“You know, you’re kinda amazing.”
“And you’re kinda sexy as hell. Watching you dominate that back there … fuck, babe. I was struggling to control myself. I could have fucked you right then and there. Fuck them all, they could have watched.”
“Really?” I say, my tone dropping as my eyelids grow far too heavy for their own good. My hand falls to Colton’s thigh at my side. “Just how bad did you want it?”
His hand at my stomach slides down and I suck in a breath filled with anticipation. His fingers flirt with the waistband of my sweatpants until they’re slipping down beneath my panties, so strong, large, and calloused.
“Let me show you.”
I bite down on my lip and sink further into him, feeling his growing hardness pressing against my back. “Did Spencer leave?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Your mom? Sisters?”
“Gone.”
“What about my mom and Harrison?”
“I gave them the afternoon off. We’re alone.”
My breath comes in short, needy pants. Holy shit, I need him so bad.
His long, thick fingers find my center and as they brush over my clit, I feel every single one of my troubles fading away. “We’re really alone?”
“Uh-huh. I could fuck you right here by the pool and no one would ever know. Hell, I’ll take that sweet pussy in the pool if that’s what you want.”
Shivers sweep over my skin at his soft tone in my ear. “Right here? Out in the open?”
Two thick fingers push up into me and I let out a low moan, hearing his soft breathy chuckle against my shoulder, getting off to the sound of my pleasure. “Mmhmm. I’ll fuck you on every surface of this house if you want me too.”
“This house is pretty fucking big,” I remind him, grinding down against his hand. “That could take days.”
“I’m down if you are.”
“I’m down for everything you’ve got.”
His fingers slam deeper within me just as his thumb presses down over my clit. I groan as my head falls back against his shoulder. Colton’s free hand comes around my body, slipping up under my tank and grabbing hold of my tit, squeezing it tight and giving me exactly what I need.
He tortures me with his touch—rough, ruthless, and relentless and it’s all I need to forget about the horrors of this morning.
I focus solely on him, on his touch, the feel of his hands so hypnotic on my body. He claims me. There’s no other way to describe it. The way he takes me and makes it so that no one else exists is intoxicating. Colton Carrington is all I will ever need.
Colton’s lips drop to my neck as he continues working my body, but it’s not nearly enough. I need more, so much more. I need to feel his skin upon mine. I need his taste in my mouth, and I need his hard cock plunging deep inside me.
I peel my tank over my head and as I do, Colton moves out from behind me. I watch him eagerly as he drops down into the pool between my legs, putting him at just the right height. He grabs hold of my sweatpants and tears them down my legs, discarding them in the pool and letting them sink to the bottom.
I bite down on my lip as I watch him. His eyes heat with need and as he looks up and meets my gaze, everything inside of me clenches.
He licks his lips and I just about die.
The anticipation builds within me. I need him more than I need my next breath.
Colton takes my knees and slowly peels them apart. “Open up, Jade. Show me that pretty pussy.”
Holy fuck. I’m definitely going to hell.
I keep my eyes on him, watching as I slowly open my legs wide, showing him exactly what he wants. His eyes flare with desire. He’s like a kid in a candy store, too excited to wait.
He takes my legs and yanks me right to the edge before moving in closer and hooking both of my legs over his shoulders. “That’s right, baby. Come to Daddy.”
Damn. I never thought I’d get into the whole daddy thing but fuck me, I like it. In fact, I fucking love it. I need to hear it again and again.
I’m panting before he’s even touched me, but he doesn’t make me wait long before his lips are closing down over me with his tongue roaming freely over my clit. Up and down and around and around. It's like a torturous game.
His hair tickles my inner thighs and I tighten my fingers into it, feeling as though I can somehow control his wild pleasure, but there’s just no way. No one controls Colton Carrington, not even me.
I groan loud, needing so much more and he doesn’t hesitate slipping those two thick fingers back inside me, plunging deep and exploring every little bit of my pussy. His tongue presses down harder against my clit and I scream out, no longer capable of holding it in.