty-Four
RORY
Iput the paper plates in the trashcan and send Stryder on his way to take the cake to the house to give us some privacy again. We spent the last two hours with his friends, joking around, talking about the pranks they’ve played on each other at the academy, and the good times they’ve shared over the past few years. Colby held on to me the entire time, cradling me against his chest, occasionally pressing kisses against my neck or whispering something in my ear.
His attention didn’t escape his friends and when they ribbed him, he didn’t care, he just held on to me tighter.
Colby is in the bathroom when Stryder stops me at the door, cake in his hands. “Thanks for doing this for him, Rory. I don’t think I’ve seen him this happy in a long time.”
“I’m glad he was okay with having you guys over. And he makes me happy too.”
