Chapter 17
COLTON
As soon as we sit down to watch the movie, I’m once again reminded that I’m absolutely fucked.
Why? Because every time I’m this close to her, my brain forgets all the reasons why I need to keep my distance.
We finished eating a little while ago, and after putting the trash inside, washing up, and grabbing the small cartons of ice cream out of the freezer for dessert, we made our way back outside to start the movie.
That was over an hour ago, and I couldn’t tell you the first thing that’s happened in this damn movie. Each time I try to focus, Lucy shifts closer to me, or I smell that damn peach shampoo, and I lose track of everything that’s happening again.
I know Lucy and I agreed to just be friends, but the more time I spend with her, the more I’m convinced that that was a mistake.
She’s nothing like anyone I’ve ever met before, and for the first time, I can really picture myself settling down with a woman.
The promise I made to Hayes to treat her like family plays on repeat in my mind, but the more time that passes, the less I seem to care about it.
I try to focus on what’s happening on the screen, promising myself that I’m going to behave myself, as Knox runs over, a happy smile on his face.
“You want to come watch the movie with us, sweet boy?” Lucy asks, patting the space between us. Instead, the dog jumps on the blanket and wiggles himself until he’s moved my legs, pushing me closer to Lucy, before collapsing with a big sigh at our feet.
“It’s tough being a pup, isn’t it?” Lucy coos with a laugh, leaning across me to pet her dog. In the process, she ends up with her face right at my semi-hard cock. I freeze, trying not to move and wait for her to move back to her position on the blanket.
Instead, she smiles up at me through her lashes and grazes her mouth across my still clothed cock before sitting up and placing a surprised look on her face. “Oh, whoops,” she gasps, and I don’t miss the mischief in her eyes.
I take a deep breath, trying to keep my composure. I try to focus on anything else to keep myself from snatching her into my lap and taking her mouth the way I desperately want to. “I told you last night, you’re playing with fire, Lucy,” I whisper, unable to take my eyes off of her.
“What if I’ve decided I don’t care if we get burned?” she whispers.
Holy. Fucking. Shit. This girl is going to be the death of me. I grasp desperately to the last strand of my control, murmuring, “You’re trouble, Darlin’.”
She leans closer, and I soak in her scent as I feel the last bit of my restraint snap. “God, Lucy, I don’t know if I can keep doing this,” I mumble as she presses her body into mine.
She pulls back to look up at me, and I don’t miss the hurt on her face. Fuck, she definitely thinks I’m shutting her down.
“No, no, no. I meant I don’t know if I can have you this close to me without wanting to kiss you,” I admit, and Lucy’s eyes spark with excitement.
“I’m not stopping you,” she whispers. “I’ve decided that I think this whole ‘friendship’ thing is overrated.”
I stare at her for a moment, trying to decide if she’s serious, before whispering “Fuck it,” and pulling her mouth to mine.
Just like the night at the bar, the moment our lips touch, I’m completely lost in her.
I pull her to me as close as I can, desperate to feel her everywhere.
A small part of my brain tries to remind me of all the reasons that I shouldn’t be doing this with her. She’s my best friend’s little sister. I promised him I’d take care of her while he’s gone. She’s a good bit younger than me.
But honestly, when she wraps her leg around me and moves to straddle me, letting out a moan of contentment as our mouths continue to tangle, I decide to tell that part of my brain to fuck all the way off.
“God, I haven’t been able to stop thinking about this,” she admits between kisses. “So damn good.”
“That makes two of us,” I admit truthfully. “I’ve been losing my damn mind thinking about you like this.”
We continue to kiss, and after a moment, she trails her finger down my chest. “Are you going to tell me to stop, Cowboy?”
I breathe, trying to make myself force out the words I know that I should say, but I can’t do it. Instead, I grab her hand, pausing its descent down to my shorts, and look at her seriously.
“I’m not gonna tell you to stop, baby. But before we go any further, I need you to know that if you’re looking for a one night stand, you need to look somewhere else. Because once I have a taste of you, I don’t know if I’ll ever get enough.”
“What about Hayes?” she murmurs, and I shrug.
“We’ll keep it between us until after the season’s over, and then we can talk to him.
But after that, I’m not hiding this. Hayes is my best friend, but I’m not willing to sacrifice my happiness for him.
And right now, you’re making me really damn happy,” I confess, and I feel the truth of the words settle through me.
“So, if you’re not interested in giving this thing between us a real shot, then we should stop. ”
Lucy stares at me for a moment before pouncing on me and attacking my mouth with a new determination.
“I take it that we’re on the same page?” I ask her between kisses, needing to hear her say it before I give myself fully over to her.
“Yeah, Cowboy. Same fucking page,” she groans. “Now, please touch me.”
Her words are the only encouragement I need, and I feel the desire I’ve tried to keep at bay flood my veins at her words.
“Yes, ma’am,” I murmur, flipping us so that she’s under me. I take my time kissing her, running my hands up and down her soft curves, determined to memorize every inch of her.
