“Want me to put my fingers inside you?”
The hair on the back of my neck rose. His touch was only teasing me at this point. “Yes.”
Colt didn’t waste any time pushing his fingertips into my folds, massaging just under my c**t and submerging himself in the sweet, sticky result of my excitement. An electric shock of surprise and pleasure made me arch my back into him, sitting up and inadvertently granting him better access to my p***y. A satisfied hum crawled from his throat as he slid two fingers inside me, continuing to massage my c**t with the soft pillow of his thumb.
“You’re making me drip,” he panted into my neck, thrusting against me in time with the rotations of his wrist.
I couldn’t help the sounds of gratification from chiming out of me. Breathing harder, I moved my hips agai
