Page 26 of Saddled in Secrets (Cloverleaf Meadows #2)

Colton follows me down, hovering over me to crash our lips together. I gasp into his mouth. His tongue lashes out to stroke mine, setting the pace and feeding the flames of my arousal. The kiss is hungry, filling me with an urgency to get him naked.

My fingers yank at his shirt and several snapsopen from the force.

Anotherpull undoes the rest. I part the material to reach the cotton layer underneath.

While my lips feast on his, my hands blindly wander to reveal his abs.

Colton swallows my sigh when I finally touch his bare skin and begin exploring.

Toned muscles stacked on relentless determination greet me.

This man is built to protect. That cranks my hunger to a new level and I need more.

My nails skip along his sides, dancing over the grooves of his ribcage.

But then he jerks away from me like I stabbed him. “Fuck.”

I startle at his harsh outburst until understanding cracks through the lust clouding my mind. A bratty grin taunts his scowl. “Are you ticklish, Stalker?”

A visible blush tints his cheeks.

“Stop it.” I fling an arm over my eyes. “You’re bashful and ticklish and I’m doomed.”

“Wasn’t either of those until you made me weak.” His grumbly tone only adds to the undeniable appeal. There’s no refusing him at this point, which has me uncovering my makeshift mask.

I lift a palm to cradle his stubbled jaw. “You’re such a good boy.”

His eyes burn. “Am not.”

A burst of heat blasts through me, thrumming my clit. “Show me how bad you are.”

With renewed purpose, Colton shrugs off his Western shirt before yanking the white tee over his head.

I don’t see where the clothes land. My concentration is consumed with sculpted abs and dark ink.

This is the first time I’m seeing him shirtless.

Had I gotten this view sooner, I might’ve folded faster than the laundry pile on the dresser.

Saliva pools in my mouth as I picture running my tongue along every chiseled inch.

Colton’s dark chuckle curls my toes, calling me out for staring.

Before I can contemplate a retort, he swoops down and latches onto my nipple.

The pressure arches my spine and feeds him more of me.

His palm cups my other boob, the hardened point pinched between his fingers.

My pussy clamps on empty space in a silent demand to be filled.

I spear my fingers into his short hair and tug lightly. It doesn’t help anchor me.

There’s a demand brewing inside, desperate to escape. A mewl dribbles from my parted lips as if that will push him faster. Colton relents, but only to switch sides. The hand not fondling my breast trails down my stomach and slips between my legs.

His hum of approval vibrates through my chest. “Soaked for me.”

He slides a finger inside me and pumps slowly. The tempo is a tease more than anything.

I’m practically vibrating with need. My hips rock to match the maddening rhythm.

“My greedy girl.” He smirks around my nipple. “Want more?”

I’m nodding against the pillow, ready to use my grip on his hair as leverage.

On the next stroke, he adds a second digit and it’s a snug fit.

My muscles spasm at the invasion, regardless of the arousal easing his entry.

A slow exhale relaxes me while he pushes deeper.

I know his hands are at least double the size of mine, but I’m not a freaking virgin.

Yet a twinge zaps me as I stretch to accommodate him.

That slight sting only heightens the pleasure and a moan spills from me.

“Too tight,” he grunts. “Gonna need to make room before you can take my cock.”

My head thrashes. “It’s fine. Don’t make me wait.”

Colton grinds his dick into me as a reminder of how big he is. “Nah, baby girl. We’ll work up to it.”

And then he’s lowering himself onto the floor, draping my spread thighs over his shoulders. The position aligns his face with my pussy. I widen my eyes on the ceiling and fight the urge to squirm. It’s impossible to stay silent.

“Umm…”

“Problem?” His hot exhale blazes across my slick flesh.

“Nobody has ever… uh, gone down there. On me, or whatever,” I mumble as fire stings my cheeks. Overconfidence might be my cloak of armor, but this is uncharted territory.

“And nobody else ever will. You’re.” He licks the full length of my center. “All.” His tongue swirls around my clit before he sucks it between his lips. “Mine.” Those two talented fingers sink inside me again.

I’m already mindless against the foreign stimulation. It’s a sensual onslaught. The toys I’ve used didn’t prepare me for this. Not even close.

“Holy shit,” I breathe.

Colton groans against my sex like a man feasting on his favorite meal. A glance at him confirms it. His features are slack as he gorges himself on me. My face heats again. He looks to be thoroughly enjoying himself, and he’s very good at it.

My eyes roll back when he does something with his tongue and teeth.

Static crackles in my veins while I buck into his mouth.

It feels so freaking amazing. I had no idea what I’ve been missing.

The few guys I’ve been with didn’t even offer to go down on me.

This man can’t seem to get enough, proving he far exceeds the norm. And damn, I’m here for it.

A strangled noise escapes me as Colton increases the tempo.

My clit throbs while my inner muscles clamp onto his thrusting digits.

The pressure begins to pulse faster, pushing me to the peak.

