I’d never been this naked in front of a man before, and my skin prickled with hot goose bumps.
Colt was still sitting on the couch, and he pulled my hips toward him, his tongue sliding down over my belly button, continuing lower and lower until he reached the top of my panties. He tugged them down the tiniest bit so that just the very top of my mound was exposed to him.
“I wanted to fuck you the first second I saw you,” he said, reaching up and unhooking my bra. My breasts spilled from the lacey cups and he pulled me down onto the couch, sucking my nipples into his mouth, mauling me with his hands. He ripped his shirt off and pulled me to him, my nipples brushing against the taut, tan skin of his pecs as he kissed me, the two of us groaning into each other’s mouths. My body was on fire, his mouth and hands stoking the flames hotter and hotter, making me feel as if I was going to explode. His big hands slid down and cupped my ass, drawing me to him before flipping me over in one fluid motion and laying his body on top of mine.
He placed his palm flat on my stomach, then slid it down my body and over the front of my panties.
“You wet for me, baby?” he asked, his dark eyes locked on mine.
I nodded, my breath coming in short gasps.
“Tell me.”
“I’m wet.”
“Look how wet you are.”
I looked down at myself, naked except for my panties. I could see the dampness on the sheer fabric, so sticky and wet that they clung to my skin, clearly outlining the lips of my pussy.
I felt his finger slip inside of me, and I closed my eyes and moaned with pleasure.
“Look at me, baby,” he said. “I want to see your pretty face while I finger you.”
I opened my eyes and fell into his.
He was so beautiful he took my breath away.
Our gazes locked as he pushed another finger inside of me, and I gasped as I felt myself stretch out around him.
“You’re so tight, Princess,” he groaned.
I took in a shuddering breath as he began moving his fingers in and out of me slowly.
He lowered his mouth to my neck, kissing across my collarbone, before taking my tit back into his mouth and sucking on it hungrily, his tongue swirling around the tip of my nipple.
“I bet your pussy tastes so good,” he breathed in my ear, that familiar cocky tone back in his voice.
He pulled his fingers out from between my legs and brought them to his mouth, sucking on them hungrily. “You taste like honey, Princess,” he said. “I’m gonna need another taste.”
My legs immediately pushed together as he moved down my body. He kneeled in front of me on the couch and pushed my legs straight up into the air, then brought his hand down and smacked it against my ass.
I moaned as he grabbed my panties and slid them over my hips, down my thighs, over my knees and off my ankles.
He put his hands on my knees and began to spread my legs apart, but I felt a blush starting in my face and moving down my body, leaving me hot and self-conscious.
“Wait,” I said. “I’m not… No one’s ever…”
Colt grinned wickedly, and then pushed my legs apart slowly. “Don’t worry,” he said. “I’ll be gentle. Just relax, baby.”
And then he was down there, his fingers spreading my pussy open as he licked me, down there, on my slit, his tongue sliding up and down in one smooth, controlled motion. I gasped in ecstasy. I had never felt such pleasure before, had never known something could feel so good.
He sucked my clit into his mouth, then gazed up at me. “You taste sweet, baby,” he said, his thumb flicking against my clit. “So fucking sweet.”
And then he was back down there, eating me out, kissing me open mouthed on my bare pussy. I felt my toes curl and I gripped the couch cushion underneath me, twisting the fabric in my hands.
He sucked my clit and licked my pussy, sliding his tongue inside of me, flicking it against me like a hot switch.
Then he started using his fingers again, this time sliding two inside of me without any problem.
“Look at me,” he demanded.
I looked down at him, watched his fingers disappearing inside of me, and the sensation of him finger fucking me coupled with watching him do it was almost unbearably intense.
“Colt,” I said, grabbing his hand.
“Yes?” he asked in that teasing little voice of his.
“I think I’m going to…”
“You think you’re going to what, baby?”
“If you keep doing that I think I’m going to come.” The words were foreign on my tongue. I’d never had an orgasm before, but I could feel my body building toward something, the pleasure rocking me to my core.