Chapter 12 #3
She cried out when her feet unexpectedly left the floor.
“Colt!” She wrapped her arms around his neck as he scooped her into his arms. “What are you—”
“If you have to ask, I’m definitely doing it wrong.”
Her laughter echoed as he carried her away from the door.
“Bedroom?” Colt growled.
She loved how his voice got all grumbly and rough when he was turned on. Alex pointed toward the narrow hallway a few feet away.
Within minutes, their clothes were off, and he was lowering her onto the bed. Colt’s lips found hers as his hands began to wander.
His touch was magical and safe. When she was with him like this, Alex felt more at peace than ever before.
He used his hands to create the kind of erotic bliss she’d only dreamed of. An aching desire and a savage hunger for more.
Alex brought her hand to his steely cock, fisting her fingers around the long, thick shaft. Together they worked each other into a heightened frenzy until she feared she’d die from the pleasure alone.
Colt rolled them over, not stopping until his body was on top of hers. She let her legs fall open. He settled himself between her thighs.
Reaching down, he aligned his blunt tip to her slick entrance. Alex’s breath hitched from the contact, her swollen flesh sensitive to even the slightest touch.
“Look at me, Alexandria.”
She lifted her gaze to his. He pushed his hips forward. He didn’t stop until he was fully seated inside. And it was in that moment when she realized Colt wasn’t just some guy she wanted to date.
He’s the man I love.
The realization was terrifying, especially given the multitude of unknowns. But he was right. Falling down the rabbit hole of what-ifs was the fastest route to self-sabotage.
Alex didn’t know what the future held or how they would navigate this new path they were taking. She only knew she’d never forgive herself if they didn’t at least try.
Alex arched her back, her hips meeting Colt’s in perfect rhythm. Her tight nipples brushed against his sculpted chest, the slight friction adding to the tantalizing sensation of his body moving together with hers.
He felt hot to the touch. His muscles were hard and chiseled, but his lips were soft as they feasted on hers. She swallowed his groan as her legs wrapped tightly around his gyrating hips.
Her heels dug into his glutes as Colt pushed himself in and out of her slick heat. His mouth moved lower, along the line of her jaw and down the side of her neck. She gasped at the playful bite at her pulse point. In response, her nails may have left a mark or two on his back.
Lost in a haze of euphoria and pleasure, Alex felt the exquisite intensity grow. He moved faster. His thrusts became more forceful. She cried out as a deep groan escaped from his throat.
“You feel . . . so . . . good,” Colt rumbled low between a set of harsh, heavy pants.
“So do you,” Alex whispered back, needing him to know she was in the same place.
She brought her knees up higher, and he adjusted his hips. The change in position nearly put them both over the edge.
“I’m close,” she announced softly.
So, so close.
He picked up the pace, his erection filling and stretching her body with utter perfection. They fit together like two pieces of a beautiful puzzle. As if they’d been made solely for each other.
“Colt,” Alex pleaded.
The sound of skin slapping skin mixed with the erotic cadence of their harsh breaths and sultry moans. When he reached a hand between them and began rubbing her swollen clit, Alex lost all semblance of control.
“Coulter!” She screamed his full name as she came.
Her body tensed, her back arched high as a million tiny jolts of electricity carried the orgasm throughout her system. Colt pushed himself deep inside, surrounded by her core’s contracting walls.
“Oh, yeah,” he breathed. “Ah, God, I’m gonna—”
Every muscle in his impressive form grew stiff. Alex held on tight as he rode the waves of his release over and over again.
When he was fully spent, they lay together in the sated aftermath of their lovemaking. It was only when Colt carefully slid his body free from hers that they realized they hadn’t used protection.
“Shit.” His wide, blue eyes found their way to her through the shadows.
“What’s wrong?”
“Condom.” Colt swallowed. “I’m sorry. When I came here, I wasn’t expecting us to . . . and the next thing I knew, we were already—”
“It’s okay.” Alex lifted a lazy hand to his worried mouth. “I’m on the pill.”
“Still, I should have protected you better.”
“Next time, then.”
His smile formed beneath her fingertips. “So there’s gonna be a next time?”
“There’d better be.” Alex rolled to her side to face him. “Especially after that grand speech you gave when you first got here about not having any regrets.”
Colt’s heavy-lidded gaze softened as he reached up and brushed some hair from her eyes. “Do you? Have any regrets about us, I mean.”
A soft swooshing sound filled the air when she shook her head against the bedding below them. “No regrets.”
“Good.” He leaned forward, pressing his lips gently to hers. “Because it’s only going to get better from here.”