by Sam Crescent
He knelt down at her feet and stared up at her dark-skinned body. She was so fucking beautiful.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
He didn’t tell her, he showed her.
Lifting her leg up, he placed it over his shoulder. She gave a gasp as he swiped his tongue through her slit. She was so wet and he intended to have her dripping before he sank his dick inside her. What he didn’t know was if he wanted to let her come now or when he was balls deep inside her.
She’d be so tight wrapped around his dick. The temptation was there but as he plunged inside her, pulling his tongue back to flick against her clit, he knew he wasn’t going to be able to stop. He wanted to taste her cream. Feel her tight around him. Pulling his cock from his boxers, he ran his fingers up and down the length.
Sucking on her clit, he heard her moan and her pussy tightened on his fingers. One of his hands was wrapped around his dick and the other was inside her, thrusting in and out.
“Please, Colton.”
“I know, baby. I know. Give it to me. I know what you want.” He used his teeth to give her that bite of pain, only to soothe it out with the flat of his tongue. She screamed his name and as she came, he continued to lick her pussy and fuck her with his fingers. He didn’t get the chance to watch her but he knew she was a sight to behold. She gave him everything, not holding back.
Only when she started to come down did he pull back and stare at her. The tension in the air was there between them. Now he wanted her bouncing on his dick. He hoped he could keep up with his end of the deal.
He had this feeling he wasn’t going to be able to keep his hands off her.
13
“Sugar. God, baby I’m on fire for you.”
“Yes, Colton.” His name came out as a strangled groan from her. Her pussy was saturated, and all she wanted was to let him know that she was so ready, that she had never been readier for anything than she was right now.
He grabbed her waist, and before she knew what was happening he had her pressed to the kitchen island and spun around, her belly pressed flat to the counter now. The granite was cold but soon heated. Goosebumps popped out along her flesh. Her back was to his chest and she could feel the defined length of his stiff erection along the crease of her ass.
Licking her lips, she looked over her shoulder. She could see the raw desire on his face.
“I’ve never wanted anything more than I want this—you—Colton.” She licked her lips. She’d never been so bold in her emotions, in speaking what she wanted. But with Colton she felt like she could be any way she wanted around him. “I don’t even care if this is crossing lines. I don’t care if this is fraternization. I want you too badly.”
He groaned and closed his eyes, clearly grappling with his control.
“I want you. We can worry about everything after it is all said and done.” Sugar didn’t know what would happen between them after this, but she didn’t care. Colton didn’t want this as a one-time thing … and neither did she.
He ran his hands up, over the sides of her breasts, and across her abdomen. She was thick, with curves and an ass that went on for miles. She loved her body and it was evident Colton did too if the hard erection digging into her back was anything to go by.
“So fucking gorgeous,” he said gruffly. “God, I love that you’re so fucking curvy, love that you have lushness that makes you a woman.” He growled. “It gives me something to hold on to while I fuck you … claim you.”
She saw how his pupils were dilated, the blackness taking over the irises. He pressed his dick into her ass again and she felt how big he was, how long and thick. God, how would that feel inside of her?
He gripped her hips tightly and pulled her fully back against him. As if her ass against his shaft was too much for him, he turned again after only a second, and lifted her back on the counter. This was like one sexually charged rollercoaster ride.
Colton slammed his lips down on hers with all the built-up passion and desire they both had. Slowly, he ground his cock against her pussy, teasing her until the words for him to fuck her were right on the tip of her tongue. He was a skilled kisser as he moved his tongue along her lips. No doubt fucking him would be intense and powerful.
And then he broke the kiss, leaving her panting, needing him even more. Colton went for the button of his pants. The sound of his zipper sliding down sent shivers throughout her body. He took another step back, his gaze between her legs, his fingers on the edge of his pants. Lowering her gaze, she saw the trail of dark blond hair that disappeared beneath his underwear.
“Touch yourself for me. Show me where you want me.”
Feeling bold and doing what he said, she reached between her legs and slipped her hand between her thighs. He stared at her pussy, and she could see the way he breathed hard and fast. Sugar knew she was breaking his control.
Good. She wanted him as far gone as she was for him.
She wanted to tempt him, wanted to make him as hot as she was so that he really lost control. She touched her soaked cleft. Her clit throbbed when the air touched it. She was drenched, so wet she could feel her cream slide down her skin.
Sugar had never been so wanton. She ran the pad of one finger along the swollen rise of her labia, rubbing it slowly before pulling it back so he could see her inner lips.
Sugar could feel the tiny bud of her clit pulse and swell from her arousal. Just having her fingers so close to it was enough to have her on the verge of an orgasm.
Colton had his pants pushed down in the next second. She felt her eyes widen when she finally got a look at what had been hidden behind them. His cock was huge, thick and long, the head slightly thicker than the shaft. There was already pre-cum dotting the tip.
Sugar licked her lips and heard him groan. The sound had her lifting her gaze to his. He took a step toward her and dropped down on his knees, pushing her fingers aside so now he was the one touching her pussy.
