Almost Broken Up (Almost Bad Boys)

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by Peart, A. O.


  I groan, remembering how good he made me feel just before he left for Atlanta. His fingers dip into my cleft, and I cry out, “God, Colin!”

  “Shh, I’ve got you.” He keeps tormenting me, and it takes all my willpower to hold off the orgasm.

  Next, the tip of his rigid cock teases my clit, and I push toward him, trying to get him slide in. He’s such a tease. Finally, after a few tries, he lets me take him, and then slams into me in four powerful blows. I cry out again and again. He stops, quickly withdraws, and I feel the slick hardness of the vibrator pressing against my opening. I’m completely wet and ready.

  “When I get this inside you, I want you to keep still.” Colin moves the vibrator over my clit.

  It’s not on, but it already feels good. Then he slowly and carefully slips it inside me and turns it on. I writhe and moan in pleasure.

  “Keep still.” His voice is stern.

  “I can’t,” I complain, but I stop moving. I’m not sure how long I’ll be able to stand this sweet torture.

  Colin glides the vibrator in and out of me, slowly circling it and pressing it against my clit. I clench my teeth and groan. I feel his cock push on my anus. Gradually, he enters me, and the feeling is superb. I scream incoherently when he starts very carefully throbbing inside me. He guides my legs lower, and soon my feet are pressing onto the mattress, knees bent to the sides.

  “That’s it, baby,” he murmurs. “You look gorgeous. I could look at you like this forever.” He slowly exhales and takes a hissing breath. “It’s all for you. But for me too.” His cock starts moving deeper and faster, alternating with the sliding of the vibrator—in and out, in a perfect coordinated rhythm.

  “Is there anything you can’t do?” I gasp for air, insanely stimulated and balancing on a brink of the most delicious, explosive climax. “You can dance, cook, sing, play musical instruments, and you’re incredibly skilled in bed.”

  He shrugs, his eyes fixed on my face. “There are things that I haven’t mastered. Yet.”

  I manage a short laugh. “Such as?”

  “You want a list?”

  “There can’t be more than a couple things on that list.” I bite my lip and whimper, my hands fisting the sheets. “Baby, I can’t hold it any longer.”

  “Then don’t,” Colin whispers. “Come now. Scream for me.”

  That pushes me over the edge. I’m crying out his name and thrash under his dominance, reveling in the masculine penetration and unyielding power he has over me.

  “Oh, this feels like heaven,” Colin growls. “That’s it, baby. Squeeze me hard, like this. Yes. Keep squeezing.”

  He tells me he’s getting close, and how much he loves the feel of the vibrator inside me—the thin tissue channels the sensation straight into his sensitive cock, making it difficult for him to keep control. Colin is always in control, always has an upper hand, and so I can only imagine how good this kind of sex must feel to him.

  With a snarl, he pulls out and spurts the hot semen onto my stomach, his fist closed around his length, pumping in a frantic release. He squeezes his eyes shot, his mouth open in the most erotic expression. My Colin, my freakin’ god of lust. I can’t get enough of him.

  Breathing heavily, he opens his eyes and looks at me. “You look scrumptious, Ms. Davenport. And I don’t think I’m done with you.”

  “What?” I laugh. “You’re some kind of a sex machine tonight.”

  “That’s what two days away from you does to me. Don’t move. I’ll get a towel.” He walks to my bathroom, his impressive, still-hard cock bobbing against his flat stomach.

  A moment later he’s wiping me clean and lays down to me, folding me in his embrace. I throw my leg over his and wrap my arms around him.

  “Are you hungry?” I ask.

  “Fuck, yeah.” He laughs and kisses my temple. “I’m famished. Let’s eat.”

  “First, the shower,” I say.

  “Okay, boss.”

  After the shower we sit on the floor with the pizza box between us. Good thing I ordered extra-large, because we polish that pizza in a matter of minutes. I bring two glasses of iced water from the kitchen. Colin moves the empty pizza box to the side and pulls me to him. I sit, leaning with my back onto his chest and stomach, his legs wrapped around my hips.

  Colin rolls and plumps my breasts in his hands, but not in the way he normally does to arouse me. This is more of a gentle caress, and I welcome the familiar touch of his lean, long-fingered hands.

  I tilt my head back and rest it on his shoulder. I feel completely comfortable with him, and I know he feels the same about me. We came a long way, from hiding the terrors and disappointments of our pasts to this—the entire trust and honesty.

  He presses his cheek to mine and sighs.

  “You okay?” I ask in a lazy, relaxed tone.

  “Couldn’t be better.” He sounds sleepy.

  “Let’s go to bed. We can sleep in tomorrow,” I suggest and start getting up.

  “Gotta love Saturdays,” Colin murmurs in my ear, and then spanks me hard.

  “Ouch, what was that for?” I object, moving away from him.

  “For all that shit you pulled off yesterday,” he says matter-of-factly. “Don’t even think I forgot.”

  “I wouldn’t dream of it.” I snort.

  He gently rubs the burning patch of flesh on my buttock. “Look at that—a nice, red handprint. I finally marked you, babe. Now you’re mine,” he says jokingly.

  I can’t stay mad at him, so I smile and kiss him. “I’ve been yours for a while now, you know.”

  Colin pulls me down on top of him, and I feel his cock stiffen and jolt under me.

  “You make me the happiest man alive,” he says in his low, raspy voice, his eyes going dark with desire.

  And now I know—I’m his. But he is mine too.

  END OF BOOK TWO

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