Chapter 24 Colt
Colt
Isat on the edge of the bed, taking her hand and pressing a kiss against her wrist. “Tell me no one else has touched you, Vi. Tell me no one has had these beautiful lips pressed up against their own. No man has touched you where only my touch should have ever been.”
Her breath caught as my thumb brushed against her pebbled nipple. “No one.”
“Say it again,” I begged, my dick jumping at the sight of her bottom lip being pulled between her teeth.
“I haven’t been with anyone else. I didn’t want to date, but there was this one time my agent set me up to have coffee with her brother, and I felt like I couldn’t say no. It was the worst. He didn’t even open the door for me.”
A growl ripped from my chest as I pressed a kiss against her neck. “I want his name, Vi. I’ll teach him how to treat a woman. Not you, because you’re mine to take care of. But for the rest of the world full of women, I’ll teach him a lesson.”
“I don’t remember it,” she whispered as my hand slipped under the blanket and my fingers ran over her hip. Violet gasped, and I could feel her skin pebble beneath my touch.
“I love hearing that, darlin’. The only name I ever want in your mind is mine.” My hands pulled back the blanket, exposing her needy pussy. My God. I was going to fucking come in my pants before I even touched her.
The sight of Violet, so round with my baby, writhing with need killed me. I palmed my erection, groaning as I tried to find some sort of fucking relief from how goddamn hard I was.
“Is this position okay? On your side like this, for you and the baby?”
“Yes. God. We’re fine. Please…please don’t make me wait…I need you.”
My fingers slipped between her legs. She was already so wet, so ready for me that I wanted to just bury myself deep inside her. But that would come. After she did.
My thumb found her clit, remembering the pressure and speed she loved like the last time we’d been in this position was just hours ago, instead of years.
“Colt,” she panted, her head flung back, eyes closed. I pressed my other hand against her thigh, opening her up to me.
I couldn’t take it any longer. I had to taste her.
I climbed onto the bed. My face lowered and the second my tongue licked along her entrance, Violet’s hands were in my hair.
Pulling me. Guiding me. Telling me exactly what she wanted me to do.
I chuckled, my mouth taking over for my finger, giving attention to that sensitive bundle of nerves that I knew was about to throw her over the edge.
“M-more…” Her voice shook, fingers tightening their grasp. I licked and flicked my tongue, sucking against the bud as my finger slid inside her.
Violet’s hips bucked in timing with my own. I ground my hips harder into the mattress, my body begging for friction, but not wanting to come yet. Not until I was inside her. My tongue and fingers were moving in perfect harmony. I could feel her body growing more tense. I knew that she was going to—
My finger grazed over the velvet-like spot inside her, and Violet screamed my name so loudly I was sure the windows rattled.
I sat back, watching her come down from her orgasm. Her face was flushed, her eyelashes fluttering even though her eyes were closed. Her mouth was open and she had one hand over her heart, the other was over her belly. I leaned over and pressed a kiss to the hand resting on her bump.
“You okay?”
She shook her head, and for a split second, panic swelled. “I’m going to need you to do that about a hundred more times.”
I laughed. “I don’t know if I can manage a hundred, Vi. But we can give it a go.”
Her eyes popped open, dropping to the very noticeable erection I was still sporting.
“Are we going to do something about that? It looks uncomfortable.” Her bottom lip raked through her teeth as her eyes found mine.
I made quick work of getting undressed, and when I looked back at Vi, I nearly came undone. She’d taken her own shirt off. Her breasts were exposed, dark nipples pulled into taut peaks. I licked my lips, acutely aware of what part of my wife’s body I planned to tease next.
“I forgot,” she whispered, her eyes wide as she stared right at my cock. “I mean, I didn’t forget what it was like. I thought about it all the time. But I just forgot how big…”
“Don’t worry, Vi. This has always been yours.
” I walked around the bed, climbing up behind her.
She shifted her shoulders, so they were flat against the pillows, but her belly stayed on her left side.
I took her hand and wrapped it around my aching shaft, my hand on top of hers gently pumping up and down, groaning as her eyes became hooded.
“I was made for you. Only you. And you were made for me. It’ll fit.
And it will feel so fucking good. You’re going to take it all, aren’t you, Vi? Like a good girl.”
I grinned like a cat about to lick its way though a pint of cream, still stroking myself with our hands.
“You remember how good it felt. All those times I made love to you.” My eyes dropped to her chest where her nipples were waiting for my attention.
