Free Immortally Yours by Ashlyn Chase

he could handle. He tore his gaze from the
wall, only to find it was worse watching it live between his legs. “Lizette,
please. I want to come inside you.”
    She looked like he was taking away her favorite toy, but she
pulled back with a quick kiss to the tip of his cock.
    “Colin…” she breathed.
    “Yes, love?”
    She hesitated.
    Uh-oh. Maybe my sweet talk stunned her. “I—I’m sorry,
I didn’t mean to alarm you. I didn’t say I love you, I was just using it as an
endearment.”
    She propped herself up on one elbow and scrutinized him. “I
wasn’t upset about it. Why? Were you?”
    “No, not at all. I—uh…just thought since you didn’t say
anything when I used that pet name, maybe I shocked you.”
    She chuckled and shook her head. “No. That wasn’t it. I just
didn’t have anything else to say. I just wanted to say your name when I finally
caught my breath.”
    “Oh.” He felt like an idiot, but at least he could call her
by that endearment without worrying about boiled rabbits or her taking it the
wrong way. Or was it the right way? It felt so natural and right when he said
it. Again, he pushed the thought to the back of his mind and pulled her down to
plant a hot kiss on her lips.
    She took his breath away when she kissed him. Something
about the way she swirled her tongue around his and then sucked as she pulled
it out of her mouth. No one had done that to him before. Something deep in his
gut turned inside out when he was with her.
    “I want to be on top,” she announced when they broke apart.
    Colin smiled. Woman on top was a powerful position
pleasure-wise, even for a control freak like himself, so he was more than ready
if she was. “Please, by all means.”
    She straddled him and positioned his cock directly under her
glistening opening. Then she sank down on it and they moaned together.
    She began to move slowly. “I wish you’d let me take pictures
of us making love, but I think I need more equipment for that.”
    He laughed. “I have all the equipment I need right here.” The
vision of you on top, making love to me, will be burned into the film of my
brain forever.
    She increased her rhythm, threw back her head and moaned
again.
    “Colin…”
    He didn’t answer. It seemed as though she breathed his name
just to say it, as she had done before and didn’t need a response. He caressed
her breasts and delighted in her little gasp.
    “ Mon dieu . I love that,” she cooed.
    “Me too.” Colin could feel the pending eruption build at the
base of his spine. He let go of her breasts and held onto her waist. Pummeling
her the way he wanted to— no, needed to—would require his leverage as
well as hers.
    She seemed light as a feather and he lifted her with ease,
then brought her down upon his erection. Suddenly afraid for her delicate
build, he asked, “Am I hurting you?”
    “No, I’m fine. Please keep going.” She seemed breathless. He
could barely hold his lust in check, but he had to. She might not have been
truthful about the pain, or lack of it.
    Lifting her and sliding her wet cunt over his cock felt
wonderful—incredible. Then she began to rub her own clit and he almost lost it.
She howled with need as he pumped into her, while trying to hold back the full
power of his excitement and thus his climax. Stalling it like this was sweet
agony.
    Lizette’s inner muscles clenched just as she bucked and
cried out her joy. His multi-orgasmic partner had come a second time but he
knew he’d never make it through her third—at least not now. He let himself
loose, pistoning in and out of her heat until he erupted like a volcano.
Jerking and grunting with his own blissful release, he felt as if all his bones
had left his body. He and Lizette melted together as one.
    Several minutes later, she rolled off him and asked,
“Colin?”
    “Yes?”
    “Stay the night with me. Please?”
    He propped himself on his elbow and studied her face. He saw
only hope shining in her eyes. No guile