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“Enough.” Colt unbuckled his belt, wincing at how hard his cock was. “Get to it.”

“I totally forgot what I was supposed to be doing.”

He smiled wickedly. “Touchin’ yourself.”

“But, I don’t know—”

“Need a little direction?”

“Please.”

“I like it when you say please. I’d like it even better if I heard you beg. Put your finger in your mouth. That’s it. Now get it nice and wet.” While watching her, he unzipped his jeans. “Put it on your clit. Show me how you get yourself off when you’re alone.”

India moaned softly as she rubbed the skin beneath the piercing.

“Do you pinch your nipples?”

“Sometimes.”

“Show me.”

She stilled. “Not until I see your cock.”

Colt raised his eyebrows at her demand.

“Please.”

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He gave her his back as he removed his jeans. Before he could turn around, her hot, naked flesh pressed to his.

“I’ll finger myself to orgasm and let you watch another time, but right now… I want you so bad.” She brushed openmouthed kisses across the center of his spine. “Please.”

No way could he deny her or himself another second. “I’ll grab a condom and be right back.”

“I bought a box on the way over. They’re in my purse.”

His cock twitched so hard it slapped his belly. “Get one. Now.”

The sound of cardboard ripping. Plastic crinkling. Then India stood in front of him holding a purple square. “Can I put it on you?”

“Nope.” Colt snatched it out of her hand, ripped the package open. While he sheathed himself, he lowered his head and kissed her. He hadn’t meant for the kiss to be lazy and languorous, but it was. Sweet and perfect. “Indy. I need to fuck you before I lose my ever lovin’ mind.”

“Yes.”

They fell to the rug in a tangle of arms and legs. He rose above her, his cock poised at her entrance, his gaze holding steady, his breathing ragged, fear and anticipation warred inside him.

“Colt?”

“I’m here. Where I’ve wanted to be for too damn long.”

Pinning her wrists above her head, his gentleness vanished. He snapped his hips, slamming home with one deep thrust.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. If he came at the touch of her hand, what were the chances he’s last beyond three or four more strokes as her pussy sucked at his cock like a hungry mouth?

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None. Zero. Zilch. Nada.

Colt rubbed his mouth over her ear, letting the studs and piercings catch on the inside of his lower lip. “This is gonna be short and sweet.”

“Thank God. Because I’m already close. Been a long time for me.”

“How long?”

“Not as long as you.” She slapped his butt. “Move your fine ass, cowboy.”

A snarl escaped as he pulled out and thrust in. seven, eight, nine times. “Tighter. Squeeze me tighter. Like that. Oh fuck yeah, exactly like that.”

India’s nipple rings rasped over Colt’s chest as their upper bodies thrust and retreat. Tingles broke out across his skin. When that zippy feeling burned down his spine, and electrified his balls, he knew he’d reached the end.

Colt threw his head back, groaning, letting the sensations overtake him. Hot pulses. Pounding blood. That rush of endorphins.

Three years. Three excruciatingly long, lonely years he’d gone without this feeling of euphoria. Of connectedness.

He didn’t remember sex ever being this astoundingly good.

A sexy moan escaped from India and Colt raised his head to watch pleasure wash over her. After her soft, sated sigh, Colt kissed her. He rested his forehead to hers.

“Was it worth the wait?”

Yes, it was perfect
. But he couldn’t seem to find his voice.

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“You aren’t one of those narcoleptic guys who immediately start snoring afterward, are you?”

“No. Why would you—” He hid his face in her neck and pretended to snore. Loudly. Great big gulps of air that vibrated against her throat with each exhalation.

India giggled and squirmed. “Hey, stop. That tickles.”

God. He loved the sound of her girlish giggles. “I’ll stop on one condition. Spend the night with me. All night. In my bed.”

“If I say no?”

“I’ll tie you to the headboard and keep you here as my sex slave for as long as I want anyway.”

“Ah. Is this where you remind me you’re wicked good with ropes?”

“Don’t insult me by limiting it to ropes. I’m wicked good with anything that can be hooked, tied or fastened together.”

