"I can't tell you how long I've dreamt of this." He grabbed the fabric of my shirt and pulled it over my head, the cool air brushing over my bare skin.
He reached behind me to unclasp my bra and threw it to the ground without a care.
"I've touched myself thinking of you more times than I could count."
He reached behind me and brushed his fingertips all the way up the length of my spine, and I straightened at his touch.
"How could you ever think I could replace someone as irresistible as you?" Was the last thing he utters before pulling me in once again to kiss me.
My bare breasts rubbed against the cloth of his shirt and I felt them slowly begin to harden.
I pulled away from him and looked into his eyes.
"I just thought that maybe you would have moved on. I fuck things up. A lot. And I wouldn't be offended if you woke up one day and decided that you wanted to get as far from the destruction that I spread as possible."
"Don't say that." Colt tried to pull me back in for a kiss, but I held my arm stiffly between us.
I felt the undying urge to be with him too, but there were things that I needed to say. Things that I had to get off my chest to clear my conscience.
I guess it proved that I did have one after all.
"Colt, I got you killed. If you hadn't met me, you'd still be alive right now."
Tears filled my eyes.
"You should probably hate me." I wipe them away with the back of my hand.
Colt reached out and gently brushed a strand of hair from my eyes.
"If I hadn't met you, I would have been watching New York burn in the wake of another vampire purge right now."
I sniffed. What he was saying was true, but it didn't change the fact that he'd still be alive.
He tilted my chin to bring my eyes to his, it was obvious that he had heard my thoughts.
"It's true that I would be alive, but I would be dead inside." His words fell smoothly from his lips. "I wouldn't trade the love I have for you for one million lifetimes. I don't care what I have to face, or who I have to kill. I don't even care how many people I have to share you with, as long as I get to feel your love."
He kissed me hard with tears streaming down my face.
I loved him too, and I was about to show him just how much.
Chapter 17
My entire body was overtaken by the thirst for Colt. It was like every cell in my body needed him. You would have thought that I was the one who had lived four years without his touch.
I couldn't explain the way that it felt to be close to him again. It was like being home again. It was like coming up for air after being underwater so long that my lungs burned and my eyes ached.
I didn't want Colt, no, we had gotten far past that point. I needed him. I needed him in as many holes, and as many ways as I could fit him. I needed him softly, I needed him rough, and I needed him in every way that could fit in between.
I slid my hands underneath his shirt, running them over his defined abs, relishing in the heat that radiated from his body before pulling it over his head and tossing it on top of the pile that held mine.
I ran my fingernails across his back ever so lightly, just enough to make him straighten his stance, the fire in his eyes only growing each time I touched him.
He pulled my pants all the way down to my ankles and I kicked them off, sitting completely bare on the hood of the car.
I knew we didn't have much time. The others could come looking for us at any moment, but I didn't even care about that. All I cared about was how many different ways Colt could fit inside me before either of us came. How many ways could I feel him stretching me out and pumping me full?
He pried his warm hands between my thighs and pushed my legs open, his eyes sparkling at the sight of me open wide, waiting for him.
He pulled me in for a kiss with one hand, and massaged my clit gently with the other, playing with me in circular motions.
Jolts of pleasure trickled through my entire body at the touch.
I'd forgotten how easy it was for Colt to get me off. He could read my every thought, he knew everything I wanted and just the way that I wanted it, and that was one of the many reasons why he was the perfect lover.
I moaned softly between kisses, but when I felt a single finger pry me open and slide deep inside, I couldn't take it anymore, I threw my head back and moaned loudly.
I didn't care who heard anymore, and I definitely didn't care what they thought if they did.
While Colt finger fucked me, my hand managed to find his dick, and judging by how hard it was, it was very happy to be reunited with me.
I wrapped my fingers around it tightly and started to stroke him softly. Each time he slid his finger inside, I jacked him off, matching his speed and intensity so it felt like he was fucking me.
Colt's breath quivered as he slid in another finger, and then another, fucking me faster and faster with all three.
He curled his fingers up ever so slightly to make sure that my G-spot got the attention that it deserved.
"I'm going to need you to cum for me now, princess." I had never heard Colt's normally calm voice sound anywhere near a command until that moment.
It was only a whisper, but it was so gruff and demanding, mixed with the pet name it was too much. I had no defense against it. My hips seized and I tightened around his fingers, a wave of pleasure erupting inside me.
I moaned and my legs shook, but Colt didn't stop. In fact, he went harder, massaging my clit and fingering me even faster while I came.
A tingling sensation pricked its way across my skin and my clit shook so violently. I didn't know what was happening until I came again, so hard that I squirted all over his hand.
"I knew you could do it, princess." Colt pulled his fingers from inside me and laid a kiss on my forehead, gently, right between my eyes.
I leaned backward, letting my head hang as I gasped for breath trying to recover from the havoc he had wreaked on my pussy. I had never cum that hard in my life, and I'd most definitely never squirted, but Colt had coaxed it out of me like a wild animal being lured from the jungle.
And with it came an even more ferocious sexual need.
Before I could even catch my breath fully, I slid off the car hood and took Colt's cock in my mouth.
Fuck, I missed tasting you. I thought, knowing he was listening.
I let his cock slide all the way to the back of my throat, and I didn't even gag.
I was sure to tighten my throat around the head of his dick just slightly as I pulled it out of my mouth, slurping him up loudly.
Colt moaned as I sucked him all again, like he was the best damn popsicle that I'd ever tasted.
The head I gave him was raw, and it was sloppy, just the way I knew he wanted it.
I looked up at him, making sure to make eyes contact as I took his entire cock inside my mouth.
His eyes almost glazed over with pleasure as he watched it disappear inside my mouth. I held it in my throat for a few long seconds, just to watch the anticipation in his eyes before I started to bounce my head up and down sucking him off faster and faster.
"You look so beautiful with my dick in your mouth." He moaned.
I winked at him with his cock halfway inside and it twitched as it got a little bit harder, which I didn't even know was possible. Part of me was afraid it was going to burst— he was so turned on.