black Texan sky. “You’re so fuckin’ beautiful.”
I smile coyly and bite my lip. “Your turn.”
I grab his T-shirt and yank on it. Colt removes it and tosses it aside with lightning speed. Colt’s been working my family’s ranch since he was old enough to ride a horse and lift a bale of hay—but even knowing he was all hard-won muscle, even feeling him through our clothes when we made out, the images in my head clearly didn’t do him justice.
I reach out and touch his chest. He covers my hand with his and guides it over the hard planes of his abdomen to the bulge in his pants. Together we rub him through his jeans and his free arm wraps around my body and pulls me to him. I straddle him and lean down to kiss him, rocking back and forth in his lap. Colt grabs my hips and slides me over his dick. I gasp at the desperation in his movements. We’ve done this a few times now, but every time I’m this close to him, feeling his obvious desire for me against my pussy, my body is on fire. I work my hips faster, and Colt guides me with his hands on my ass. I lean forward so I’m close enough to kiss him, and he drives his tongue in my mouth as his hands slip between our slick bodies and squeeze my breasts.
Heat builds within my core. I rock against his hardness, my panties and Daisy Dukes providing a bittersweet friction. It’s too much, and not enough, but I still fall headfirst into the sensations. Colt’s calloused hands pinch and tease my nipples. I see stars as heat and pleasure collide within me and I cry out, but my begging is swallowed by the sweetness of his tongue stroking my own. “Oh my God!”
Colton smiles. “That was seriously the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
I giggle. “Sure. I bet you say that to all the girls.”
“No. I’ve never done that with anyone else.”
“Really?”
“Swear on my mama’s life. God rest her soul.”
I frown and stare at him, confused. “Why not? You could have any girl in this town, or in the tristate area for that matter.”
His grin is sincere and so deliciously sweet because it’s all mine. “There’s only one girl I’ve had my eye on since I was old enough to know what kissing was.”
I slap his chest playfully. “Shut up.”
“I’m serious. And I am seriously in love with her, with everything she does, with everything she thinks, feels, and says.”
“Well, you’ll have to introduce me so I can kick her ass. I can’t have my man obsessing over some other girl.”
He laughs and tugs at my Daisy Dukes. “In case you didn’t know, it’s you, Lemon Winchester.”
I grin and slide off him, unfastening the button and zip on my shorts. Then I wriggle out of them. I still have my panties on, and he’s still wearing his jeans, but Colt pulls me close to him as if he can’t bear not touching me. His hands slide between my legs, and I know he can feel the wetness soaking the thin fabric. He pushes them aside and gently caresses me, the pads of his fingers seeking out my honey and sliding up to cover my clit. He draws tiny circles around my swollen flesh and my knees threaten to give out.
“Colt.” I pant. His lips find my neck and shoulder as he intensifies his stroking. “Colt, please?”
“Come for me again, Lemonade,” he whispers against the shell of my ear, causing gooseflesh to erupt over my skin. My legs quiver and my breath comes in short, sharp pants. I’m so close to coming again that I don’t want to stop, but I need him inside me. I grab his wrist with every intention of yanking it away, but I can’t. Fireworks explode behind my closed eyelids and tremors rock my body. He kisses me as he lays me down on the blanket.
I’m a limp noodle. I’m euphoric. I’m floating, and all I can do is watch as he takes off his jeans and fishes a condom out of his wallet, tears into the foil wrapping with his teeth, and rolls it on. His dick juts out proudly, and I’ve never seen one up close and in real life, but he is perfect. A dusky rose, thick and long, and definitely hard.
I swallow and Colt glances from my breasts to my face. “Are you sure you wanna do this?”
“Absolutely,” I