Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 92519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 92519 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 463(@200wpm)___ 370(@250wpm)___ 308(@300wpm)
She came, hard, screaming his name, begging him for more, and yet at the same time begging him not to stop. Colt captured her hips, holding her in place as he worked her clit, riding out the last of her orgasm until there was nothing left. Her orgasm wasn’t the last of it, though. No, Colt pressed a kiss to her clit, and then to her stomach. He traveled up her body, and when he had moved between her thighs, he nudged her up so she followed him, sliding up the bed.
Once they were at the pillows, he pressed one knee between her thighs, and the other on the outside. He sat back urging her to sit up. As soon as she did, he reached behind her, grabbing the clasp of her bra, and flicked it open. Her breasts spilled free. They were not alone for long as he cupped them in his palms.
“Fuck, yes, these are perfect,” he said.
He pressed them together, nudging her back so she laid down, and then he sucked on one nipple, then the other. Rosalie hadn’t even realized that she tensed up, until he started to kiss her nipples. She felt the hard ridge of his dick as it touched her leg. They were going to have sex. It was scary and exciting. She didn’t want it to end in disaster. The last thing she wanted was for this to be awful. She had high hopes on the sex being good, which was just crazy.
“Stop thinking,” Colt said.
“Does it … is it … good?”
“Yes, Rosalie, it can be good. I promise you, I’m going to wipe the memory of our wedding night and all those fucking Fridays we wasted, but you have to relax. You have to trust me.”
There was that word again—trust. He expected so much from her.
“Let your body feel, Rosalie. Let your body be your guide. Trust yourself. Trust your body to know what it wants.”
Did her body even know what it wanted? With how aroused she felt, she couldn’t help but agree. Her body wanted Colt. She wanted this with him. No questions asked. Just the two of them.
He pressed her breasts together, and then she stopped fighting it. She did exactly as he asked and listened to what she wanted. Rosalie wanted him. It was so fucking crazy. She never, for a second, thought she would want him. Not like this.
He moved between her thighs, spreading them open, but his lips were at her tits, kissing the tips. She couldn’t contain her moans as he suddenly took one nipple into his mouth, sucking hard. The pleasure went straight to her core. She had this sudden need to press her thighs together, to create some kind of friction against her pussy.
Colt reached between his thighs and placed his cock between her slit. The tip of his dick touched her clit. Rosalie gasped. He thrust against her, pulling back just a little, and then sliding forward so he touched her clit, and she cried out, moaning his name as he did this.
“I’ll take care of you, Rosalie. I can meet all your needs, every single one. Even the ones you don’t think you have.”
He went back to licking and sucking her tits, exploring her body. Another gasp escaped her as he flicked his tongue back and forth, like he did between her thighs, but this was different. While he did this, he didn’t stop touching, rubbing her clit, pushing forward and back.
“Fuck, baby,” he said.
She felt another orgasm starting to build. Rosalie didn’t think this was possible. She had already come once, there was no way she should be expecting a second, but with his cock repeatedly stroking over her clit, there was no stopping the buildup, the need, it consumed, and then she felt so close to the edge.
Colt suddenly pulled his cock back, but she still felt him close and his fingers took over, sending her over the peak of abyss, only he didn’t stop there. She felt his cock as he slammed to the hilt inside her. There was no pain. No tension. No agonizing feeling of mortification because he was inside her.
Her orgasm struck her hard and fast, and this time, feeling his cock inside her as she came was a new experience entirely. He growled against her neck.
“How am I supposed to hold back and show you a good time when your pussy is so fucking perfect?”
“I’m not going to apologize for that,” she said, but she felt a hitch in her own voice.
He chuckled and growled against her neck. “You feel so fucking good.”
Her orgasm seemed to last a long time. Colt was inside her. It didn’t hurt. She couldn’t believe how amazing she found it that there was no pain.
He pressed his hands beside her head and then she felt him slowly pull back, still no pain. Rosalie stared up in his eyes as she began to thrust slowly within her, taking his time, not in a desperate rush. It felt amazing.