Holding You (Love Wanted in Texas #3)

Holding You (Love Wanted in Texas #3) Page 57

And more is exactly what Colt gave me. He took me to heaven with his mouth not once, but twice. Feeling him over my body, I opened my eyes and saw nothing but a sea of blue staring at me. “I want to feel you, Lauren. No barriers, just you and me.”

Nodding my head I knew it would be okay. Neither of us had ever been with anyone else, and Libby made sure to tell me to get on stronger birth control pills as soon as she found out Colt and I had been together.

“Please, Colt, please make love to me. I need you.”

“Lauren, are you sure?”

The concern on his face only made me realize how much I’d wanted this. How much I had desired this connection between the two of us.

“I’ve never been so sure of anything in my life, Colt.”

Spreading myself open to Colt, he slowly pushed into me. Once he was all the way in, he didn’t move. Wrapping my legs around him, we both moaned.

“Does it feel different?” I asked.

Lifting his head, Colt placed his hands on the side of my face. “It feels like heaven.”

Smiling, I whispered, “It does for me too.”

Colt slowly pulled out as I watched his eyes roll to the back of his head before he shut them. “Lauren—”

Pushing back in I felt my orgasm building. Colt was moving slow. Too slow. “Colt, for the love of all things, go faster! Please go faster!”

Shaking his head, he kissed my lips as he talked. “Can’t. Feels. Too. Good.”

Bucking my hips, I whined. “I know! It would feel better if you just moved faster.”

Ugh, I sounded like a little whore, but I didn’t care. Colt began to pick up speed and I didn’t think it was possible, but it felt even more amazing. Something was happening between us and I had no words to describe it. My body trembled as I watched Colt’s face. My orgasm was growing faster and I was about to come, but I couldn’t pull my eyes from his face. Snapping his eyes open, Colt pierced my eyes with his. I gasped as I saw nothing but love in his eyes.

Oh. My. Glitter. Screw the glitter, this is no time for glitter! Holy fucking shit. This was going to be big.

My orgasm hit me as I called out Colt’s name. He kept his hands on the sides of my face, pinning me so that I was looking directly at him as I came. “Oh God. Colt!” My body trembled as I called out his name into the darkness as one of the most intense orgasms rolled through my body.

“Lauren, look at me,” Colt panted. Opening my eyes, Colt’s face gazed upon me with adoration. He slowed down as he moved gently inside of me.

Grabbing onto his arms, our eyes were lost in each other. “Lauren,” Colt said as he pulled out and pushed in hard, pouring himself into me.

“I love you, sweetheart. Oh God, I love you so much.” Pressing his lips to mine, I felt our connection change. It grew stronger. Deeper.

This moment would forever be etched in my memory. The moment Colt and I became one . . . at our spot.

SITTING ON THE tailgate of my truck, I stared out over the pasture. Feeling a bump on my shoulder, I turned and looked at my father as he gave me a smile, letting me know he knew exactly how I was feeling.

“You know, Colt. She’s only been gone for two hours, yet you’re sitting here like someone just ran over your favorite dog.”

Frowning, I looked down. “Feels like it. I don’t understand it, Dad. It’s not like I don’t want her to go and enjoy herself, because I do. I really honestly do. I guess I’m feeling . . . lost . . . which kind of freaks me out a little bit.”

Letting out a slight chuckle, my father jumped up and sat next to me on the tailgate. “I’ll never forget the first time I saw your mother. She had just punched a guy right in the face after she found out he had been cheating on her.”

Pulling my head back, my mouth dropped open. “What? Mom punched a guy?”

A smile slowly grew on my father’s face. “The little fucker deserved it.”

Laughing, I shook my head. “Damn, somehow I can’t picture Mom hitting anyone.”

My father looked out over the pasture and nodded his head. “Your mother is a very strong person, Colt. She rocked my world that day and nothing was ever the same after that.”

“It scares me sometimes, Dad.”

Turning back to me, my father asked, “What scares you?”

Blowing out a deep breath, I rubbed my hand across my hair and shook my head. My father and I had always been close. I knew I could talk to him about anything and that was an amazing feeling. “Love I guess.”

Laughing, my father bumped my shoulder. “Love scares you, Colt? Why?”