Tingles immediately follow. He must be able to tell, curling his fingers at a very specific angle to hit a spot I’ve never reached.

“Oh, oh!” I slap the sheets, gripping fistfuls in a white-knuckle grip. “Yes, there. I’m gonna—”

His lips latch onto my clit just right to shove me over the edge.

The force of the orgasm shocks me. I’m suspended in a bubble of pleasure where nothing else exists except the warmth flooding me.

My muscles quake as I ride his face, feeding him every drop.

I’m dizzy and overwhelmed and never felt better.

Colton slows his motions while I float back to reality. He reads my body like he wrote the how-to guidebook. A languid comfort clutches me in a tight embrace. I sigh and surrender to him completely. At least for now. What he just did deserves compliance and a standing ovation.

“That was incredible,” I murmur. My vision is hazy as I peek down at him.

He lifts the fingers that are wet from me to his mouth. A guttural sound expands his chest while he sucks them clean. “You taste like heaven.”

I smile into the afterglow. “And what does heaven taste like?”

“Every wish coming true.” The relief in his voice melts me.

And cue the flutters. I just climaxed like crazy, but this man isn’t done worshipping me.

He’s determined to touch my soul and brand me as his.

It’s only then I realize Colton hasn’t moved.

My elbow wobbles as I prop myself upright to see him more clearly.

He’s staring at my vagina with shameless admiration.

“Do you like doing that?”

His eyes burn into mine. “Only to you.”

I shiver at the underlying claim in his tone. “It felt really good.”

“Glad I can please you.” His nose drifts along my mound, inhaling me along the way. Satisfaction rumbles from him. “Been waitin’ a long damn time, Princess.”

My hips flex when his fingers spread my pussy lips wide open. “Wh-what are you doing?”

“Just getting started.”

And then his mouth returns to my sex. I’m much more sensitive now, quickly rekindling the flames. It’s too much. When I try to pull away, he bands an arm around my waist.

“I can’t—” But the fierce pride in his gaze silences my protest.

It doesn’t take longer than three seconds for him to be proven right.

Arousal crashes over me like a torrential wave meant to pull me under.

I gasp when the pressure returns stronger than before.

That encourages Colton to spear me with his tongue before sizzling a path back to my clit.

Those two fingers aren’t done with me either. The digits push inside and then—

“Fu-uuuuuck,” I cry out.

He hooks them harder into the secret place that has me seeing stars.

Friction builds as he rubs me there at a frantic pace.

Meanwhile, his tongue swipes at my clit relentlessly.

Trembles start to rack my limbs, but soon I’m twitching everywhere.

My entire body is a bundle of hypersensitive nerves ready to explode.

As I’m cresting the peak, Colton flattens a palm on my lower belly.

He pushes down slightly and I go very still.

An odd sensation pools underneath his hand.

It’s like an inflated balloon is in there and I need to get the air out.

But if I do, I’m going to pee. My muscles seize. No, that can’t be right.

I clench against the instinct to release the strain, not entirely comfortable with the prospective results. Colton doubles his efforts. The assault on my clit and that inner trigger force me to accept his agenda. Whatever is happening is beyond my control.

He’s demanding me to submit. My pussy is desperate to obey. With a thick exhale, I let go of the resistance.

The climax bursts from me in a gush. It’s too wet, but I’m unable to grasp that concept.

Pleasure rips me into shreds until I’m shaking uncontrollably.

My dignity isn’t a match for his dedication to split me apart.

It’s messy and shocking, but blows my orgasmic expectations into nonexistent pieces. There’s no comparison.

This intoxicating high is alluring and I allow oblivion to carry me away. I’m lost for who knows how long. Time doesn’t belong in this space. Only pure, nonjudgmental bliss is invited. But eventually, a dampness under my ass drags me to the surface.

“How do you feel?” Colton’s voice is distant and gentle.

“Hmmm.” I wiggle to test my recovery.

That’s when I recall the fabric beneath me is moist. Awareness slowly seeps in and I fling upright. The sheet is soaked.

He notices the ick cringing my features. “What’s wrong?”

“Umm, there’s a freaking puddle on the bed.”

That smug gleam reignites in his eyes. “You’re welcome.”

“That”—I stab a finger at the evidence—“isn’t supposed to happen while you’re down there.”

He scoffs. “It was very much on purpose. You squirted, baby girl.”

“That’s not all cum.”

“It most certainly is.”

“There’s so much of it.” A mixture of awe and horror tinge my voice.

“You were pent-up, but that won’t be a problem ever again. I have an insatiable appetite and plan to eat you for every meal.”

My thighs clench at his generous offer, but I’m still not over the amount of fluid I released. “How…?”

“That’s for me to know. You just get to lie back and let it happen.”

“It was pretty incredible,” I admit wistfully.

“Want another?” He appears committed to getting me off until I’m senseless.

Which isn’t happening unless he’s losing it alongside me. “I’m ready for the sex.”

Colton stands, but makes no move to strip off his jeans. “I want our date first.”