“Then I guess you leave me with no choice.”

Colt raised his head to study her. “I was kiddin’. You don’t have to stay.”

“I didn’t mean that the way it sounded. I’m here because I want to be here. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.” She smoothed a section of hair from his forehead and he resisted purring like a contented cat. “Although I don’t have any idea what we do now.”

“Me neither. I guess we’ll have to wing it. I think we oughta move someplace more comfortable.”

She stretched. “Mmm. I’ve always wondered what it’d be like to lie on this rug naked. I thought it might be scratchy.”

“I never would’ve tried to stop you from testing that theory.”

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“How about if next time you’re on the bottom?”

“Deal.” Colt smooched her forehead. “Lemme ditch this condom and I’ll meet you in the bedroom.”

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India picked up the box of condoms and headed down the hallway to Colt’s room. She switched on the overhead light and cast a quick glance around. Earth tones prevailed. The walls were deep hunter green, the fabrics a mix of browns, tans and golds, the carpet a sandy beige.

The frame of the four-poster California king-sized bed was constructed from logs. Nightstands crafted out of the same honey-colored pine book-ended the enormous bed. A matching dresser spanned the far wall. A buffalo-skin leather chair and ottoman were set at a jaunty angle beside it. The door to the walk-in closet was closed, but the door to the master bathroom was ajar. She caught a glimpse of the oversized shower and the tile floor.

It was weird to think she’d helped choose the furnishings for Colt’s room, from the color palette to the bedding. And now she’d be sliding around naked with him on those striped cotton sheets?

Weird indeed.

His muffled footsteps stopped behind her. He was close enough his body heat burned her naked back, but he didn’t touch her. “What are you thinkin’ about right now?”

“I remember when we went to Cheyenne and picked out the bedding. How you insisted on nothing too ‘girlie’. Heck, I
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remember picking out the bed. Bouncing on the mattress and laughing, trying to freak out the salespeople by pretending we were having sex. I never imagined you and I would actually be…”

“Didn’t you? Didn’t you really? It never once crossed your mind that you’d be in my bed?”

India couldn’t answer, mostly because she didn’t know the right answer.

Colt’s lips landed on the nape of her neck. “Lemme show you all the things I thought about doin’ to you in my bed.”

Tingles raced down her spine.

He took her hand and tugged her behind him. He tossed the pillows to the floor and yanked back the coverlet. Facing her with a wicked grin, he patted the mattress. “Hop up. Get in the middle.”

A bout of nerves hit her as she set the box of condoms up in the corner and lay flat.

Then Colt was hanging above her. Kissing her with fire and sweetness. “Indy—” he said her name between kisses, “—put your arms straight out so I can see you. All of you.”

She did.

He nuzzled her neck, nipped at her jaw. “Tell me about your tattoos.”

“Which one?”

“All of them on the front.” His callused finger traced the designs on her right arm, from the ball of her shoulder down to her wrist. “Why’d you go with a sleeve on one arm and not the other?”

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curling up my arm, with the tail on my wrist and the head on my biceps. I had no idea my buddy GG planned to ink a flesh-colored snake until it was done.”

“It really is unique.”

“Then I knew the skin around it needed to be brightly colored with geometric shapes and abstract images so I designed those.”

“It’s sexy as hell.” Colt bent his head and licked, from the tail of the snake up to the fangs.

“Oh. Wow. That’s the first time…”

“The first time what?”

Any man has paid homage to my tats with his tongue.
“You’ve said anything about my tattoos.”

“Really? I love them. All of them. Especially the twisted barbed wire circling this biceps. It looks so real. The drops of blood on the tips of the barbs are a realistic touch.”

“Is that why you had me do one on you?” She traced the thick black lines on Colt’s biceps. His tat was a far better design than hers. She’d killed herself drawing it, and spent extra time inking him, desperate for Colt to be proud to have it on his arm.

“Yep. If I had the guts, I’d have you continue all the way down to my wrist so it looks like my arm is trapped in barbed wire.”

India’s head started spinning. That would actually make a kick-ass tattoo.