“God, Sugar, baby. You’re so fucking hot. I’m going to devour you again. I can’t help it. I need to have your flavor down my throat. I need to memorize it.”
And then he was doing just that.
He placed his mouth on her pussy again and started licking and sucking at her.
God.
The force of his mouth, of his lips moving up and down her pussy had her leaning back and bracing her elbows once more on the counter, breathing out harshly. He had one hand on her belly, keeping her in place for his erotic torment.
He was fierce between her legs.
Colton licked and sucked, probed and teased her until she murmured his name over and over, begged him for more. He spread her pussy lips apart with his thumbs and sucked her clit in his mouth. Sugar ground herself on him, needing more friction.
She needed to get off. She needed to now.
And then it happened.
Her orgasm finally broke free, and this rough, harsh grunt that came from him had her climax rising. It was intense, and she grabbed his hair and tugged at the strands. Colton let go of her clit with a resounding pop and licked a path down her cleft to spear his tongue in her pussy hole.
In and out he probed her with the muscle, not going as deep as she would like, but far enough into her pussy that she clenched around him. He placed his finger on her clit and rubbed the small bud back and forth, prolonging her pleasure.
“Come again, baby, give me another one.”
Those words sent pleasure through her like a freight train. The intensity of what was happening had her whole body shaking. Sugar closed her eyes and let it wash through her.
He gave one last lingering kiss to her inner thigh, dragged a path all the way down her leg with his tongue, and then stood to face her again. She dropped her gaze to the monster standing stiff from the thatch of dark blond hair at his groin. He grabbed the root of his cock, stroked himself from tip to base, over and over again, and kept his focus on her solely.
This drop of pre-cum lined the tip of his dick.
She had no doubt about that.
14
Colton couldn’t remember a time his dick had been so hard or when he’d been so desperate from his need. Sugar was everything he wanted. Her slick pussy, gorgeous tits and the fact she knew how to let go … it just made him all the hungrier for her.
Sugar wrapped her fingers around his length. Her thumb teased over the tip, rubbing more of his pre-cum into the mushroomed head.
He watched as she licked her lips and then she sank down to her knees before him.
“Baby, you don’t have to do this.” He knew not all women liked to suck cock and with Sugar, he wanted her to want this. He wanted her to be just as frantic in her need as he was with his.
“I want to.” She licked the tip of his cock with her tongue.
For a split second he had to close his eyes, the pleasure was just so great. She licked down the length of his dick then back up to suck him inside. Once again, the pleasure was more than he could stand. Tangling his fist in her hair, he began to pump inside her mouth, holding her head as he took control, sinking back and forth, in and out between her sweet lips.
She sucked hard on his length and he watched her, unable to look away.
He felt so close to the edge but he managed to control himself, just barely though.
Pulling out of her mouth, he lifted her up in his arms. She wrapped her legs around him.
“Where’s your bedroom?” There’s no way he was going to do this on the kitchen counter or on the floor. He wanted her in a bed.
“Down the hallway, first door on the left.”
He took them in that direction, pushing the door open once he reached it, impatient to have her. She was on the bed in a matter of seconds and he followed her down. Grabbing the length of his dick, he ran the tip up and down her wet slit. She was so slick and he was so hard.
When he placed his cock to her entrance, he stared into her eyes, waiting, watching, desperate. Slowly, inch by inch, he sank inside her, watching her reaction as he claimed her. She was so fucking perfect.
Her cunt was so tight as it squeezed him, refusing to let go.
Gripping her hips, he slammed deep inside, going to the hilt, and they both cried out. He knew it would be like this with her. That deep pull, the connection. The first day he met her he had felt it and it had completely unnerved him.
No other woman had made him feel like this.
She drove him crazy with longing.
“Fuck, that feels good.”
He pulled out of her and slammed back inside. Her tight cunt squeezed all around him, his balls were drawn up tight and he ached to be even deeper inside her. Moving her up the bed, he followed her, keeping his dick balls deep within her.
“I knew your pussy would be like this. So fucking tight and ready for me. You’re perfect.”
“Please, Colton, fuck me. I need this. I need you.”
And fuck her he did.
He made her lift her hands up, placing the palms flat against the headboard as he slammed his cock inside her, going deeper than before. With her legs wrapped around him, his hips kept her spread wide as he pounded in deep.
Colton loved the way her cunt fluttered around him, tightening, getting even more slick as he rode her hard, and he didn’t hold anything back, taking her to the peak. He wanted to feel her orgasm all around his cock. Pulling back, he stroked down her body, taking his time to cup her tits and tease her nipples before moving down to stroke between her thighs.
His cock was still deep inside her and as he stroked across her swollen nub he felt her reaction. The way she gasped, arching up. Her cunt tightened around his cock and he was already addicted, wanting to feel how wet he could get her, how slick and hungry for his dick she was.
