Colt lightly sank his teeth into the tattoo on her right butt cheek. He flicked his tongue around the design. Then he let his tongue lead the way to the left butt cheek, and he briefly lapped at the crack of her ass. Another bite. More licking.Her whole body shook. “Oh God, Colt. I’m—”His lips were on her ear. “You took your licks like a good girl.”“I thought by ‘licks’ you were going to spank me.”“Would you like that?”Yes. But India bit her lip instead of confessing.A beat passed, then whack whack on each of her butt cheeks.“Answer me.”“Yes, okay? I’ve always wondered what it’d be like, not that I’ve ever let a man spank me because of some of that crap from my past, but I trust you not to take it too far.”“Good answer, sugar. Another time we’ll explore that secret kink. With a paddle. Maybe a ridin’ crop. Definitely my hand.”India shuddered.“It is punishment not to lick you where you most want my tongue, bad girl.” He nuzzled the back of her head. “I should fuck you and no
Make him lose control. So why did she have whipped cream smeared all over her chest and her sex was spasming?Just lucky.Time to spread the luck around.Colt scattered sticky kisses back to her lips and devoured her mouth. He tasted sweet and spicy and darkly male.She used her teeth on his jawbone. Kissed his dimples. Blew in his ear until he shivered. “Take off your sweats.”He went utterly still. “What?”Her tongue darted out and flicked his earlobe and he moaned.“I’m going to squirt whipped cream all over your cock, Colt. I’m going to lick and suck it off. Then I’m going to suck you off. You’re going to come in my mouth and I’m going to swallow every creamy spurt.”“Jesus.”“Any more questions?”“Hell no.”India grabbed the can, climbed off the chair and shut off the TV.In record time, Colt’s sweats and boxers sailed to the floor.The little vixen trailed the fringed end of the dishtowel over his thighs and stomach. His flesh rolled beneath her touch and he recognized the power
She kissed his chin. “I’ll be over at seven. But I’m warning you; in my hormonal state, I expect a lot of kisses. And chocolate for dessert.”“Sugar, I’ll give you as many kisses as you can handle.”After an amazing week with India, didn’t it figure his weekend started out crappy?Colt’s morning had gone to shit after the engine on his four-wheeler blew up. If that wasn’t bad enough, he’d gone to check cattle and found two dead cows and one dead calf that’d been gnawed on by coyotes. Then he’d sliced open his forearm on a piece of metal sheeting in the barn when his mother called demanding he show up for Sunday night supper. He spilled gas all over the floor in the garage and the fumes gave him an instant headache.It was enough to drive a man to drink.By the time he finished his daily chores and returned to the house well after dark, he needed a beer. Or a shot. Anything grain alcohol based.Days like this, it flat-out amazed him he’d passed the three-year mark without ingesting a s
“You’re so beautiful. So sexy. I could lap you up.” Colt scooted beneath her. He curled his hands around her ass and pulled her pussy to his mouth, so she was sitting on his face. He licked her folds and suckled her pussy lips and fucked her entrance with his tongue. When she was whimpering and grinding her hips, he latched onto her clit and sucked until she screamed. And while India was still coming down from her orgasm, Colt slid out and licked her again. From her piercing to the pucker of her ass.He painted that sweet rosette with his saliva. When she mewled cries and thrust her hips back, he spread her ass cheeks with his hands and thrust his tongue into that tight hole. Over and over.Licking. Sucking. Making her loose and ready.She softly whispered, “Oh God.”Colt kissed his way up the crack of her ass and her arched spine. His body covered hers and he pressed his forehead to her nape. “Your ass is mine. No condom. I want you to feel every inch of me sliding into you. I want y
A blast of sound and heat hit her when the front door opened.She froze.“Come on, it ain’t that bad.” He kissed the skin below her ear.“Okay, that was a total lie. But I promise not to desert you.”The huge kitchen was filled with people. Big people, little people. Women. Men.India half-expected everyone to turn and stare when she walked in, but no one noticed.Finally Carolyn McKay looked up from an enormous steel pan on the cook stove. “Colton! Do you think you can steer your brothers and your father out of here so we can get supper done?”“Sure, Ma. Where do you want them?”“Dining room. The table needs all the leaves.”Colt squeezed India’s hand and approached the group in the corner.Macie descended on her. “India Ellison, you little devil. So, you and Colt are a couple, huh?”“I, for one, am not surprised,” AJ said.“That’d make one of us,” India said under her breath.“Oh pooh, you guys spend all your time together and have forever. It was only a matter of time before you re
“You don’t sound too happy about that prospect.” India faced him, or where she thought he might be lurking. “In fact, several times, like at the basketball game, you’ve questioned whether I should be with Colt because he ends up injured around me.”“Sorry for snapping, I was on edge about Domini’s situation that night.” Pause. “Besides, why would you give a shit what I say or what I think?”“I don’t. But if you think Colt doesn’t listen to you or care about what you say or what you think, you’re an idiot, Deputy McKay.”She could tell that statement caught him off guard. “I wouldn’t torpedo the first decent relationship Colt’s ever had, India. Far from it.”“That’s good to know.”“Although, you drive that motorcycle too damn fast.”India flashed him a cheeky smile. “You’ll have to catch me first to prove that, copper.”Cam laughed.“So you’re keeping your torpedo launcher away from me…because you think I’m gonna keep Colt on the straight and narrow?”“No. It’s Colt’s responsibility to
“Colt. I need…”“What?”“You. I need you.”“You’ve got me.”His cock, already straining behind his zipper, jerked when India’s hands dropped to his waistband. She unhooked the belt buckle, popped the button and eased down the zipper. Her fingers snaked into his boxers and she circled her hand around him and squeezed.Colt hissed at the intense pleasure. Feeling the velvety smoothness of her palm on his shaft. The tightness of her grip as she stroked from the base to the wet tip.“Lift me against the door. You wanted to fuck me so bad, do it.Like you mean it.”With her hand commanding his cock he couldn’t remember why this wasn’t the best idea ever…wait. “Condom,” he rasped.“We don’t have a—”“So fucking what? You didn’t use a condom last night when you came on my belly. Or in my ass.” India teased his ear with her hot breath. “I want to feel that heat in my cunt. I want to feel your cock sliding and pounding inside me without latex. Your wetness mixed with mine. Just hardness and he
“Glad you think so.”“So sensitive too. I know you love it when I do this.” India sucked the whole nipple into her mouth.He groaned.India kissed and nuzzled every inch of his chest. Enjoying the chance to take pleasure in his body, not just his cock. She gave him credit; he left his arms above his head and didn’t attempt to seize control.Good behavior should be rewarded.She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and slid her hips down his belly until they were groin to groin. She pressed her lips to his as all that male hardness slipped inside her on a slow, sweet glide.A sighing moan filled her mouth, but Colt didn’t attempt to break the kiss. India followed the contours of his arms and clasped their hands together, stretching her upper body completely across his.She rocked on him, only allowing his shaft to withdraw halfway on each downstroke. Once he was buried balls deep, she’d rub side to side, loving the combination of the rasp of his pubic hair over her clit and the piercin