Page 270 of Broken Saint

“Colt, no,” she cries when I sit up and wipe my mouth with the back of my hand.

“Love hearing you beg for me,” I tell her as I stand at the end of the bed and drop my boxers.

My dick springs free and her eyes immediately drop to it.

“So fucking hard for you right now, babe.”

Wrapping my hand around my shaft, I begin stroking myself, letting her watch the show.

Her tongue sneaks out, wetting her bottom lip.

“You want my dick, Bombshell?”

Despite not being shy about sex at all, her cheeks blaze with heat.

“You know I do,” she purrs.

Placing her feet on the bed, she shamelessly spreads her legs wider, letting me see her pretty pussy.

Fucking love this confident side of my Ella.

“Fuck,” I groan as my knees hit the bed and I crawl up the bed and between her thighs.

“Yesss,” she hisses as I drag the head of my dick through her wetness.

“Tell me what you want, babe.”

“Y-you, Colt. I want you.”

Her eyes lift from where we’re connected, and all the air rushes from my lungs when they collide with mine.

“I love you, Colton Rogers,” she whispers.

My heart swells to the point that I swear it’s going to burst in my chest, and my hips thrust forward, my body beyond desperate to feel her clamping down on me.

“Shit, Colt,” she gasps as she fights to accommodate my size after so long.

“Relax, babe. It’s just me.”

Her expression softens, and the sappy smile on her lips grows as she reaches out and cups my jaw, her thumb brushing my cheek.

“This…this is all I’ve ever wanted.”

“Fuck,” I choke out. “Me too, Bombshell. Me too.”

Dropping lower, I steal her lips in an all-consuming kiss as I begin to make love to her.

Almost instantly, my impending release makes itself known, but I force it down. This is about so much more than pleasure. This is a union. A union that’s been a really, really long time coming.

And, for as much as the past has hurt both of us, it was totally worth every little bit of pain. This now, this connection, is so much more than I ever thought it could be.

It’s everything.

Ella is my everything.

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