Page 54 of Save Me

He hissed. “Babe, if you touch me there, I can’t guarantee I’ll be good.”

“I don’t want you to be good,” I said and swallowed nervously. “I—I want you.”

He lifted his head from my neck and stared down at me, eyes searching mine. “Are you sure?”

“Yes,” I said with confidence and pointed to my nightstand. “I have condoms in there.”

He looked surprised.

My cheeks became hot. “I’ve been ready to take this step with you for a while.” I might have been a virgin, but I knew the risks with sex and I wanted to be safe. Making an appointment to get on birth control was on my list of things to do today.

Colt reached into my nightstand and grabbed a condom. He tossed it on the bed next to us and sat back on his haunches. He flicked his fingers toward him. “Come here.” I sat up and he grabbed the bottom of my shirt. “Arms up,” he ordered and I did as told. He carefully lifted my shirt up and over my head. He tossed it aside as his gaze dropped to my breasts and an intense desire filled his eyes.

Feeling shy, I had the urge to cover up, but I resisted. With a pounding heart, I let him look.

He hooked his fingers into the bands of my sleep shorts and underwear. “Lift your hips, babe.”

I arched back on my hands and lifted my hips for him to remove the last of my clothes. Just like he’d done with my shirt, he tossed my shorts and underwear. His eyes bounced all over me, as if he didn’t know where he wanted to look more. The wait to see what he would do next was a delicious torture.

He scooted back a bit and pushed my legs open slowly. When he dipped between them, my heart tried to leap out of my chest. He kissed me a few inches up from where I really, really wanted him to kiss me. He moved a tiny bit lower, then a little bit lower again, drawing out my torture. When his warm mouth covered my clit, I fell back against the pillows, sighing. I felt his mouth form a smile before his tongue lapped over me, making my toes curl.

He chuckled. “Do you like that?”

“Yes.”

“How about this?” he asked as he sucked me into his mouth.

My thighs squeezed around him as I groaned. There weren’t any more questions after that. His tongue circled and flicked over me to the point of madness. I had my fingers fisted in his hair, holding him to me. When he eased two fingers into my soaking core, I was on the brink of coming.

“Colt,” I moaned, needing him to get me there, and he didn’t disappoint. He curled his fingers inside me as he pumped them in and out and didn’t let up on my clit. I couldn’t focus on any one thing he was doing, only how it all made me feel. The orgasm hit me and my back arched as I cried out.

Colt wiped his mouth on my inner thigh and sat up. Staring down at me, he smirked. “You okay?”

Panting, I nodded. My poor heart, which was already racing, sped into overdrive as he scooped up the condom. He pushed down his shorts and boxers and his thick shaft sprang free and stood at attention. Then he tore the foil wrapper open and rolled the condom on.

His eyes met mine as he crawled on top of me. “Are you ready?”

I nodded.

He reached between us and aligned himself with my entrance. I inhaled sharply as he pushed inside me. There was a tightness and stretching that was uncomfortable. That was expected and I knew it would pass. Once he was all the way in, I exhaled.

He kissed me. “Are you alright?”

I kissed him back. “Yes.”

He withdrew a little and pushed back in, doing light and shallow thrusts that allowed me to relax around him and begin to enjoy what was happening. He must have felt the change, because he withdrew further and drove back into me quicker.

I smiled.

“Why are you smiling?” he asked.

“Now I see what all the fuss is about,” I said, gripping his shoulders.

He smirked down at me. “We’re just getting started.”

He moved into me faster, coaxing from me moans and pleas for more and more.

“I think you mean harder, babe.”