Free Stone Cold Heart by Lisa Hughey Page B

yanked the lace from her body and plunged two fingers inside her. "I'll buy you a new one." He panted.
    Jess laughed nervously. "Not necessary, mais merci." And then she moaned as he trilled his thumb over her clit and a fierce triumph roared through him.
    She tried frantically to undo his belt, and clawed at his zipper, scrabbling to get his pants down.
    She shoved his underwear to his thighs and squeezed his bare ass. Colin wondered where the cameras were placed and hoped that what they were doing would be mostly hidden by his body. They were going to have to go through with this. If someone were actually listening or watching real time, it would be too suspicious if they didn't now.
    Fuck. He wanted to take his time. Spend hours, days, exploring her body, finding all those perfect spots and secret places that sent her into the stratosphere. On crisp sheets with an ocean breeze swirling around them and a bucket of chilled champagne sweating by the bedside. Instead, he was about to fuck her up against a wall.
    Colin pulled his fingers from her body and curled his hands underneath her thighs and lifted her up. "Condom in my back pocket."
    She pulled the condom out and ripped the package open with her teeth. Jess had a huge grin on her face and her eyes were bright with laughter and desire. And fuck, but that turned him on even more. She was having fun. And she didn't give a damn that there were likely cameras on them.
    "Put it on," he gutted out. He was so hard right now, they didn't need the poison, he could club LeRoy to death with his cock.
    The touch of her fingers on his cock as she rolled the condom down sent licks of fire through his blood. Jesus, she affected him. Her body told the same story, the feeling was mutual. His fingers were slick from her wet channel and her nipples stabbed his chest. Her breasts were flushed with arousal. And she probably didn't even realize that she swayed back and forth in tiny hip rocks against his abs, rubbing against him sensuously.
    Finally the condom was all the way on. "Brace yourself."
    Colin's head went light as all the blood in his body rushed to his groin. In one desperate move, he thrust up into her and at the same time pulled her hips down so he was buried to the hilt. Jess shoved her head back against the wall, the crack echoed in the room. She clutched his shoulders with greedy fingers and a keening moan erupted from her throat as she came from that one powerful invasion.
    Her body milked him, her hips rocked almost frantically. Colin powered in and out of her, caught in his own rush of lust. It only took one, two, three thrusts and his orgasm shuddered through him like a powerful shock.
    She was wrapped around him like a freaking octopus, as the crazy force of his orgasm practically blew the top of his head off. He might have felt like a total loser for being so quick on the trigger but Jess had her head back, eyes closed, panting hard, and she was still spasming around his dick, squeezing him like a boa, with tight hard contractions. Sweat sheened her face and chest giving her a well-satisfied glow.
    Her heart was pounding so hard, he could see the shimmy of her breasts with each beat. Colin's heart pounded equally hard in double time. For a moment he thought he'd gone deaf and dumb. He couldn't hear anything but the overpowering thud in his ears and all sensation was focused on her wet fist holding his cock so tightly he never wanted to leave.
    "Fuck." Colin dropped his forehead against the curve of her neck.
    He was still holding her up against the wall. His arms were starting to shake with the effort, not because she was heavy but because he was so wrecked from the mind-blowing orgasm she'd just given him. But he didn't want to let her go.
    "Oui, monsieur," she replied coquettishly.
    "You are amazing," he said loudly. Colin pressed a kiss to her neck and murmured. "I hope your brother never sees this tape, or I'm history."
    "Merci, monsieur." Then she breathed in his