Page 72 of Take My Kiss
“Oh God, Colt…” My head falls back on his shoulder. His body blocks the water, spraying only against his back. “How do you always find it so fast?”
His other hand slides up my stomach and cups my breast. “Every inch of me is drawn to you. I was made to seek out every possible way to give you pleasure.”
“It’s so good. Don’t stop.”
He releases my breast and brings his palm to my ass, squeezing it. “Can’t wait to put my face between these cheeks later.”
Before I can respond, he sinks two fingers inside my pussy from behind and continues massaging my clit.
“Oh, shit,” I gasp, widening my hips. “Just like that. But harder.”
He continues thrusting until he finds my G-spot and sends me over the edge.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck. Colt, yes…” I moan through the waves of ecstasy, tightening around his fingers as he slows his rhythm.
“That’s my girl. So damn responsive,” he murmurs against my neck. “But don’t think I’m anywhere close to done with you. The next time Raven asks about orgasms, there better be no doubt.”
“Should I be offended you just said one of my best friend’s names while havin’ your fingers inside me?”
He chuckles, kissing under my ear. “No, because I’m only thinkin’ ’bout you, darlin’. But don’t worry, I’m sure Bodie’s takin’ good care of her.”
A laugh bubbles out of me because I almost forgot she was staying at his house tonight and can’t wait to give her shit the same way she’s done to me. Bodie’s crushed on her since they met at the wedding, but I’m not sure how she feels about him.
When Colton releases me, I turn and pinch his nipple before flattening my tongue over the piercing and sucking it into my mouth.
“I’ve been wantin’ to do that for a week,” I admit before going to the other one and giving it equal attention.
“Mm, baby. I love that.” He fists my damp hair and gently pulls me back. “I forgot a condom in my nightstand. Gonna grab one quickly.”
“I have some in my toiletry bag under the sink,” I blurt.
He raises a brow. “You packed condoms?”
I groan, shaking my head. “Don’t ask, okay? Just get one.”
With a smirk, he steps out of the shower, and I use the opportunity to admire his firm ass before watching him grab my bag.
He unzips it, and the realization hits me two seconds too late that I also hid my vibrator in there.
“Wait—”
He holds it up like a prize, eyes beaming with mischief. “Well…what do we have here, my little vixen?”
“Put it back. The condoms are on the bottom.”
“Oh hell no. We’re playin’ with this.”
Once he grabs a foil package, he struts back in with the vibrator in his hand.
“Have you used this since you’ve been here?”
“That’s none of your business.” I’m not admitting that I’ve used it almost every day to take off the edge and to restrain myself.
I plead the fifth.
He presses the button, bringing it to life. “Hm…where should I put it first?”
I cross my arms, pushing my breasts up. “Maybe we should use it on you first.”
