31 | Givin’ in 🔥🔥🔥
COLTON
I cross the room in two long strides, heading straight for Clementine’s bed. The second my shins hit the edge, I drop her onto it—soft, but rough enough that she bounces once. Then I climb in after her, bracing one hand on the headboard as I hover above.
Her room’s dim, the only light coming from a crack in the curtains where the city spills through, a single stripe of silver cutting across her sheets. Somewhere outside, a siren wails, contrasting the quiet that just settled in my mind, looking at her.
Clem reaches up, fisting my collar and tugging me down until we’re face to face. I go willingly, ready to give into the thirst only she can quench.
I lower myself down, prying her thighs apart with my knee and wedging myself between them. Her mouth is hot against mine—the slide of her tongue heavenly.
“No outside clothes on my bed,” she murmurs against my lips. “I thought you said you were born respectful?”
I grin. “Guess I forgot my manners, sweetheart.”
I push up to my knees, letting my fingers find the buttons of my shirt. I undo them one by one, drinking in the sight of her beneath me. Her hair is wild, a kiss-bruised lip caught between her teeth as she eyes me right back.
“Go on then,” she teases, her tone softer now, something possessive hiding in it. “Show me what’s mine.”
A lightning bolt shoots through me, striking me straight in the groin. Hers.
I’ve never been anything but hers, but hearing her say it hits different.
I shrug off my shirt and undo my belt, whipping it through the loops and setting it on her nightstand.
My cock strains against my jeans, begging to be let out.
I reach down, catching the hem of her shirt and peeling it off her in one clean movement. She’s bare beneath, her nipples pebbled against the full swells of her breasts.
Fuck. All mine.
I bend down, brushing my lips along the soft skin of her neck and down to her chest.
“You’re still wearing—” Her breath hitches when I suck her nipple into my mouth, teeth scraping the flesh of her breast.
She shudders beneath me. “You’re still wearing your pants, cowboy. I need those off my sheets in three seconds.”
I pull back. “Yes ma’am.”
I yank them off and drop them beside the bed, and before I can go back to what I was doing, Clem is climbing over me, pushing me back against the mattress. Her fingers hook under the waistband of my boxers.
“Do you want to know what my favorite thing in the world is?” she murmurs, pulling my boxers down. My cock is so hard it slaps against my abs when it springs free.
Clem wraps her hand around my base, squeezing gently. “Hm?”
“Yeah,” I groan, grabbing her waist and pulling her closer. “Tell me, darlin’.”
She slowly pumps her hand along my length, and I nearly lose myself already.
“It’s that shuddered breath you take right before you come,” she whispers, leaning in. Her lips trace the lines of my stomach, trailing kisses down as she picks up speed pumping her hand.
My head falls back against her pillow, and it takes all I have to keep from blowing my load straight away.
“That’s what I think about when I touch myself,” she continues. “I picture you growling against my neck, the way you breathe me in before you fall apart.”
“Jesus, Clem,” I grit out, clenching my jaw so tight it hurts.
A bead of precum glistens at my tip. She wipes it away with her thumb, then licks it off with one slow, sensual sweep of her tongue.
That’s it—my restraint snaps and I grab her, rolling us over so I’m on top of her. “You wanna know what I think about, huh?”
She nods, breathless.
“I think about the way your head falls back and your breath hitches. I think about the way you clench around me when you come on my cock, Clem.”
My fingers find the elastic of her shorts and I drag them off her, bending down to kiss the smooth skin where her thigh meets the lace of her panties. She whimpers, writhing beneath me when I pull those off too. She’s already wet for me, her smooth skin glistening in the faint light.
I lie down between her legs, hooking my arms under and prying her thighs apart. Then I dive in, dragging my tongue through her slick heat.
Clem gasps, arching clean off the bed, hands flying to my head. “Fuck!”
“Such a filthy mouth on you, sweetheart,” I rasp, my tone rough with warning. “But you’re gonna be real sweet and quiet for me now, aren’t you, darlin’? Let’s keep those pretty sounds just between us.”
She fists her hands in my hair, gritting her teeth as I lick her open, spearing my tongue as I work her clit.
Her head falls back, chest heaving as she tries to muffle her cries with a pillow. I release her, licking my lips as I sit up. Then I grab my cock, dragging its tip through the mess I made of her before nudging her entrance. “You want me?”
“God—yes.”
I push in, just the slightest bit, then halt. “Tell me you’re mine.”
She freezes, eyes flicking open, pupils wide. “I already did.”
“Then tell me again,” I murmur, lips ghosting hers. “Say it while I’m inside you.”
Her mouth curves, eyes narrowing. “That’s manipulation.”
I push in another inch. “No, darlin’. That’s honesty.”
She shivers, sliding her hands up to my jaw, cupping my face as she pulls me closer. “I’m yours.”
I inhale, nostrils flaring as I breathe her in. “That’s right.” I push in fully now, my pelvis meeting hers as she hooks her legs around my waist.
My fingers find her clit, circling as I roll my hips in slow, wrecking thrusts.
It doesn’t take long until we’re both dangling over the edge. Clem is panting against my cheek, hips bucking in search of her release. “Colton,” she moans, pleading. “Harder.”
Music to my goddamn ears.
I pull out, flipping her to her belly and dragging her up to her knees.
I nearly lose it at the sight of her perfect ass, her pussy throbbing to be filled. I slide in, burying myself as deep as I can, anchoring my hands at her hips.
She cries out, fingers curling around my thighs.
“You okay, darlin’?”
She nods, cheek pressed to the mattress. “Fuck me like you mean it, Colt.”
Don’t mind if I do.
One hand holds her in place as the other finds her swollen clit, rubbing it as I pick up speed.
Clem moans in tune with my thrusts, the sounds pitching higher until she’s silent, lips parted and eyes squeezed tight, her walls clenching around me.
I let go then, hips stuttering as I spill into her.
We stay there for a second, both catching our breath before I roll us to the side, still tangled up and joined at the hips. Her skin’s slick, warm, and buzzing under my hands.
Clem reaches back, catches me by the back of the neck, and kisses me over her shoulder. It’s soft—grateful, almost.
She exhales, voice gone small. “We need to go see my dad tomorrow.”
My fingers still on her waist. “Yeah?”
She nods. “It’s time.”
The air changes. Feels thicker, heavier. I swallow hard. “Are you sure that’s a good idea, sweetheart?”
“It needs to happen,” she says, rolling over to face me. Her hair’s a mess, eyes bright as wildfire. “I want you there. You said you’re serious about us—are you?”
I meet her stare. “You know I am.”
“Then prove it. Come with me.”
My throat’s dry as dust, mind already spinning with what that’ll mean—seeing her old man again, the one who asked me to stay away from his daughter.
She studies me, voice quieter now. “You are serious, right?”
I cup her jaw, thumb grazing her cheek. “Clementine Marie Holliday, I’ve never been more damn serious about anything in my life.”
She swallows, searching my face. “Then you’ll come?”
I hesitate just long enough for her smile to falter. “Yeah,” I finally rasp. “I’ll come.”
She exhales, the tension easing out of her shoulders as she presses her cheek to my chest.
I slide an arm around her waist and pull her closer, pressing a kiss into her hair. Her scent still clings to my skin—sweet and familiar.
My gaze drifts around her room—the stack of books on her nightstand, the blazer hanging off the back of her chair, the sirens still wailing just beyond the glass.
She’s built a whole life here—fabricated it out of nothing when her old one fell away.
So yeah. If she can give all this up—walk away from the world she made for herself, again—
Then I can damn well face her father tomorrow.
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YES. YOU. CAN. ?? How do we think that meeting will go? ??