“Colton, please,” she whimpers, rolling her hips against mine in an effort to try to convince me to go faster.
“Darlin’, I’ve driven myself crazy over the last month thinking about your sweet cunt, and I plan to take my sweet time with you tonight, do you understand?”
She moans at my words, and I smile at the sight of her under me. I lightly trail my fingers under her shirt, letting the feeling of her hot, soft skin against my fingers make me crazy.
Finally, I slide my hands up, pulling her shirt over her head and groaning when I realize she isn’t wearing a bra. “Damn, these tits are fucking perfect.”
She smiles at my compliment, arching her back into my touch. Leaning in, I drop slow, lazy kisses on her chest, trailing down until I can pop her rosy nipple in my mouth.
“Fuck, your tits taste like heaven,” I groan, using my other hand to palm her breast.
“More,” she begs, and I pull back, smiling at her.
“I thought I was supposed to be the one to beg, Lulu,” I tease, lightly letting my fingers wander down her bare stomach to play with the waistband of her shorts.
“So, tell me, how many times have you touched this pretty pussy thinking about the night we met, huh?”
Even through the dark shadows, I can tell she’s blushing at my words. Leaning in, I drop a soft kiss to her mouth before whispering, “Because I’m pretty sure I’ve lost count of the number of times I made myself come, picturing your sweet mouth wrapped around my cock.”
My admission must give her the courage she needed, because she reaches up and palms my painfully hard dick through my gym shorts. I let out a low whimper, momentarily startling us both at the low, needy sound.
“Looks like I’m not the only one who’s needy, Cowboy,” she whispers, gripping me harder and drawing a low moan from my lips. I’ve never in my life made a sound during sex, but God, she feels good.
“I heard you, you know?” she whispers, and I stare at her with wide eyes, trying to piece together what she’s talking about. “The other night, when we finished making candles, I walked past the bathroom while you were in the shower. I heard you moan my name. Hottest damn thing I’ve ever heard.”
Filled with a new wave of desire, I reach down and yank off her pants, drawing in a breath when I see the tiny white pair of panties she’s wearing under them.
“So damn gorgeous,” I mumble, running my finger down her hot slit and resisting the urge to groan when I feel how wet she is for me.
“Is my sweet girl’s pussy wet for me?” I mumble, teasing her seam through the thin fabric.
“Yes,” she moans, writhing her hips against my hand. “Please, please touch me, Colton.”
“Since you asked so nicely,” I murmur, pulling her panties to the side and teasing her clit with my finger before pushing slowly into her tight pussy.
“Damn, Darlin’, you feel so fucking good,” I whisper, groaning as I feel her clench around me.
I speed up, sliding my finger in and out faster as she grinds against me.
Pulling out, I smile as she whimpers at the loss, as I lean down to drop a soft kiss on her lips. “I’ve got you, Lucy,” I whisper, adding another finger and pumping my fingers in and out faster. “Now, are you gonna be a good girl and soak my hand?”
“Oh my God,” she whispers, looking up at me with wide eyes full of desire.
I try to memorize the desperate look on her face, confident that it’s just become one of my new favorite sights.
“I’m close,” she mumbles, grinding her clit harder against my palm as I plunge my fingers in and out of her tight heat.
“That’s my girl,” I murmur, feeling her clamp down around my fingers as her climax tears through her.
“God, Colton,” she screams, bucking against me, riding out the wave of her orgasm.
“That’s right,” I whisper. “Such a good fucking girl.”
I continue pumping my fingers in and out of her until she stills, gasping for breath.
“Holy shit,” she whispers, looking at me with a dazed expression. “I’ve never come that hard in my life.”
Pulling out of her, I make sure she’s watching as I bring the fingers that are dripping with her arousal to my mouth and suck.
She stares at me in shock as I lick them clean, before winking at her. “I knew you’d taste like fucking sugar, but God, I didn’t know you’d taste that sweet.”
Even in the low lighting from the movie screen, I see her cheeks growing pink at my words. Smiling, I reach out and pull her to me as I say, “Now come here and let me hold you.”
She leans in, curling her body into mine, and I reach down to brush her hair out of her face.
We lay like that for a while, and I’m almost certain she’s fallen asleep before she jerks into a sitting position and looks up at me in concern. “Wait, but what about you?”
“What about me?” I ask.
“I need to make you come now, don’t I?” she whispers, her eyes wide.
“This isn’t a competition, Lulu,” I tell her, pulling her body back into mine and ignoring the way my cock pulses, desperate for her.
“Tonight was about you, and you just made me one of the happiest men in the world. Plus, when I finally come for you, it’s gonna be buried in that tight cunt of yours. ”
“You and that mouth,” she mumbles sleepily.
“Don’t even try to pretend like you don’t like it,” I laugh. “Your body already gave you away on that one.”
She blushes again, curling around me before she whispers, “Okay, you’re right. It’s really fucking hot, okay? Happy now?”
“Delirious,” I whisper, and despite the long day I’ve had and the fact that there’s a whole lot of shit that we’re gonna have to figure out, I realize it’s the truth.