“You don’t have to,” I argue as he massages my clit in slow and gentle circles, sending my emotions skyrocketing into my own universe. A universe I named after him. “I didn’t mean it that way…you just looked lonely, and I—oh my fucking God, Colt.” I dig my fingers into his forearm, steadying myself because my legs are about to give out. He’s no longer just circling his thumb over my clit, he’s already pushed my panties aside and slid two fingers inside me. When I catch his gaze, I drown. He has the most beautiful eye color I’ve ever seen. “Say my name.” “Colt.” “Again.” “Colt.” My vision is
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