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I’d never had anyone do anything for me half as nice, and I couldn’t remember feeling so calm or so tranquil.
By the time my hair was dry his was just damp, and he turned the dryer on his own self to get most of the rest of the wet out so we could go to bed.
I was looking forward to that part.
In the bedroom, we dispensed with any pretense of putting anything on and simply slipped between the crisp sheets, nestling up to each other.
I raised my face for a kiss and he gave it to me, the slow build enticing, and before I knew it, I was straddling his hips and he let me. His hands were gentle as they ghosted over my skin and my blood heated to the level of the scalding shower we’d taken earlier.
God, I loved the way he smelled; fresh clean man, straight out the shower just did something to a woman, you know?
I moved above him, my pussy slick with arousal where it was up against his shaft. He groaned into my mouth, my body pressed tight over his, and it was a strange thing to get worked up over, but I loved the way my breasts molded to his chest.
“Fuck,” he whispered into my mouth as I worked my hips to where he penetrated me. I whimpered into our kiss as I took him into me, painstakingly slowly.
When he was fully inside of me, he rolled me, lightning fast, onto my back, and I didn’t resist one iota. I loved it, in fact, but that didn’t stop him from pausing and asking me, “Is this okay?”
“Mm,” I moaned into his mouth and captured his face between my hands pulling him to me, wriggling my hips to get him going and he gasped.
“Goddamn, baby. You feel so good,” he murmured and sucking a breath in between gritted teeth, he started to move.
I threw my head back and gripped my tits, rolling the nipples between forefinger and thumb, determined to just leave the world behind for a minute and feelgood.
He thrust in an even and sure cadence while both of our breathing became impassioned in steady deep gasps in counterpoint to his movements. He raised one leg of mine over his hip, but then he did something new, he put this sort of side-to-side roll in his hips and I swear, it drove mewild.
I’d never felt anything like it before, the sensation like cold champagne on a sultry night. The waves of pleasure building, lapping at my shore at first gently, before building into a swell that threatened to swamp me and drown me completely but instead of fearing it,I wanted it. I wasdesperate for it. I desired this man like I’d desired nothing else in my entire life for myself.
“Oh, Col,yes. Right there, right like that!” I breathed and he grinned above me, a savage baring of his teeth in his pride at what he did to me.
It was one of the hottest looks…
“Mm!” I arched, my back bowing off of the bed as the pleasure racked through me and I shuddered losing complete control of myself.
I was vaguely aware of Collier crying out on top of me and then I was pressed into the soft bed beneath us and he held me close, hands in my hair, mouth on mine, kissing me sweetly until the trembling stopped.
“God, I love you,” he whispered in my ear and I smiled, twining my arms around him and holding him close.
“I love you, too,” I whispered, and he breathed out and delved his arms beneath me to hold on to me tight.
A few moments later I couldn’t help but whisper, “Thank you.”
He made a ‘humph’ sound and kissed the side of my neck and settled into me, sighing out contentedly.
“Any time,” he declared and I smiled.
CHAPTERTHIRTY
Collier…
“Well, moment of truth,” I said and Jessie-Lou took a giant step back.
A bunch of the guys, myself included, started cuttin’ up and I shook my head.
She’d been right there with me rebuilding this bike for the fuckin’ most part. I wasn’t worried one bit but clearly… “You sayin’ you lack faith in my abilities here?” I asked with a wink.
“Nah, I’m sayin’ I lack faith in mine,” she said, and she was dead serious.
I grinned and said, “Well I have faith enough for the both of us, ‘til I can restore yours just like we did my other girl, here.”
