Amusement flitters across his face before being consumed by a dark, lustrous look. I’m game to play.
“Fuck, yes, you feel good,” he growls between gritted teeth, then growls again when the sound of his voice makes my core squeeze around him. I want to see the look in his eyes when I make him come, and I want him to come hard.
“You love the way my pussy squeezes your cock?” I exaggerate the last words, squirming under his gaze that is burning ferally into mine. I moan when he flexes his hips at a slightly different angle and his cock hits a delightful spot deep within me.Fuck, that’s good.A strangled sound breaches his lips when I cry out. He’s close.
“Shit…pleasetell me you’re close before you come at me with more of that dirty talk. I won’t be able to handle much more.” His voice quivers. I smirk the best, dirtiest smile I’ve got for him, and his eyes almost plead with me to come so he can.
“Harder,” I demand. His eyes flutter closed, and he curses under his breath. He pushes both knees up to my chest, causing me to sharply inhale and whimper as he buries himself deeper, putting his back into it. I have to fight to keep my eyes on him when all I want is to throw my head back and enjoy the sensations trying to take over. His eyes take in my jigglingbreasts, and he licks his lips before looking back at me. His features begin to scrunch with concentration and determination. He will not come before I do. He’s beyond desperate to do so.
“Sydney, baby…” he grunts, his jaw flexing, the warning that he’s almost to the point of no return.
“I’m close,” I pant. I lean up on an elbow and suck a finger into my mouth, snaking a hand down my stomach. His eyes widen with the realization that I’m going to take over and touch myself so he can focus more on the pumping. He groans.
“Fuck, that’s so hot.” His eyes bounce around my body, not knowing what he wants to watch more.
I whimper when I make the first circle of my clit, sliding my fingers down to feel him sliding in and out of me. His breath bursts out harshly.
“Sydney…”
“You going to make a mess of me, Colin?” I ask breathily, working myself faster, feeling him begin to swell inside. I lift my hips to meet him now, intent to feel both of our releases.
“FUCK!” Colin shouts, slamming into me hard as I tip over that edge, my pussy milking him hard. I cry out triumphantly as he pumps relentlessly into me, reveling in the fact that he can now let go. He’s magnificent. His muscles strain, and the veins of his forearms and neck bulge with his exertion. A roar of satisfaction echoes through the room as his cock kicks deep inside me, followed by hot spurts of his release. I moan in appreciation, and he slows his rhythm, his mouth dipping to capture my lips in a kiss that twists my insides raw. He rests his forehead to mine, both of us breathing hard.
“That was…”Kiss.“fucking incredible.”Kiss.“Gah…” Colin flops beside me, looking up at the ceiling in a daze.
“Agreed.”
I get up to pee and brush my teeth. I really don’t feel like dealing with a UTI. When I come back and climb in under thecovers next to him, I’m a tad proud of how dazed he still looks, lying on his back, staring up at the ceiling.
“I didn’t realize that I’d enjoy someone talking dirty to me. That’s new for me.”
I roll over onto my side and toss him a saucy look.
“You’re kidding me.”
He rolls over, mirroring me.
“When that’s ever happened, I’ve always been the one whispering filthy things.” He looks at me sheepishly, and I playfully push at his pecs, giggling at the absurdity that no woman has whispered filthy things to this man. I mean, look at him. I could probably think of at least fifty dirty things that I want to say or tell him to do to me right now.
“So you liked it?” I tease.
“Sydney, I don’t think I’ve ever come that hard in my life. Yes, it did it for me. You did it for me.” I blush at the compliment. “Are you sore?” Colin asks me, rubbing a palm across my belly and up between my breasts.
“I think I’m going to feel you inside of me for the next few days.” We’ve had A LOT of sex this weekend.
He looks quite pleased with that statement.
“Good. I plan to keep it that way.” His lips peck my cheek before he crawls out of bed and finds his shorts on the floor. He pulls something out of the pocket and turns it in between his fingers a few times before coming over to me.
“Found this on my walk yesterday with Amy right before I found you soaked on your floor in the kitchen.” He smirks at the memory as he sets a gorgeous shell in my palm. I turn it, admiring all the dusty pinks. This little gesture warms my heart.
“It’s beautiful. Thank you so much for thinking of me.”
The wolfish smile he sends my way as he strides that beautiful ass into my bathroom for a shower leaves a delicious burn low in my belly. I hear him turn on the shower, expectinghim to just get in, instead he comes back to the doorway, stretching his arms to grab the top of the doorframe and flexing every delicious muscle for my viewing pleasure. He’s already semi-hard again, and I notice how his eyes light up when he sees me looking.
“Get your gorgeous body in the shower with me. I’m not done with you.”
You’d think my lady bits would scream a resounding ‘no’, but all she can do is quiver in the presence of this man. She is always on board. Traitorous vagina.