Thunder - Willow Summers Page 0,68

shit she was on the edge. Right fucking there.

She slapped him across the face for no reason, he grunted and crushed her to his chest, and suddenly she had blastoff. The mother of all orgasms rolled through her, shaking her body, lighting her up like the Fourth of fucking July. She sat and shuddered and rolled and dug her nails into his shoulders. He put continuous pleasure on her nub, making it just a bit better. Making her scream just a bit louder.

He groaned and shook against her, orgasming with her. Pleasure battered her. Tossed her around. Grabbed on and pulled her down to a place until she was immersed in it. In him. There was no holding back. No reserving a part of herself. She gave it her everything, and sank into the glory of the feeling.

Twenty

Colton barely held on to her as the strength left his body, along with what felt like all his bodily fluids. He collapsed around her, his head against her shoulder. She shuddered again, then another little one—aftershocks. He’d fucked her so good she was having aftershocks, the unicorn of orgasms.

That felt amazing.

He’d always taken pride in pleasing women, but this was the first time it had made him feel this way. Like he was doing his duty and taking care of her.

“I can sleep in for a little while tomorrow,” he said, taking a chance. “Do you mind if I stay?”

“I think I’ll take the day off,” she said, her arms draped across his shoulders. “So you can stay all day.”

He smiled and tipped them. They fell into a heap. Neither made a move to reposition. “I have a photo shoot at one.”

“Do you pose like Zoolander?”

He chuckled. “No. Mostly just flex.”

“Even better.” She sighed. “So I’ll wake up with you tomorrow?”

“Yes. You’re stuck with me.”

“I’m a sound sleeper, so if you sneak out like last time, I won’t notice. You have an ejector cord should you get cold feet.”

“There’s not much else I’d rather do than wake up next to a beautiful woman.”

“Hmm,” she said, turning enough to find his lips with hers. “You say the sweetest things.”

He didn’t mention that he’d basically been trained to say them. It was better to keep quiet about that and let her think he was a god.

“You did it again, by the way,” she said sleepily. “I didn’t think it was possible, but you actually topped last time. This is the best ever. I’m too tired to function. I assume things will level out next time.”

“You’re giving me a next time, then. That’s good,” he said softly.

“And also taking off the pressure. You’re welcome.”

He laughed, and a moment later, she was sound asleep.

A slice of hard light cut across the far wall when Colton blinked his eyes open. He immediately registered the heat and soft skin pressing against the front of his body. His hand was already draped across her, and he stroked his palm across her stomach as he nuzzled her neck. She moaned softly and turned, giving him more access.

He cupped one of her full, perky breasts and manipulated the nipple, which budded quickly. She moaned again as he rocked his hips forward, his tender shaft sliding against her wetness. He wanted nothing more than to thrust into her tight warmth, nothing between them.

As if hearing his thoughts, she said, “Have you been tested recently?”

How did she make awkward subjects seem so common place? It was a rare gift.

“Yes.” He pulled back and pushed forward again, gliding against her slippery warmth. “When I decided to get out of the escort service. I wanted to be sure.”

“I have, too. Because I’m paranoid.” She arched and reached back like a cat stretching in the sun. Her firm, round butt pushed against him, and she squeezed her legs shut, trapping his cock tightly against her slit. “I’m on birth control that will last another three years. I trust you if you trust me.”

With most women, his answer would’ve been an immediate nope. He didn’t trust anyone. Not when there was a chance of new life accidentally entering the picture.

But she wasn’t most women. He reached around her, positioned himself, and thrust, entering her completely bare. He groaned with how damn good it felt. Tight and wet and warm. Holy shit, it had been a long time since he’d been with a woman without protection. He’d forgotten how absolutely awesome it felt.

“Yes, Colton,” she purred, running her fingers down the back of his head while pushing her