and crushed her to his chest.
“Careful, Gelibean, you might fall and hurt yourself.”
His voice sounded hoarse even in his own ears.
“Let go of me, you oaf, and why are you spying on me?” She tried to push away from him, but he held her tighter and rolled his hips, knowing that she’d feel his erection pressing against her belly.
Her eyes shot wide. “Let me go.”
Had her voice just dropped an octave or two? Were her eyes going half-mast with desire?
Colt drew in a deep breath through his nose. Yes, there was the feint scent of her desire. Something to use against her.
He could make her want him so much that she’d beg, then leave her unsatisfied, and that would be part of his revenge. He’d use her attraction to him against her.
“What?” He rolled his hips again and pulled her tight, crushing her breasts against his bare chest. “Does my hard-on offend you?”
“I…” She didn’t answer him. She had this look of lost hunger on her face that made him want to drop his head and kiss her.
Oh, yes, part of my vengeance. In all the time she rode me like a stallion, she never kissed me. Maybe she has a problem with kissing men.
He felt the evil smile curl his lips and saw the fear in her eyes.
“Colt, please…”
“Please what?” he sneered. “Please don’t fuck you?”
She blushed and tried to push away from him again.
Colt tightened his grip and let his hand slide down her side. He hooked a thumb under her breast and curved his hand around the outside edge of it, never quite giving her the contact she must be aching to get.
“Colt…”
His name sounded like a plea on her lips and he felt a surge of desire so strong it almost staggered him.
He moved his hand away from her breast and lowered it over the curve of her hip.
Colt heard Angelica’s breath hitch.
He let his hand slide down her thigh and hooked the back of her knee. With one fast movement, he pulled her knee up so she could feel his denim-covered erection close to her sex.
Her head fell back and she gasped, and the sound all but drove him to his knees.
Kiss her now if you are going to, because your plan is backfiring on you.
Colt let go of Geli’s leg and grabbed a fistful of her hair. Forcing her face up, he lowered his mouth to hers. The kiss was savage, the way he intended it to be. He forced her mouth open and attacked her tongue with his. She gasped into his mouth, going motionless. He could almost taste her shock, but then she started kissing him back.
Her kiss was tentative at first, soft as if she was trying to figure out how to do it. If she was trying to work it out, she was a fast learner.
He felt her fingernails bite into his bare shoulders, then push up into his hair. He shuddered with unexpected pleasure, and Geli took full advantage, kissing him back as fiercely as he had been kissing her, both of them panting for oxygen as the feelings of need and want intensified.
He gave up. His plan to seduce Geli and leave her wanting was going to kill him. He’d have to go through with what he’d started here, or suffer more than she would.
Colt reached for her knee again, pulling her leg up without breaking the kiss. He ground his cock against her sex and he moaned from the pleasure. He freed his other hand and slid it between them. His fingers were seeking her wetness, and when he found it, a fresh wave of her scent hit him, making him shudder.
Gods, she smells so hot and wet, so good, so ready.
He dipped his finger just inside her, and Geli tensed.
Colt deepened the kiss. He didn’t understand why she was tensing like a virgin with her first lover. Right then, he didn’t care. He wanted inside this woman, and he wanted to be there now.
He dipped his finger into her sex again, this time pushing a little deeper, and Geli moaned. The sound came from deep inside her, one of pure enjoyment.
The sound was a reminder, and it hit him like a two-ton truck going eighty miles an hour.
Colt shoved her away
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