I raise my chin and kiss him again, feeling all sorts of emotions begin to overwhelm me and pulse heavily through my veins. His arms curl around my waist and he pulls me in tighter against him and for a brief moment, I’m scared that Nic might have done some damage and one wrong move could have him dropping in pain, but as he deepens our kiss and tightens his hold on my body, I realize that a little pain isn’t going to stop him.
Colton’s hands drop to my ass and he gently lifts me off the ground then takes me back into the private living room, leaving the glass windows wide open. The cool breeze brushes across my skin as he lays me on the soft couch and comes down on top of me. He never once breaks our kiss, his lips always moving against mine and our bodies never breaking apart.
The desperation creeps up on us and I slip his suit jacket down his strong arms until the soft material is crashing against the carpeted floor. He untangles the headpiece, pearls, and feathers from my hair and tosses them aside before replacing it with his fingers, guiding them deep into the back of my hair and holding me still.
Our bodies grind against one anothers and when his other hand finally reaches down between us and tugs the beaded dress up over my hips, my eyes begin rolling into the back of my head.
I never knew I could need him this bad. Need his touch, his kiss, his love.
My thong is torn down my legs as I reach down between us and release him from the confines of his suit pants. His cock springs free and as he guides himself to my entrance, I hook my leg around his hips and draw him in, needing it more than I could have imagined.
Colton presses up into me, thick and heavy, completely filling me and I feel my world explode around him. It’s exactly what I need, what my body craves and desires. How is it possible to be this good? But fuck, when he actually starts to move … it’s like arriving at wonderland and being told that you get to go on all the rides.
He moves in and out of me, filling me over and over again and as his lips come back to mine, he untangles his fingers from my hair only to lace them through mine and hold them tight. The connection intensifies between us and something becomes so much … more. It’s raw, real, and honest. It’s not just two people getting it on and fucking for a good time, it’s two people becoming one, coming together and making something beautiful, finding a connection and holding onto it for dear life.
He takes me hard, increasing his speed and giving me everything he’s got until I push him back and straddle his waist, needing desperately to be the one to take control.
With me sitting up, he tugs the dress up over my head, leaving the pearls around my neck and tossing the borrowed dress aside. My strapless bra is undone and dropped to the carpet just moments before his mouth comes down over my aching nipple.
His tongue swirls over it and I tip my head back as I ride his cock. His hand tightens on my hip, holding me close, and refusing to let me stop. “Fuck, Jade,” he groans low, the torture, need, and desire in his voice doing so much more to me than anyone else ever could.
I feel my orgasm building and as his hand slips from my hip and reaches around to my ass, I know I’m not going to last much longer. He squeezes my ass with a firm grip and I clench my eyes, feeling myself just moments from falling over the cliff into a blissful, earth-shattering orgasm.
“Don’t you dare come, not yet, Jade.”
“I can’t,” I breathe, clenching down on him so fucking tight and doing all that I can to ride this out. “I can’t hold on.”
His hand squeezes my ass again and I groan knowing there's not a damn thing I can do about it. The devil could come and take my soul and I’d happily hand it over just to feel this moment with Colton.
Knowing I’m just moment’s from falling off the edge, Colton grabs my hips and holds me still. He slams up into me, holding onto the same rhythm and sending my