Page 92 of Take My Kiss
“Mm…lower it to your pussy and slip it inside.”
She gasps when she pushes in deeper. “Oh God…it’s so good.”
Her back arches, and I kneel next to the tub, wanting to get a better view.
“Keep edgin’ yourself, but don’t finish. Not yet.”
“But I need it,” she whines. “Please.”
“You can take more,” I coax. “Gotta get you ready for when we’re both inside you.”
“And what ’bout when I use it on you?”
Her taunting voice has me grinning. “I’ll let you do anythin’ you want to me.”
“Anythin’?”
Dipping down, I slant my mouth over hers and slide my tongue piercing between her lips.
“Anythin’, darlin’. You wanna tie me to the bed or fuck me with a nine-inch silicone dick, then by all means, do it.”
“You’re kind of a freak, aren’t you?” she quips, her eyes fluttering as she continues her movements.
“Actually, I was pretty tame and vanilla until you. No one else made me want to explore or try new things.”
“And I make you curious to do that?”
“Mm-hmm.” I dip my hand under the water, finding her sensitive clit. “You make me want everythin’.”
She explodes moments later, trying hard to keep it down, but the bathroom echoes. I kiss her through the rest of her release and then make my way down her neck to suck below her ear—one of her sweet spots that makes her melt.
“Is the bedroom door locked?” she asks.
“Yes.”
“Help me up.”
After I do, I wrap a towel around her body and lift her out of the tub.
“I want you to bend me over,” she pleads when I set her on the bed. “But you gotta be fast.”
My brow arches. “Right now?”
“You have somewhere else to be?”
Unbuttoning my jeans, I shake my head. “Nope.”
“Good.” She sets the vibrator on the bed next to her. “Grab the lube.”
chapter twenty-one
Amelia
Climbing over the bed,I get on all fours and arch as low as I can to the mattress. I wait impatiently as Colton removes the rest of his clothing, but the view of his bare torso and happy trail to his thick shaft is well worth the wait.
Although the afternoon sun is beaming through the windows and he can see every single stretch mark from this angle, it’s the first time I’ve not cared about it.
Colton squeezes my hips and rubs the pads of his fingers over the textured skin.
