Can't Fight It - Kaylee Ryan Page 0,48

to be disappointing for both of us. “Lie down.” With Herculean effort, I pull away from her and settle onto the bed of blankets and pillows on the living room floor.

“Lie back, beautiful,” I say when she takes a seat next to me. She does as I ask, and a shiver races through her body. I’m not sure if it’s the chill in the room or the anticipation, but I’m not willing to risk it. I move to sit on my knees, facing her. Slowly, my hand travels up her silky-smooth thighs. I don’t stop until I reach the promised land. “All this for me?” I ask, and even I can hear the awe in my voice at finding her pussy soaking wet.

My mouth waters.

“Open for me.” She doesn’t hesitate to spread her legs apart. I maneuver myself so that I’m resting between her thighs before reaching over and grabbing a blanket. Pulling the blanket over my shoulders, I lower my body and pull it over my head and over her body. Part of me wishes I could see her, that I could watch her as I taste her, but there will be time for that. This isn’t a one and done for me. I already know she’s under my skin, and tonight, that just makes me crave her even more.

Tired of waiting, I suck her clit into my mouth while my hands travel up her body under the blanket. With a plump breast in each hand, I roll her nipples between my thumb and forefinger, all while my mouth is devouring her. Her legs tighten around my head, which only fuels my desire to devour her. I’m relentless, and when her legs begin to quiver, I get my hands involved. One finger then two, I slide them inside her, gently pumping while taking turns massaging her clit with my tongue and my thumb. My cock painfully presses against the blankets we’re lying on.

I need to be inside her.

Now.

My hand pumps faster, and that’s all it takes. Her legs squeeze me, her back arches off the floor, and she cries out my name. I don’t stop until her legs relax. Pulling away from her, I wipe my mouth on the blanket and move my way up her body, kissing everywhere my lips will reach on my way. When my head pops out of the blanket, her eyes are closed, and she has a small, satisfied smile on her lips. My heart skips not just from how beautiful she looks in this moment, but because I did that.

Me.

Colton Callahan.

“You’re stunning,” I say once again, memorizing everything about this moment.

Her eyes flutter open, and the small smile grows. Her hand slides between us, and she again has my cock in her hand. I close my eyes as she slowly strokes me. “My turn.”

“No.” I shake my head as a rough sputter of laughter leaves my chest. “I’m not coming in your mouth. I need to be inside you.”

“We have all night,” she counters.

“Exactly.” Snaking my arm out underneath the covers, I grab the box of condoms. I end up having to sit up as I tear open the box and retrieve a small foil packet. I have the pack ripped open and us protected within seconds before pulling the blanket back up over my shoulders and I’m settled between her thighs.

Elbows resting on the floor on either side of her head, I brush the hair back from her face. My eyes hold hers for four heartbeats before she reaches between us and helps guide my steel length inside her. Slowly, inch after inch, I push forward until I’m fully seated. Eyes closed, I tilt my head back and absorb this feeling. The warmth of her body surrounding mine. I can’t explain it, and I know it sounds crazy as hell, but this feels different. Unlike anytime before her, before this moment. It’s incredible, and I need just a minute to reel it in. Deep even breaths in. Slowly release.

“I-I wasn’t sure you would fit” is her whispered confession that causes me to open my eyes.

“Like you were made for me.” I press my lips to hers, taking my time, letting my tongue duel with hers. Her body instantly relaxes, and I slide in a little deeper. Something I didn’t think was possible. Her eyes widen. “You okay?”

“So okay.” She gives me a shy smile.

Leisurely, I begin the slow dance of push and pull. Her hands slide under my arms, and her nails