29. Chapter 29
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C olt throbs against my center at my words. “You are something else, Libs.” His voice is dripping with ecstasy. The reaction he has to me is building my confidence higher than it’s ever been. I feel like I can be completely myself and he not only accepts it, but treasures it. The whole holding myself back went straight out the window sometime between him asking me to stay home and the third time I touched him during our board game.
I'm done keeping things out of arm's reach. Done not taking what I want. “What are you going to do about it?” I challenge as I grind my hips against him. His eyes turn dark and he flips us so that I’m on my back and he’s hovering over me. One knee between my legs, the other one next to me as he plants his foot on the floor. His hands are on either side of my head, holding himself up.
“I’m going to worship every inch of you.” It’s not a statement, but a promise that goes directly to my core. Everything tingles as he lowers himself to my lips and kisses me gently. I try to push up to deepen it, but that causes him to pull back more. “Uh-uh. You just lay here while I appreciate you.”
I smile at the thought of him doing just that, and electricity runs through my veins. Colt was ridiculously hot. But shirtless Colt promising dirty things was mind blowing. Broad shoulders, strong arms, and solid abs. It’s obvious he gets his muscles from an honest day's work versus at the gym.
“First…” he presses a kiss to my neck, “I’m going to work my way down your beautiful body, kissing every inch of you that I have access to.” He kisses between my breasts. “Then I’m going to get these very unimportant clothes out of my way and kiss the rest of you.” Kissing my navel, he looks up at me. The sight makes my body ache.
Working his way over to my arm, he trails kisses up. “You have no idea how hard it has been to keep my hands to myself when it comes to you.” Getting to my shoulder, he gives it a nibble and I gasp at the delicious sting it leaves. He works his way down my other arm. “How badly I’ve wanted to kiss you…” he says as he plants another one on my stomach, “to taste you…” his mouth lingers over the zipper of my jeans, “all of you.” And he pushes a kiss right into the apex of my thighs, causing me to writhe underneath him.
Pushing up on his knee, he runs his hands up my legs until he gets to the button and pauses. “May I?”
“Yes,” my voice barely whispers.
Keeping eye contact, he unbuttons my jeans, pulls down the zipper and grabs the waistband, sliding them down until and tossing them on the floor. I feel exposed, laid out on the couch in just my bra and panties.
Colt’s eyes roam my entire body, acting as if he can’t decide where to look. “I've dreamt of this body for weeks, Libs. And I plan on taking my sweet time with you.” I don’t say anything. Anxiously waiting to see what he does next. His focus comes back to my face and his sexy smile appears.
“What?” My nerves are on end, not knowing what's going through his head while I lay here half naked.
“Nothing.”
I pout. “It doesn’t feel like nothing.”
The heat in his eyes intensifies. “What does it feel like?” Oh, he’s playing games. Not that I mind. It only makes me more intrigued, makes my body ache more. The way he looks at me, talks to me, touches me, it feels… “Delicious.” My lips stay parted and his eyes go to them as he speaks.
His eyes flicker back up to mine, and they’re an inferno. Yes, please. “Are you delicious, Libby?” I can feel my pulse between my legs, begging for attention. “Every bit of you I’ve laid my mouth on is mouth watering. But I’d like to find out if certain parts are as sweet as the rest of you.” His voice gravel. Chest heaving, his jaw sets as he squeezes the inside of my thighs in handfuls. Running a hand down my leg towards my foot, he grabs my ankle and pulls it to his mouth. Planting a gentle kiss, he slowly works his way up my leg, keeping one hand trailing behind his mouth while the other stays embedded on my opposite thigh.
Arriving at the center of my legs, he runs his nose up my center, and the pressure has me bucking against him. Breathing in, he closes his eyes lets out a low moan that sends goosebumps all over my body. “You smell just as sweet as I imagined.” He pushes a hard kiss on the outside of my panties. “Fuck, Libby, you’re soaked”
I should be embarrassed, but I’m not. I’ve been dripping since the moment I straddled his lap, and hearing him say all these things has only made it worse. “Can I see?” I nod, amazed that he’s been asking permission the whole time. There is definitely a time and place to just take what you want, but knowing that he refuses to unless he’s welcome turns me on just as much.
Colt hooks his fingers inside the band of my panties and pulls them down my legs, but he doesn’t toss them on the floor with the other clothes. No, Colt Gibson puts my panties in his back pocket. Holy shit. After that sexy little action, he brings his attention back to me. Grabbing hold of my thighs again, he pushes them apart, spreading me out in front of him. “My God, Libs. Your pussy has me salivating.”
Heat radiates to my pulsing center and his hands slide towards it. But instead of touching me there, he runs his fingers all around it, driving me crazy. “Colt.” I warn.
“Hmm?” He answers without looking up at me.
“Touch me.”
That has his eyes snapping to mine. “Is that a question or a demand?”
I feel like I’m about to combust from the pressure building inside me. “Please,” I beg
He lets out an almost painful sounding moan as his attention goes back to what his hands were doing the whole time. Only now, instead of keeping their distance, his thumb rubs ever so slightly over me exactly where I need it to. I moan at the sensation. Using his first two fingers, he spreads my lips and admires what he sees. “Fuck,” he says, drawing out of the word. Using his thumb again, he catches the juices that are dripping from me and swipes them over my clit.
“Libby,” he warns, “Once I start, there's no going back. I will devour you like a man starved until you’re screaming my name. But I claim this pussy once, then it's mine to keep.”
His words alone almost do me in, and I push my hips into his touch. “Yes,” I pant.
His mouth is on me the second the word leaves my lips and it’s the most glorious feeling in the world. Colt runs his tongue from my opening to the top of my clit, moaning as he tastes me for the first time. His tongue circles and flicks around me as I buck into his face, craving even more. Using a forearm on my stomach and a hand on my thigh, he pins me to the couch. Then, as if he knew what was about to happen, he sucks and I almost jump off the couch.
My mind is void of any thoughts, only aware of the ecstasy coursing through my body. A sensation that is too much and not enough at the same time. My fingers find his hair and I push him into me even more. The rumble that comes from him vibrates against me, eliciting a moan from my mouth.
“Let me hear you, baby.”
I didn’t realize I had been holding back. It’s a habit for me to stay quiet, but Colt wants me to let him know how much I’m enjoying this. And I’ll be damned if I deprive the man who is doing crazy things to me with his tongue. But then he slowly inserts two fingers and I no longer have control over my body.
“ Oh, my god. ” I drag out the words in a whine.
I feel his smile against my lips. He picks up the pace, sliding his fingers inside of me while he sucks my clit harder. Grabbing a handful of his hair, I thrust my hips against him again, which causes his tongue to dive deeper. Curling his fingers forward, the pressure inside me builds. After a few more flicks of his tongue, I’m done for.
“ Yes! ”
My legs start to shake and my insides pulse around his fingers. As promised, he drinks up every ounce of my orgasm like a man starved.