Chapter 15

Dakota

My heart fluttered as Colin murmured that one word. “Perfect.” My breath hitched, catching in my chest, and I swallowed hard, my body aching and ready for more but at the same time, wanting to make it last forever.

I leaned forward, lowering my body until my weight was resting on top of Colin so I could kiss him, slow and deep, making him moan and rock his hips.

The sensation made my cock ache, but I fought the urge to speed things up.

I wanted to go slow, to make him feel better than he’d ever felt before.

I wanted to show him all the things I was feeling for him.

Gently, I eased out and back in, drawing it out as much as I could, over and again until he was panting and bucking his hips, whining with every slow thrust. Every bone and muscle in my body was screaming with need.

“More,” he murmured. “Please.“

I sat back, kneeling between his open legs, and sped up, pushing into him harder, faster as I gripped his thighs, my heart racing.

He groaned and arched his back, rocking against me and urging me on.

His fists gripped my sheets tightly, knuckles white, his head thrown back and eyes shut as he slowly unraveled.

A sheen of sweat broke out along his neck and chest.

After a few moments, he spoke, voice broken and desperate. “I can’t… I need…” One hand moved to his cock and gripped his shaft firmly, unmoving.

“Do it. Please.” My voice was ragged as I spoke, and I thrust in again and again, holding his thighs tightly and chasing the heat that was building in the pit of my stomach.

He began to stroke himself in long pulls from crown to base, his breathing uneven as he worked his cock. I couldn’t tear my gaze away as he fucked into his fist, bringing himself closer and closer to orgasm.

“Kiss me.” He reached for me and I groaned, nodding and slowing my pace to shift my weight and move my body close to his.

He moved his hand from his cock to rest on my back, fingertips digging in, pressing me to him.

A moment later, he released the sheet with his other hand and moved it up to push fingers through my hair.

Our mouths met and we both let out soft sounds of pleasure, our tongues sliding against each other, sending bolts of desire through my body.

Colin’s hips bucked up, his cock sliding against my stomach, precum smearing on my skin. He moaned into the kiss and he came, wet heat spilling between our bodies.

The rhythmic grip of his muscles around my cock was too much to bear, and with his tongue still against mine, I came, groaning, my entire body racked with waves of pleasure as I pulsed into the condom.

I continued to fuck him through my orgasm until I was completely spent, aftershocks slowing as I carefully withdrew and removed the condom.

He let out a quiet whimper as I pulled out and I kissed his throat before getting up. “Be right back.” It didn’t take long to dispose of the condom and return with a warm, damp towel to clean us both up.

Once we were both clean, I lay on my side next to him and pulled him close. Colin placed a hand on my face and kissed me deeply, slow and purposeful as my heart rate slowed down and my breathing evened out.

When we parted again, I looked into his dark brown eyes.

The words were on the tip of my tongue but I was scared to say them.

Scared he wouldn’t feel the same way, or that he’d balk over the suddenness of it all.

I knew I had to do it, to risk everything and let him know how I felt.

I swallowed hard, a lump in my throat, and forced myself to move past the nervousness and to speak.

“I love you,” I whispered, adrenaline flooding me. He inhaled sharply, eyes widening, and I hurried to speak again, to reassure him. “It’s okay if you don’t feel the same way. I know we’ve known each other for barely two months. I’m not trying to rush things. I just… needed to tell you.”

When I stopped speaking, he closed his eyes briefly before opening them again and looking directly at me. He combed his fingers through my hair before pulling me to him for a quick kiss. “I love you, too.”

My heart fluttered and I let out a shaky laugh. A moment passed before I spoke again. “Now what?”

He smiled wide, fingers still in my hair. “Anything you want.”

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