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“Colton!” Her body splintered in his arms.

He was there to pick up the pieces.

Holding her close, he absorbed the pulsations of her pussy as his own orgasm hit.

Fucking hell. Who was going to pick up the pieces of him after this was all over?

Chapter Twelve

Colton lifted Meadow off his cock with so much tenderness on his face that her heart couldn’t help giving a hard throb. When he arranged her on the dry side of his coat and covered her with his body, she let out another soft cry, wrapping her arms and legs around her lover—yes, he was her lover. At long last, she had a lover.

And he was the right one.

Alternately, he nuzzled her lips and tugged the bottom one with his teeth.

Gliding her hands over his muscular shoulders and down the chiseled planes of his spine, she latched on to his carved ass. She tugged him closer so the tip of his cock penetrated her pussy again.

He fixed his stare on hers and in one hard thrust, filled her again.

This time she didn’t feel that pinch of pain. He just fit perfectly inside her. As if he belonged there the entire time.

“I’m going to hell,” he roughed out.

“Then I’m going with you.” She leaned up to bite into his bottom lip and tugged it the way he had hers.

He issued a primal noise and sank into her with a slowness that stole her breath.

“Look at me, Meadow. Don’t look away.”

Heart hammering, she met his stare and did his bidding. The order burrowed deep in her psyche, and she knew she’d never again have sex with him—or any man—without hearing his voice at that very moment, demanding that she look at him.

In a slow glide, he withdrew from her body, inch by inch, teasing her to a new level of ecstasy. She rolled her body to meet his thrusts. His body flexed and bowed over her, curled around her almost protectively even as he rocked her world.

“Kiss me!” she rasped.

He did, his mouth capturing her cries and feeding her roughened moans of his own as he took them to another pinnacle.

She hung in the throes between bliss and reality. The pleasure beating down on her seemed too big, too much to bear.

But then she looked into Colton’s eyes and knew he’d guide her to safety.

“I’m close.” His jaw flexed, the tendons seeming about to snap with the effort to hold back.

His cock slid over the perfect spot, the one he’d primed over and over again, until she felt the telltale quiver.

“Fuck yeah, baby. Come for me. Come on my cock!” He released a roar as he pounded into her.

Her body squeezed him tight and let go. The world tumbled for several minutes, until she realized that she had landed, safe and secure, in Colton’s arms.

They lay on their sides. His arms shrouded her, and his chest cloaked her spine, keeping her warm.

The mouth of the cave was a dark hole of blackness, but once in a while lightning would flash and she could see the rain falling in silvery streaks beyond the tarp where the animals sheltered.

Tenderness washed over her. Never in her life had she felt a connection to any person like she did to him.

“Think it’s ever going to let up?” His soft tone ghosted over her ear.

“I hope not.”