Chapter 36 #2
And what a sight he is. Swallowing roughly, I start at the top of his head, following a bead of water as it makes a slow descent down the curve of his pecs, then over the dips and valleys of his abs, and lastly, to the Adonis belt carving his hips.
Dipping lower, I tuck my lip between my teeth, finding a neatly trimmed patch of hair that rests above the impressive length of his cock.
I didn’t get a good look at Raiden’s this morning, and I don’t particularly care to compare the two of them, but it’s safe to say that neither is lacking in size.
My breaths grow heavier, my heartbeat syncing with the throbbing between my thighs.
I press them together, hoping to alleviate the pressure, but it only serves as a siren call to Colsen.
“Sunshine,” he growls, the bass in his voice turning me on even more. “You’ve got three seconds to walk away.” I watch in fascination as he fists his cock, stroking it slowly while never breaking eye contact. The hounds of hell couldn’t pull me away.
Throwing caution out the metaphorical window, I lift my hand, raising one finger after another while mouthing along, one…
two…three. I’ve barely raised the last one when his restraint snaps and he pounces.
Scooping me off my feet, he spins us, placing me on the counter while kicking the door shut.
His fingers twine through the hair at the base of my neck, gripping it tightly so he can tilt my head back.
Col slams his mouth against mine, his tongue pressing forward and demanding entrance.
I whimper when he tugs my bottom lip between his teeth, applying the perfect amount of pressure.
Reaching out, I glide my hand down his delicious abdomen before snaking my hand around his cock.
The groan he emits when I tighten my fingers causes my core to grow slicker, completely soaking my underwear.
“Col,” I plead, begging him to touch me.
“I’ve got you, Sunshine.” He shoves my sundress up, bunching it around my thighs, then rips my panties off completely.
Dangling them in front of me, he mutters, “I’m keeping these.
” Not waiting for a response, he shoves two fingers deep inside of me.
I jolt, not expecting the intrusion, but I’m so wet he glides in easily.
“Oh, fuck,” I whine, my hips canting forward as he curls his fingers in a come-hither motion, rubbing my G-spot with expert precision. “Don’t stop, please don't stop.” I pump my hand in time with the thrusts of his fingers, the two of us fucking each other in sync.
“Never, Sunshine,” Col pants harshly. “I’m never gonna stop.
You know that, right? You’ve sealed your fate, sweet girl.
” He grunts when I tighten my hold on his cock, feeling like we’re in a silent race to see who can finish the other first. He shoves the top of my dress down and twirls his tongue around my nipple, the sensitive bud acting as a live wire to my clit.
“Col,” I screech, wincing when I remember that Briggs could’ve wandered back inside by now. How many times is he going to be forced to hear me orgasm today? “What the hell is it with me and bathrooms?” I question between moans.
“I don’t know what that means, and I doubt I want to,” Col grunts, his thumb joining the party and pressing against that sensitive bundle of nerves that has me seeing stars.
“But it won’t be long before everyone starts arriving, if they haven’t already.
I need you to come, Sunshine,” he begs, holding off his own release by the skin of his teeth.
“I will if you will,” I taunt, grazing my teeth along his ear before gently biting down.
“Andi.” His husky voice, whimpering my name, sends me flying over the edge, my orgasm barreling through me with the force of a CAT5 hurricane.
Col pumps his hips a few more times before he groans, his cum flooding my hand and spilling across the floor.
He scrapes it off my fingers and rubs it over my pussy, spreading it everywhere.
It’s an outright claiming, the action making me shiver in delight.
We’re both breathing heavily, sharing air as we gaze at one another, in awe of what just transpired.
“You’re a goddamn seductress, Sunshine,” Col drawls, leaving a trail of kisses from one collarbone to the other, then rights my dress.
I didn’t come up here with the intent of doing anything other than bringing him a towel, but you know what they say about good intentions, and we’re definitely on a slippery slope to Hell.
“Let’s get you cleaned up.” He opens the linen closet and retrieves a washcloth, then wets it with warm water before swiping it between my thighs.
I flinch, sensitive from his ministrations, making Col’s lips quirk to the side in satisfaction.
“Col,” I start, my hesitancy bleeding through in my tone. Guilt is worming its way in over the fact we’ve yet to have an actual discussion about what’s happening between all of us.
“Later, Sunshine,” he sighs, likely knowing where my thoughts have taken me. “Come on. I sent Dayton a text before showering, asking him to grab the pizza on his way home. We should get out there before someone comes looking for us.” I nod, knowing that could end in disaster.
Colsen drops a kiss on my forehead before heading to his room to throw on some clothes.
I take a few extra minutes to get myself together and wash my hands.
Staring at the woman reflected at me in the mirror, I’m surprised to find I don’t loathe the sight of my two-toned eyes.
They aren’t the focal point of my misery anymore.
I’m more attuned to the way my cheeks are flushed with happiness, my smile easier to come by.
I don’t want to lose this, and I’m terrified I’m going to when we finally address the truth.
Deciding I’ve stalled long enough, I ease the door open and peek my head out.
There’s no sign of Col, so I have no idea if he’s still getting dressed or if he’s already made his way downstairs.
Hoping our absence isn’t suspicious, I head towards the steps, coming up short when I almost crash into Dayton.
“Hey, you,” he exclaims, a smile brightening his face. “What are you doing up here? Snoopin’?” He waggles his eyebrows, then peers around me when the sound of Colsen’s door opening catches his attention. He glances between the two of us, his smile dimming slightly.
“Hey, man,” Col intervenes, saving me from having to answer. “Pizza here? I’m fucking starving.”
“Yeah,” Dayton answers with a nod, then clears his throat, a hint of suspicion still lingering in his gaze. “I’m gonna rinse off real quick, and I’ll be right down.” He pecks my cheek on his way past, then takes the steps two at a time.
I hurry the rest of the way down, needing some air that isn’t tainted with their combined scents.
Hudson rounds the corner just as I do, his chubby legs on the move.
Glancing behind him, he squeals when Briggs gives chase.
His laughter has come so easily since yesterday morning at the football field, like muscle memory kicked in and he remembered that he’s capable of joy.
Briggs slows to a stop beside me, leaning in to run his nose along my neck.
Taking a deep inhale, he chuckles softly.
“Naughty girl,” he teases with a wink, then continues after Hudson.