“And this one?” He pressed his lips to the black scorpion tattoo on the upper swell of her left breast.

She refocused. “I thought it’d be funny to have a deadly insect crawling out of my bra.”

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“What about this one?” He traced the large blue starburst pattern surrounding her belly button.

“I designed it when Skylar decided to leave the rat race in California and turn her hobby into a business.” Her belly rippled when his thumb brushed over the design and the jewel dangling from her navel.

“Seems odd that you’d celebrate her success by inking yourself.”

“It was supposed to be for her, but she chickened out. I liked the design too much to let it go to waste. My friend Brett in Las Vegas did it.”

“Another good decision.” Colt lowered his head, allowing his hair to tease her skin before his mouth descended to lick the outline of the tattoo. Repeatedly. Thoroughly.

“Any other questions?”

“Not right now.” He dragged his tongue down the center of her body. Slowly. “God, you’re so soft.” Colt nuzzled her mound. “You smell so good. I wanna bury my face here. Let your scent mark me.

Feel your sweet juices flowing down the back of my throat.”

“If that’s what you want, Colt, I won’t stop you.”

He looked at her across the expanse of her body. Those blue eyes were dark with intent. “Oh, I want.”

“Are you going to make me wait?”

“No. I’ve been starvin’ for a taste of you for too long. Spread your legs.” He traced the metal bar with his tongue. “Did it hurt to get pierced?”

“A little.”

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“Why’d you do it?”

“I lost a bet.”

Colt looked up. “Seriously?”

“Uh-huh. Since I lose all the time I should probably give up betting, huh?”

He chuckled. “I don’t mind when you lose to me, sugar.”

“After I had it in for a while…I liked it.”

“I like it too. A lot.” Then he pulled the piercing and her clit into his mouth and sucked.

Her pelvis shot up.

He clamped his hands around her hips and held them down.

Again, no foreplay, no teasing, no fingers stroking the inside walls of her pussy, just a relentless rhythmic sucking.

“Your mouth is so…God, do you know how to use your mouth.”

A hum of approval vibrated up her core. He backed off and blew across her flesh, wet from his mouth and her own arousal.

“Give it to me. I wanna feel you come.” He refocused all that suctioning power on her clit.

That’s all it took. The orgasm pulsed through her so fast she barely squeaked a sound as her sex throbbed beneath his dancing tongue.

Damn. Talk about quick.

After Colt released her tender flesh, he kissed the inside of her thigh. “You okay?”

“Mmm.” The crinkle of a condom wrapper forced her to open her eyes.

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“Now that we finished the speed round…”

Heat stained her cheeks. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be. I am still the undisputed winner for the first time you put your hand on me at your apartment.”

“I’m not sorry I touched you.”

“Me either, to tell you the truth, since it finally brought us to this point.”

Then Colt was on her, belly-to-belly, chest-to-chest, his shaft thick and hot on her sex, acting all predatory male. He shoved into her in one quick movement. “Sweet baby Jesus you feel so fine, Indy. So damn fine.”

“You ain’t so bad yourself, cowboy.” Colt did some hip wiggle maneuver as he withdrew and plunged back in and she gasped.

“What? Did I hurt you?”

“No. Just surprised me.”

“Maybe I oughta slow down.”

“Maybe.” India let her hands flow over his arms, loving the flex of the hard, carved muscles. Loving the look of concern and awe on his handsome face. Damn, he was beautiful. She knew he wouldn’t appreciate her saying so. It caused her to wonder what he saw when he looked at her. Like this. Naked, in body and soul. Face to face. As close as two people could possibly be.

“Sugar, you have the oddest look. Am I doin’ something wrong?”

She shook her head. “It’s just…you’re so…and being here with you like this…being turned on and happy and scared and not knowing if you feel the same.”

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“I feel the same, do I ever.” Colt kissed her. Soul-kissed her with such warmth, passion and precision her toes curled. He threaded his fingers through hers and stretched their joined hands above her by the headboard. In this position, it seemed as if their bodies were closer. His pelvis rocked, his cock tunneled in and out of her wet and welcoming sex, not in a fast movement. Languidly.