Bad In Boots: Colt's Choice (25 page)
“Colt,” she managed to sigh out between gasps of pleasure as he sucked hard, using his tongue to rub her nipple against the roof of his mouth before he bit down lightly on the tip. Her body was so in tune with him, she felt tiny tremors in her channel when he moved to the other breast and lavished it with the same attention.
The countertop’s extra-tall height wouldn’t allow him to enter her from her position, but Colt didn’t let that to stop him. He clasped his erection and rubbed the tip of his hot, soft skin along her inner thigh, his actions telling her what he wanted to do to her, teasing her beyond distraction.
“Colt,” she said his name again, her tone pleading as she slid closer to him, desperate to have him inside her. Now!
The combination of her impatience and the sequined gown against the slick countertop caused her to slip off the edge. As she gasped in surprise, grabbing his shoulders for support, Colt caught her as a deep chuckle rumbled through his chest.
“Impatient are ya, sweetheart?”
Lifting her rear, he pressed her body high against his as he nipped at her nipple for a brief second before he let her sex slide against his washboard abs and lower. Elise moaned at the delicious sensation of being pressed against his hard warmth as he lowered her body until his cock nudged against her sex.
When he slid inside her, she clutched him close and locked her legs behind his back, keening her pleasure as her body slowly adjusted to his width. Once he was fully seated within her, Colt’s shoulder muscles bunched and rippled as he lifted her off him and quickly shafted her body, hard and deep. Elise gasped at the pleasure-pain the quick movement caused and screamed at the orgasm his action initiated.
“Damn, Lise,” he whispered in a hoarse tone as his body tensed, while she vibrated around him. When her spasms subsided, he carefully turned, then sat down on the closed toilet seat and leaned against the back of the tank.
Elise gave him a sexy smile as she leaned forward and rolled her hips, while she rubbed her nipples against his chest.
The tactile sensations, inside and out, nearly rocked his world, but Colt held on. He wanted to enjoy the ride a little longer. He wanted to feel Elise come around him at least once more.
Sliding his hands up her skin, under the slits on the sides of her dress, he cupped her sweet ass and rocked his hips, pressing as deep as he could until he touched her womb. She jumped at his movements, gasping in discomfort before she adjusted to his length.
“Better?” he asked. He knew his voice sounded scratchy, but damn he was ready to explode and her tiny sighs of pleasure, combined with her pelvic muscles clasping his cock tight, while her beautiful breasts danced in his face, was more stimulation than any man could take.
When she nodded, he slid his hands down the outside of her silky smooth thighs, past her tight calf muscles until he reached her high-heeled sandals. Guiding his hands under the arches of her shoes, he cupped her shoes’ soles and ground out, “You know what I want. Ride me.”
Elise stopped rocking her hips and opened her eyes, starring directly into his. God, he could get lost in those beautiful green pools, so full of desire and love.
As she clasped his shoulders, she gave him a seductive fuck-me smile before she bit her lower lip and raised her hips, pulling off him and slamming back down on his shaft hard and fast.
Colt locked his jaw, determined not to come yet despite the jolts of pleasure shooting through his cock and radiating to his lower belly and thighs.
Elise smiled again as if she knew what it took for him to hold back. Then she leaned close and rubbed her nipples against his chest as she ran her tongue up his neck before she nipped at his jaw.
“Elise,” he warned, but she paid him no heed as she rolled her hips once more, then clenched her lower muscles as she pushed against his hands and slowly rose to the tip of his erection. His arm muscles tightened to support the full weight of her body on his hands as she held herself above him, but when he heard her unsteady intake of breath, he knew she was almost there.
As she started to lower herself, he rasped, “That’s it, baby, come for me,” and thrust upwards just as she came down on him.
She muffled her scream against his shoulder at the same time he felt the tremors ripple through her walls and that’s all it took. Colt let go of her feet and clasped her hips, holding her still. Pinning her hips to his, he thrust deeper and deeper into her warm, soft body until he groaned through his own thoroughly satisfying release.
When their breathing slowed, Elise sat up and smiled at him. “You give a whole new meaning to the expression, ‘Ride ‘em, cowboy’.”
Colt laughed out loud at her statement. God, he loved this woman! Leaning forward, he kissed the hollow at the base of her throat then met her gaze. “When are you coming home?”
She laughed and threaded her fingers through his hair. “As soon as I can hitch a ride.”
At his confused expression, she grinned. “I sold my car in order to meet my pledge to the charity.”
“Bet your dad thought for sure you’d be staying now with no car. Well, ‘til I waltzed in and told him I loved his daughter and planned to ask her to marry me,” he finished with a chuckle.
She raised her eyebrows in surprise. “Ah, I wondered what you’d said to my father to not only get yourself invited to the party, but to be asked to help emcee. Very impressive.”
Colt winked. “I had to promise your dad you’d come home often—that his grandkids would know your family just as well as their Texan one.”
“Oh no, he’s going after my children now—recruiting them for the company before they’re even born,” she groaned.
Colt shook his head. “No, Elise. He just wants you and yours to be a part of his life. That’s all he ever wanted.”
His suddenly serious tone surprised her. “Really?”
Colt nodded. “You should talk to your dad before we leave.”
Elise smiled, knowing she was going to go home with Colt for good. “Hey, speaking of talking to parents…did you call your mother?”
He drew his brows together in a frown. “One step at a time, Lise.”
“But—”
He interrupted, saying in a gruff voice, “I kept the watch.”
Elise smiled and hugged his neck tight. “That’s a start, at least.”
Colt wrapped his arms around her and whispered, “Thank you for being my partner in every respect.”
Swatting her rear, he said, “We’d best get back to the party before your father sends someone after us.”
As they cleaned up and rearranged their clothes, they laughed about how well tumbled they both looked. While Elise stood in front of the mirror fixing her hair, Colt stood behind her tying his bowtie. When they both finally looked presentable, he asked, “You think maybe we could loosen the party up a bit? I wonder if the fiddlers out there know how to play Charlie Daniels’, ‘The Devil Went Down to Georgia’?” he asked with a grin and a wicked gleam in his eyes.
Elise winked at him in the mirror, loving this man’s sense of humor more and more as she replied, “Let’s go find out.”
About the author:
Born and raised in the southeast, Patrice has been a fan of romance novels since she was thirteen years old. While she reads many types of books, romance novels will always be her mainstay, saying, “I guess it’s the idea of a happy ever after that draws me in.”
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Also by Patrice Michelle:
A Taste for Passion
A Taste for Revenge
Bad in Boots: Harm’s Hunger
Cajun Nights anthology
Dragon’s Heart
Ellora’s Cavemen: Tales from the Temple II anthology
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