Chapter 35 Lexi
THIRTY-FIVE
LEXI
There’s no way I’ve ever been this turned on, because a stiff breeze could make me come right now.
Is that possible? I don’t know, but it sure feels that way.
My hips shift of their own accord, searching for any kind of relief for my aching core.
Is it the years of pent-up tension between us? Or is there more to it?
Colten bites down on my bottom lip, dragging me from my thoughts before I can fall into them.
He knows me too well.
“Please,” I whine.
“The first time I slide inside of you, it’s not going to be in the shower, Wildcat. I’ll fuck you anywhere you want after that, but bed first.”
I groan at his words. Why does he have to be so fucking perfect? It’s unnatural for a man.
He reaches across the shower and shuts off the water, ushering me out before I can argue. I love that he wants our first time to be in a bed, but I’m also ready to take matters into my own hands because I don’t think I can wait until we’re dry.
The fact another man has never made me come, but Colten has me so pent up I might not make it out of this bathroom without a spontaneous orgasm is definitely fucking with me.
I’m distracted when he carefully runs a towel over my body, wiping away every droplet of water, but he never lingers. Much to my dismay.
He can linger wherever the hell he wants if it means I’m going to get to come.
Once he’s certain I’m dry, he works a towel over himself with much less care than he showed me.
We step into the bedroom, and my eyes track over the space in search of Pancake, but when I don’t immediately find her, worry rushes through my chest.
Oh god, I’m going to be an overprotective cat mom, aren’t I?
Colten guides my body to look out the bedroom door to where she’s happily spread across the back of the couch.
“On the bed, Wildcat. I need to taste you.”
I bite down on my bottom lip. Part of me wants to beg him for his dick, but who am I to say no to a guy going down on me?
Once I reach the edge, I crawl up the middle of the mattress and position myself with my head on the pillows. If Colten’s going to feast, I’m going to have a front-row seat.
His eyes are dark with lust as he watches me, tension radiating off him in waves.
“You don’t know how many times I imagined you naked on my bed, Lexi,” he rumbles, taking measured steps toward me.
“Tell me,” I whisper.
He chuckles as his knees press into the mattress, and he lowers himself until he’s on his stomach with his mouth mere inches from my aching heat.
Just his breath against me has me squirming beneath him.
“I’m not sure I should quantify it,” he admits. He drags his tongue through my folds, and blinding light flashes behind my eyes.
Oh god, I’m in so much trouble.
“Colten,” I whine.
“I know, Wildcat. I can see how needy your little pussy is.”
“I need you.”
“Not until I’ve got my fill of you.” He laps at my clit. “I need you to tell me what to do. Teach me how to pleasure you.”
“Just keep doing that,” I pant. I bury my hands in his hair and shift my hips, using his tongue to draw me closer to the edge of oblivion I’ve been dancing on since the shower. I’m so close it’s almost painful, but he was right about one thing yesterday: I do love me some delayed gratification.
The fact I’ve been waiting for this moment with him for over a decade should probably be enough to satisfy that urge, but it’s not.
Shameless moans tumble from my lips, my body moving of its own accord as I chase my pleasure.
It’s never been like this before.
Where my past experiences have felt awkward and clumsy, every moment with Colten has been like my body just knows what to do, and my mind is along for the ride.
“Fuck,” I cry out.
Colten keeps the perfect amount of pressure against my clit. Despite asking me to show him what I need, he seems to already know with little guidance.
I’m seconds away from release, my orgasm so close I can almost taste it when suddenly he’s gone.
Colten doesn’t hesitate. He pushes my thighs up until they hit my chest, and he positions himself between them, guiding the head of his cock through my wetness.
“I don’t have any condoms,” he admits, which means when he told me he’s never had a woman here, it was probably the truth.
“I have an IUD, and I’m clean,” I whisper. “I haven’t been with anyone since college.”
He nods, notching himself at my entrance. “I’ve never been with anyone,” he admits. “You’ve always been the only woman my cock has had any interest in.”
My breath catches in my chest.
Did Colten just admit he’s saved himself for me all these years?
“Oh my god, we have to stop. We have to make this special for you!” Guilt and a hint of panic wind through me, my eyes darting around the room as if I’ll find a way to make that happen right this second.
“Lexi,” Colten murmurs, his palm enveloping my cheek and forcing my eyes to meet his. “The fact it’s with you is what makes it special.”
Tears gather at the corners of my eyes as unfamiliar emotions slam into me.
When he said it’s always been me, he meant it.
His lips brush over mine as he presses forward slightly, but it’s enough to steal my breath. The stretch is the perfect mix of pleasure and pain, and I can’t help but clench around him, earning me a rough groan.
“You keep that up, and I’m really going to embarrass myself.”
“Please, Colten,” I plead. “I need you.”
“You have me, Wildcat. I’m all yours. Always.”
A single tear rolls down my cheek as the gravity of the moment overwhelms me. He pushes deeper until he’s fully seated inside me.
I had no idea sex could be like this. So all-consuming. So perfect. So right.
“Your pussy was made for me, Lexi. You stretch around me so perfectly.”
“I need you to move,” I sob. “Please move.”
“I’ve got you, Lex.”
He retreats before pressing forward again, setting a slow, intimate pace that pushes me higher with every thrust. “I’m desperate to fuck you, Wildcat. But I need to make love to you this one time.”
Tears roll down my cheeks, and I don’t bother trying to stop them, not when I feel like I’m exactly where I belong for the first time in my life.
I feed my hands through Colten’s hair and pull his face down until our lips meet in a slow kiss that pushes me further toward the pleasure flickering in my lower belly.
My core throbs with the need for release, but I don’t think I could come even if I wanted to.
No, my body is waiting for his, waiting for us to reach our release together.
It’s Colten who breaks our kiss, dropping his forehead to mine. His breathing is labored, and the way he swells inside me is all the confirmation I need that he’s close.
“You gonna come with me, Lexi?”
“Come for me,” I breathe.
His thrusts remain perfectly measured despite how violently his body trembles as blinding pleasure shoots through me, sending me spiraling into an orgasm so strong it takes my breath away.
My own cries seem far away as wave after wave of pleasure beats down on me, and the intensity makes breathing harder than it’s ever been before.
It’s not until he’s milked every last drop of my release from me that he finally stops moving, allowing his weight to settle over me and bringing me back to earth.
Colten trails gentle kisses down my throat as I wrap my arms around him, holding him against me like he might slip away if I let go.
But as if he can feel the doubt that’s creeping into the back of my mind, he presses his lips to my ear and says, “You’re mine now, Wildcat. Now that I’ve been inside you, I’m not capable of ever letting you go.”