say with a courage I no longer quite feel.
“It’s okay to back out, Lemon.”
“Colton Hayes, do you wanna have sex with me or not?”
He grins. He freaking grins as if I’m the most adorable thing he’s ever seen. He glances down at his dick and back at me. “I think we both know the answer to that.”
“Then do it already.”
“Yes, ma’am.” He eases my panties down, then he climbs between my legs, his much larger frame lowering over mine and settling between my thighs. I wasn’t expecting him to be quite so heavy, and I feel like I’m suffocating as his weight presses me into the hard ground. He seems to realize this because he supports his weight with one elbow as he guides himself inside. Pain tears through me, paralyzing me beneath him. “Lemon?”
“I’m okay,” I say, but the words turn to a whimper as tears roll down my face to melt into my hair.
“Shit. Darlin’, I’m sorry.” Colt hangs his head and tries to pull out, but I cling to him.
“Don’t stop. Please, Colt.”
“I don’t wanna hurt you. Maybe we should wait?”
“Wait for what? Me to be old and gray?”
He chuckles and it does interesting things to my insides. A little of the excitement and heat I’d felt just moments ago arcs through me again.
“Why don’t you slip your hands between us and show me how you touch yourself when I’m not around?”
I bite my lip and wriggle my hand into the space between our bodies as Colt lifts his hips. I touch my clit, the sensation so electric with the pressure of him inside me. As my hunger for him, for pleasure, and for release grows, I feel my walls start to relax. A new tension twists through my body—want, need, desire—all for him. Only for him.
“Jesus, Lemonade. I’ll never grow tired of watching you fuck yourself while your pussy clamps around my cock.” Colt groans in my ear, and I realize it’s me who’s moving. He’s given me all of the control in this situation, and I’m the one bucking beneath him, taking my pleasure from him and not the other way around. I can feel the tension in his whole body, the restraint he must be using to hold back and let me explore this new world of craving and carnality, but I want to feel him lose control too.
“Colt?” I pant.
“Mmm?”
“I … I want you to fuck me.”
His eyes hood over as he searches my gaze. “Are you sure?”
I nod and bite my lip, keeping my fingers circling my clit as he slides deeper and pulls almost all of the way out. His arms tremble as he supports his weight, and I draw him to me, wanting to feel our bodies connected everywhere. He kisses my lips, gentle nips at my tender flesh as he pistons his hips. Pleasure, heat, and anticipation collide within me, pulling me under like a current, sluicing through me as all of my nerve endings and synapses fray and fire. I come harder than I ever have, clutching his body to mine, my legs wrapped around his, my heels digging into his ass, pushing him deeper as he follows me into the sweet and wild abyss.
“Lemonade, we gotta wake up.” He rubs my arm under the blanket, and I mumble and bury myself deeper in the crook of his shoulder. It’s warm here and we’re naked and I don’t want to ride back to the ranch on my own. I don’t want to be without him after what we just did.
“Just a few more minutes,” I murmur.
“Okay, just a few. And then we’re going back.”
“Hmmm.” I nod, but I think he’s already asleep.
I sit bolt upright as hooves thunder toward me and for a moment, I can’t get my bearings. I don’t know where the hell I am, and then Colt stiffens beside me.
“Shit, shit, shit. We fell asleep.” He’s on his feet in a second, tossing my shirt at me as he pulls on his jeans.
“Oh my God! My daddy is gonna kill you.” I throw on my T-shirt and panties, but I’m not even sure where my shorts ended up.
“West is gonna kill me first.”
“You’re goddamn right he is,” West says, as he comes from out of nowhere and punches Colt right in the jaw.
“West, no!” I’m half dressed, and I lunge toward them, but Wade pulls me back. I scream and buck against him, thrashing my arms and legs in an effort to get away. “Let