Holding You (Love Wanted in Texas #3)

Pain mixed with pleasure as Colt’s words filled my mind. “Colt, I love you.”

Pulling out slowly, he pushed in again a bit harder. Moaning, he whispered, “Baby, I love you. Oh God, Lauren. I don’t want to ever stop.”

It didn’t take long for my body to finally adjust to Colt’s thickness. The pain slowly faded away with each movement, although the dull ache seemed to hang on. As Colt moved, I started to meet him, thrust for thrust. It was the most amazing feeling in the world, Colt making love to me. Kissing me as if I was the very air he breathed in. I would never forget this day for the rest of my life.

Never.

NOTHING COULD HAVE ever prepared me for the way it felt to make love to Lauren. I was in utter bliss. The sounds of her soft moans, the feel of her meeting me with every movement was magical. Feeling her body shudder, I knew she was about to come. The moment she clamped down on my dick, I was going to explode inside her.

Arching her back, Lauren called out my name as I felt her pussy squeeze around my dick. “Colt! Oh God!”

I fought like hell to hold off until I didn’t feel her pulses around my dick anymore. Jesus H. Christ, I was going to come hard.

Pushing in harder and faster, Lauren’s eyes rolled back and she called out my name again. Holy fuck, she was coming again. Pushing in as far as I could, I let out a moan and felt my cum pouring into the condom. I’d never had an orgasm last that long.

Coming to my senses, I looked down at Lauren. Her eyes were filled with tears, but she wore the most beautiful smile. Her face blushed from the round of lovemaking we had just shared together. Our bodies were covered in a sheen of sweat as we both breathed shallow. “Did I hurt you, Lauren?”

Slowly shaking her head, she whispered, “Colt, that was . . . it was so magical. Not even in my most wildest dreams . . . did I ever think it would be so . . . beautiful.”

My dick twitched inside of her, but I didn’t want to pull out. Not yet. Placing my lips against hers, I kissed her softly. “You’re mine, Lauren. My everything.”

Wrapping her arms and legs around me, she giggled. “And you’re mine.”

Slowly pulling out, I instantly missed her warmth. Looking down on the bed, I saw the evidence of Lauren’s virginity. Shit, we should have put a towel down first.

Lauren’s eyes widened in shock as she looked at the blood-covered condom and then down at the bed. “Oh God,” she whispered.

Quickly removing the condom, I tossed it in the trash. Reaching down for Lauren’s hand, I pulled her up and brought her into my arms. “I’m going to run us a hot bath so we can relax in it.”

Lauren’s entire body flushed at the mention of us taking a bath together. “Okay, sounds good,” Lauren said as her eyes glanced around the room. We hadn’t even taken a look around first.

“Are you okay, sweetheart?” I asked as I took Lauren’s hands in mine.

Nodding and flashing me the most beautiful smile I’d ever seen, Lauren replied back, “I’ve never been better, Colt. My body feels . . . alive.”

Looking around, I asked, “Where in the hell is the bathroom?”

Laughing, Lauren pulled the sheet from the bed, wrapped it around her body, and began skipping around the room. Walking around a corner, I heard her let out a squeal.

“Colt! Holy sheets! You have to see this bathroom.”

Reaching down and grabbing my briefs, I quickly put them on as I made my way to where Lauren was. Walking into the giant bathroom, my mouth fell open.

“Mother of all bathrooms,” I whispered as my eyes roamed the room. Directly in front of me was a giant soaker tub that was perched up on a step platform. Beyond that were three sets of French doors that led out to a balcony that overlooked the water.

Walking into the bathroom more, Lauren spun around and looked up. My eyes followed her gaze and I saw the tray ceiling with a huge chandelier hanging right over the tub. To my left along the entire wall were distressed white cabinets with granite countertops. The bowl sink sat in the middle of the cabinets and further down toward the window was a long bench with a leather cushion on it. The opposite side of the bathroom had matching cabinets, countertops and sink but there was a small vanity at the end by the French doors. I’d never in my life seen a bathroom this big.

Lauren had made her way over to the French doors and pushed them open as she said, “This is bigger than both our bedrooms back at A&M!” She was about to step out onto the balcony when I quickly grabbed her and pulled her to me.

“Where in the hell do you think you’re going naked and wrapped up in a sheet?” Lauren spun around and gave me the sweetest smile. My heart slammed against my chest as I gazed upon her beautiful face. Her blue eyes reminded me of the sky right after a rainstorm. Her hair, the color of straw with small streaks of darker blonde running through it cascaded over her shoulders. I loved when she pulled her hair up into a messy bun and piled it on top of her head. Walking into the house on more than one occasion, Lauren had been on the sofa studying. I had to fight the urge to take her every single time. She was beyond attractive, and the fact that she had no clue made her even more beautiful.