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I licked her nipples, circling them with my tongue while my thumb did the same to her clit. She groaned, raking her nails against my back. When I felt her entrance open wider for me, I nudged a little further inside. This time, I was the one who groaned. “You feel so good.”
Raising myself onto one hand, I used the other to pleasure her. Pushing deeper inside her, I moved until I hit her spot. “There,” she whispered.
Her moaning got louder and my cock got harder. I listened to her breathing, hearing her excitement grow with every pant. When she clenched the sheets between her fingers, I knew she was close, and so was I.
“Colton,” she cried. “Please, don’t stop.”
Never. I kept the same rhythm and angle, pumping in and out of her on my knees, holding my body high above her. Her thighs quivered and she arched her back, her mouth forming an ‘O’. It was the most beautiful sight, knowing I was the one giving her pleasure.
Then, her breathing became frantic, and she screamed my name once more, just as her body spasmed underneath me. Knowing she had reached her climax, I let my instincts take over. I pounded harder, making her reach back and hold on to the headboard until my release finally rocked me and I shouted her name.
Falling onto the bed next to her, I was completely spent. My harsh breaths were all I heard until a faint chuckle tickled my ear. I turned my head to look at her, she rested on her side, one arm cradled beneath her head.
“Now that was quite the make-up sex,” she said.
I laughed and pulled her close against me. “That wasn’t make-up sex, sweetheart. I’ll give that to you every night. All you’ve got to do is take that t-shirt off again.”
24
Frances
The steam from the shower covered the glass walls and surrounded me, blanketing me in its warmth. The hot water hit the top of my head and I stood still, letting it drip down my neck, then my arms and legs. I watched the water create new pathways on my skin. I imagined it erasing my fears, my past, my present, leaving a blank space for me to write my future.
A cold gust of air made me shiver, and I turned toward it. Colton stood naked on the other side with a shit-eating grin. I laughed but shook my head. “Oh, no you don’t. I’m done and getting out now.”
He groaned. “I promise to clean you myself afterward.”
His cock twitched with eagerness, and my core clenched. I stepped to the side and he quickly joined me under the nozzle. Pulling me into his arms, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel of his hands all over my body.
His fingers tickled down my back and I lifted my head, reaching for his lips. He kissed me and lifted me by the back of my thighs. Curling my legs around his hips, I held on as tightly as I could. He guided himself into me and I moaned next to his ear in pleasure. He squeezed my ass and pushed me in deeper. I never wanted to shower alone again.
I rode his body furiously, and the tension built quickly this time. Perhaps it was the heat from the steam that relaxed my muscles, or that my body was primed for him, but I came faster than I’d thought possible. Even Colton looked surprised. I laughed at his grin and climbed down from his body.
He bit his lip and I bent down to grab the soap. He groaned and I held back my giggle. Lathering the soap between my hands, I placed them on his solid stomach and rubbed the suds along his body until I reached for his cock. He dropped his head back and licked his lips. I couldn’t help but lick my own.
He grabbed my hands and rubbed his fingers between my soapy ones, and then curled them inside of me, washing me as he’d promised earlier.
My flesh was still sensitive, so I rose onto my tiptoes, holding onto him as he lathered me. When I couldn’t take it anymore, I dropped to my knees, letting the water fall onto my back while I took Colton into my mouth.
“Frances,” he whispered. “Oh, god.”
I had never enjoyed sex until I met Colton. Had never really experienced pleasure before. I’d just wanted it to be over as quickly as possible. But now, I knew how much more there could be, and I wanted it all.
I swept my tongue along his smooth tip and hallowed my cheeks to suck harder. He threw a hand up against the wet tiled wall and curved his body forward. I felt powerful, knowing this beautiful, strong man was weak for me right now. Grabbing onto his cheeks, I pushed harder until I felt him at the back of my throat. He growled and pulled my face away while he spent himself in the water.
His chest heaved and he panted, sucking in air. He laughed when he saw my grin. “Proud of yourself, aren’t you?”
“A little,” I said with a wink.
“Well, you should be. I’ll need a minute before I can walk.”
“Take all the time you need. I’m going to dry off.”
I couldn’t find a blow dryer in any of his bathroom drawers. “Do you have any hair products?” I called back.
“What?” he shouted, his head underneath the nozzle.
“Never mind,” I said, finding a tube of gel at the back of the cupboard. “This should work.” I hoped it would at least keep the worst of my frizzies away.
