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The sharp cut of his jaw, the dusting of stubble that teased my skin when he kissed me, the shape of his lips—lips that had whispered my name, had stolen my breath more times than I could count.

Colton’s hands trailed down my thighs, his fingers brushing along the sensitive skin on the inside, sending warmth spiraling through me. A shiver ran down my spine, not from a chill, but from the way he touched me like I was something to be cherished.

I couldn’t take it anymore. I couldn’t take thinking about him like this, love and longing twisting inside me, threatening to consume me whole. So I gave in.

Leaning down, I turned our slow, aching intimacy into something hotter, something raw and familiar—a fire we’d both grown used to stoking.

My hands fumbled for his pants, and I pulled them down under me, needing to feel his cock brush against my center. Colton was hard and ready as he sprung free and kicked his pants off completely. I tugged at the hem of his shirt, wanting him to sit up and remove it himself.

He did exactly that as I removed mine, my breasts hitting the air. I rocked against his length, which now lay perfectly under me.

“That’s it, Sunshine,” he murmured, his voice a low rasp that sent shivers through me. His hands found my hips, guiding them in a rhythm that made my head fall back, pleasure rolling through me like a tide. I braced myself against him, my fingers trailing over his heated skin.

“But these,” he said, his voice tightening, “need to come off. Now.” He was referring to the last piece of clothing I had on.

Colton sat up in one swift motion, lifting me with him before flipping us back to where we started.

My back hit the mattress with a soft thud, and he made quick work stripping me bare, until there was nothing left between us but skin and need.

His hand drifted lower, his fingers brushing over my core, and my body answered him before I could even form a thought. My back arched, breath catching, heat spiraling through me as my eyes found his.

Everything else faded.

The room. The world.

Nothing else existed but us—just the way we moved, the way we breathed, tangled together in the sheets.

Hovering over me, Colton plunged his fingers inside and a gasp fell from my mouth. He worked me, pumping in and out as he stretched me completely.

“I need you ready to take my cock,” he mumbled, this time thrusting with force. His mouth latched onto my exposed nipple, sucking and nibbling the sensitive skin. Pain shot through me, turning into pure pleasure.

My hands fell from his hair, my nails dragging down his back as I gripped at something—anything to ground me through the arousal.

Part of me wanted to take my time, let him savor every inch of my body, but I knew it was useless. If I let myself get closer to Colton, give myself all night with him, I knew I’d never leave in the morning.

“And I need you to fuck me, Mr. Stone,” I growled, my voice dropping to a tone that was lethal. Changing the mood was my deflection from feeling any deeper than I already did. I guess some things never truly changed.

It was how I’d continue to protect myself from the weight of the decision I’d already made.

Instantly, Colton removed his fingers from my pussy, bringing them to his mouth and sucking them clean like he always did. He loved the taste of me, and he made sure I fucking knew it too.

He pushed up to his knees as he loomed over me. His chiseled abs and perfectly shaped pecs were taunting me, teasing me to touch them. But his cock—that was really what I wanted.

I reached my hand out and stroked his length slowly as I felt the velvety skin beneath my fingertips. I rounded the head, dragging out the touch.

Colton groaned and watched closely as I sat up and brought his shaft to my mouth. My tongue darted out, running along the tip of him as I cleaned the drop of liquid forming.

I took as much of his length as I could before he hit the back of my throat, causing me to gag before pulling him out and diving in again.

Colton’s hand flew to my hair and he forced me down his shaft again.

“Tell me if this is too much,” he said between pants as he fucked my mouth, his hips thrusting hard.

My hands gripped the backs of his thighs as I braced again for him to shove himself into my throat. I moaned at the roughness of his movements. It was hot, raw and completely unfiltered as he let loose.

I hummed around him, sucking my cheeks in to squeeze him more. This earned me a growl from Colton as he tilted his head back. I watched him through hooded eyes as he roared and cursed my name.

“Fuck, Eleanor.”