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My hand travels down her stohs They autos and apply pressure The tip oes to land on top of h so the tip is at her opening I clench hs, and I know the relief is instant for her I can’t i so ets what it needs

“Colt,” she whispers

My eyes swing to hers to find the I’ve felt before slaainst her shoulder “I’m here, Abby”

She reaches back and laces her fingers throughback toin and out of her leisurely I kno isn’t what she needs right now, but I want to take aher

After several gentle pumps, she becoainst me “Harder, Colt”

Staying buried deep inside her, I roll her to her stos wide I don’t pull her to her knees, but instead, press my stomach and chest to her back and wrap an arm around her waist In short shallow thrusts, I ra down on her with each forward ht spot when she cries out and her walls tighten around me

Withher head back Her eyes are open into slits, showing she’s at least soue across the seam of her lips She opens ile of our bodies makes it difficult for the kiss to last I pull back and rest my forehead in the crook of her neck, as I continue to fuck her, laying kisses against her skin

Other than our , neither of us make a noise The sex is intense, just as it always is between us, but it’s also different We’re here because she needsit, but it’s not an ideal situation Her body is betraying hersex with affection in the nor Even as I think this, row

Her body tightens around roith the pressure around ht I love the feeling of her surrounding me She always fits me so perfectly, like God made her specifically foraround the house, and I have her snuggled againstnext to me with my arm around her waist No matter the situation, she fits

I groan deep and bite down on her shoulder as I shudder out ainsther up and wants more It causes another jerk from my body

I roll toainst hers I feel her stiffen slightly, and a small fracture rips at my heart, but luckily, she doesn’t pull away froht A fewshe’s fallen back asleep I’rateful that I have a few ht for her

The next tih theAbby’s trying to slowly slip fro my arms around her waist

“Colt,” she warns, but I stop her

“Just a fewmy emotions

It’s not lost on me that she’s called me Colt the last few ti Blue, and it scaresColt instead I know it nificant