“Please, Colton. I can’t take any more.”
“You can. I want to feel you come all over my cock. Come on, baby. You can.”
He slowed his strokes on her clit.
It was hard for him to look away from where his cock was inside, the lips of her pussy spread around his dick.
He wanted to do nothing more than pin her to the bed and fuck her hard. Instead, he waited. Staring into her eyes, he didn’t let up his strokes on her clit. He saw when she was so close as well as felt her.
Her body not only going wet on his cock but she thrust up. Her head was thrown back against the pillows, exposing her neck. Her mouth opened and she cried out his name, the sound echoing around the room as he continued to tease her even after she came. The moment she came down from that peak, he sucked his fingers into his mouth, tasting her. He could get used to the taste of her on his tongue all day long.
He didn’t know how he was going to be able to handle himself in the boardroom from this day forward. He’d treat her with respect and make sure no one knew what had happened between them, but that wasn’t going to be easy. Especially as he knew how good her pussy felt around his cock and how sexy her tits looked as they bounced with each of his thrusts.
One of his fantasies was going to be taking her across that boardroom table, stripping her naked and claiming her as his own. His cock even now was hungry for more. There was no stopping the need building inside him.
Grabbing her hands, he placed them either side of her head, holding her trapped and in place.
Pulling his cock out of her tight heat until only the head was inside her, he stared into her eyes, waiting, watching.
“Please, Colton,” she said.
“You want my dick?”
“Yes.”
“Who do you belong to?” he asked.
This made her pause. “What?”
“Who do you belong to?”
He watched as she licked her lips.
“You?” She phrased it like a question but there was no doubt she liked saying it. He could tell by the way her pupils dilated, but the way her breath hitched.
He smiled. Yes, she did belong to him and there was no way he was ever letting her go.
Slamming deep inside her, he watched her cry out.
Over and over again he plunged inside her, taking her harder than before, fucking her, trying to claim every single inch of her. To let her body know that the only person who could satisfy her was him. That she would have to come to him to get her pleasure and he’d give her everything her heart desired.
This woman, with her charming smile and dog-rearing advice, had gotten under his skin and the worst of it was, he didn’t want her to go.
She was fire, passion, desire, and so fucking sexy, all wrapped in one package. He didn’t know how any man could let this woman go. They didn’t have a clue what a gem they had lost because he knew what he had and there was no way he was going to lose her.
Sugar was his.
15
Sugar didn’t know if Colton was awake, but she liked this calm that settled over her after they had sex. She was curled around his body, her hand on his chest, her skin so much darker than his it was a beautiful contrast.
Although she’d never given a thought to the fact that people might look at them differently, that being together could cause issues because of their skin tone, all she’d ever seen with Colton was how much she wanted him, how much she needed him.
Skin color wasn’t a factor to her, never had been. And she sure as hell didn’t give a shit what anyone else thought. It was clear Colton didn’t either.
She ran her fingers along his chest, his abdomen so defined and muscular. Moving the digits up his sternum, she circled the copper colored nipple. He had a light sprinkling of hair along his pectoral muscles, and she moved her hand through it, the strands soft and short.
He was all male, big and strong, powerful and smart. Sugar knew that that was what attracted her the most about him: his intelligence and the way he had commanded everyone. They listened to him, did what he said because he spoke with authority. He knew his shit. The way he held himself told them that he was in charge.
He
wouldn’t be where he was—CEO of a company—if he didn’t know how to take care of business.
Sugar shifted on the bed and pushed herself up, staring down at him. Colton was sleeping, his chest rising and falling evenly, softly. His dirty blond hair looked darker in the room, and she couldn’t help reaching out and running her fingers through the soft strands.
She clenched her thighs together, desire moving through her at a fast rate once more. It didn’t matter that he’d just fucked her, made her come harder than she ever had in her life. Being around him was like gasoline on a fire.
Her arousal was never-ending, constant.
“What are you thinking about, beautiful?” He opened his eyes and turned his head to look at her, the smile forming along his mouth. She was surprised he was awake, and felt a little embarrassed over the fact he’d obviously known she was watching him.
Staring at his face, getting lost in the look he gave her, Sugar couldn’t help herself. She leaned down and kissed him, stroking her tongue along the seam of his lips, already addicted to the flavor of him.
Sugar was too embarrassed to admit how she felt, that she could see herself being with him for more than this one time. She didn’t want to hide her emotions. She didn’t want to keep what they shared a secret from anyone.
It was crazy but reality.
“Tell me,” he coaxed gently. He lifted his hand and cupped the side of her face, stroking his thumb along her cheekbone.
“Is it crazy to think that I don’t want this to end, that I want people to know that we are …” What were they?
“Together?”
She licked her lips and nodded after he spoke. Is that what they were? Together? Like a couple?
She lay back down next to him, curling her body against his. For long seconds he didn’t say anything and she wondered if she’d stepped over the line. But hell, after what they had just done was there even a line for her to step over?