Her breath shortened to desperate pants and her legs dropped open; my head tipped so I had the perfect view of her pussy.
Fuck me.
I let her hand go as I positioned myself behind her. It had been too long. I couldn’t risk exploding all over my fucking hand like I had when I was eighteen and about to taste her for the very first time.
“Are you going to be comfortable like this?” I asked, kissing her shoulder.
“God, yes. On my side is great. Just hurry. I feel like I’m going to die while I wait for you to get inside me.”
“Bossy thing, aren’t you?”
She laughed, her ass wiggling back against me. “And you’re the man who said you could never forget something about me."
I wrapped my hand over her calf, pushing her leg into a more bent position. Fuck. Her ass was still incredible.
“Colt.” The way my name slipped off her tongue like a desperate prayer only fueled my own frenzy. I dragged my cock along her entrance, teasing for just a moment before I pushed inside her.
My hand slid up her belly to her breast, my fingers circling her nipple at the same time I entered her. The world was silent except for the way her breath hitched as she wrapped around me.
God. This was everything. My head dipped, teeth raking across her shoulder as my hips rocked us gently.
“More. I won’t break,” she whispered. “You feel so good.”
“I don’t know how…” I groaned. “It’s better than I remember.”
I moved gently in and out of Vi, not wanting the moment to be over. But I knew I was close to losing control. An all too familiar tingle had started at the base of my spine. It was spreading fast…I needed to get her there, too.
The motion of my hips became erratic as I lost myself in the sensations of having her wrapped around me.
My fingers slid down to find her clit, swollen and needy. I rolled my thumb across it, my eyes roaming over her body. She moaned, and I watched as her own hands began teasing her nipples. The sight was going to be my undoing.
“I’m too close…nine years of waiting. For this.
For you. I need you to let go,” I panted, my balls aching for release.
I felt her walls start to flutter around my cock, and that was it.
Our orgasms seemed to happen simultaneously, her perfect pussy clamping down on me as my balls drew up and I spilled myself inside of her.
“My God,” she whispered as I slid out of her, rolling to my back for a second. I needed to get up and take care of her. But that orgasm was so intense, I was worried about standing up too quickly.
“Not God, darlin’. Your husband,” I teased, reaching over to brush her hair off her face.
“My ex-husband.” She winked at me and smiled.
“Shouldn’t take me long to fix that.” I meant for it to come out teasing, but the second I heard her sniff, dread shot through me.
Because I did want to be married to her again.
Hell, I’d been fiddling with finding the right time to bring out her wedding band that I still had safe and sound in my dresser.
But maybe that wasn’t part of her plans.
“Hey, what’s wrong?” I asked, feeling sick to my stomach at the tears gathering in her eyes.
“Nothing. It’s not anything—”
“Violet. Don’t bullshit me.”
“It’s just…” She breathed in so deeply her shoulders pressed into the pillows.
“That was so intense, and wonderful, and I feel like I’ve been thinking about it every day for the last nine years, and especially in this pregnancy.
The hormones are making me crazy frisky, so I thought maybe we both would scratch an itch and then you’d see that you didn’t really… ”
“Want you? Violet. Get that nonsense out of your head right now. You’re all I want.
You’re everything I’ve ever wanted.” My voice held steady even as the truth forced my own emotions to the surface.
I rested my arm against her, my palm stretching over her belly.
Just like before, when we were married, her fingers landed on my forearm, tracing the lines of my tattoos.
“It’s overwhelming for me. You know?” she whispered.
“Being back close to you. Feeling that peace of being so connected with a part of my own soul that lives in another body. I just can’t.
..” Her breath caught on a shaky exhale, and her chin quivered as the tears poured out.
“You’re this perfect man, who loves me so completely, and is so sure that everything is going to work out.
And I’m this ball of anxiety, not trusting that the goodness of these last few days is here to stay. ”
“Vi, I—”
“No, Colt. It’s in the way you move around me.
Always centering me. Always at my back to protect me.
Or at my side to make me feel safe. I thought…
maybe this would be different. Maybe it would just be sex for you.
But of course it wasn’t. And I’m scared.
Because I didn’t want it to just be sex.
It meant something to me. Everything. You mean everything to me, and I’m terrified to keep fighting what I know is right in my heart. ”
“You don’t have to fight anything, darlin’. Let yourself be happy. Give in. I’m here. This is safe, and good, and we’ll work together to never fall apart again. I’m not going anywhere. You’re right where you belong.” That was a fucking promise I had every intention of keeping.