Page 130 of Snatched
“It’s just...you have a beautiful dick,” she replies, her gaze unwavering as she gives me a slow stroke that makes it hard to focus on anything else.
Before I can respond, she leans in, capturing my lips in a kiss that’s both soft and hungry. I can feel the warmth of her body against mine, the way her other hand tangles in my hair, pulling me closer. As our mouths move together, the world outside fades away, and all I can think about is her.
“Damn, you’re something else,” I murmur against her lips, feeling a surge of desire as I pull back to look into her eyes.
“This time,” I say, my voice low and commanding, “I want your eyes on mine when you come.”
Her breath catches, and I can see the heat flush across her cheeks as she nods, anticipation shimmering in the air between us. With a firm hand, I guide her back onto the bed, positioning myself between her legs.
I take a moment to savor the sight of her, the way she looks all flustered and eager, and then I push into her, filling her completely. The sensation of her heat enveloping me is intoxicating, and I groan as I start to move, setting a cadence.
“Look at me, Elena,” I instruct, my voice thick with desire, and she does, her eyes locking onto mine, filled with a mix of need and longing.
“Just like that,” I encourage, my thrusts becoming more pronounced, driving deeper as I want her to feel every inch of me. “I want to see you fall apart for me.”
Her breath hitches, and I can see the way her body begins to respond, the tension building as I push her closer to the edge. “Colt,” she gasps, her voice a desperate plea, and it fuels my desire even more.
“Eyes on me,” I command, my grip on her hips tightening as I quicken my pace, determined to push her to that precipice.
The way her eyes shine, the way her body responds to me, is everything I could ever want. I can feel her getting closer, the heat radiating off her as she bites her lip, trying to hold on just a little longer.
“Perfect, baby. Take me just like that,” I urge, my voice low and filled with urgency.
With a final, shuddering breath, she lets go, her body convulsing around me as she rides the wave of pleasure. The sight of her, completely lost in the moment, sends me over the edge, and I thrust into her one last time, feeling the heat of her climax envelop me as I release inside her.
“God, you’re incredible,” I murmur, my breath coming in ragged gasps as I collapse beside her, still feeling the aftershocks shivering through my spine.
For a moment, all I hear is her breath.
Soft. Quick.
The sound of someone trying to come back into their body.
Then something unexpected.
“Come to Cabo with me,” she blurts out.
My brain short-circuits like someone just dumped a bucket of ice water over me.
“…What?”
She blushes immediately, cheeks heating, eyes darting anywhere but me.
“It was impulsive,” she mutters. “You don’t have to—forget I said it.”
Oh no.
No, I definitely heard that.
“You want me,” I say slowly, turning on my side to face her, “to be your… boytoy in Cabo?”
Her lips twitch. “Is that what you think I meant?”
“Well,” I say, brushing a thumb over her hip, “you did just wake up with your thighs around my face, so—yeah. Seems plausible.”
She rolls her eyes, but she’s smiling now.
That soft, nervous, too-honest smile that makes heat crawl up my neck.
