Eleven
COLTON
I hear the door of my house open and slam shut.
I walk into the main entrance hall to see Pearl standing there.
She’s wearing the red dress that goes to her knees with little red heels, and her hair flows around her.
There’s also a backpack on her shoulder.
She looks like what fire would look like if it were a person.
Incredible to see, but it can hurt you if you’re not careful. Then again, it can warm an old cold heart.
“What are you doing here?” I ask her.
I haven't seen Pearl since the night at the school. I just sent her the email, and I have been actively trying to avoid her since she so easily shatters my control. I was ignoring her because it would be too easy to ignore the consequences and just take her. And I was right because that’s exactly what I want to do now that she’s standing inside my door.
“I asked you, Pearl. What are you doing here?” I raise my voice, hoping to scare her away.
But my voice does nothing. Pearl stands there looking at me like a dragon waiting to breathe fire.
“I know you feel things for me, Colton,” she says. To see her standing in front of me, there’s nothing I want to do more than hold her for eternity.
She takes out a folded piece of paper and rips it apart in front of me.
I assume it's the email I sent since there’s no other reason for her to do that.
I watch the little pieces of paper fall to the ground.
Then I look up to see Pearl wiping her tears and standing tall. As if to defy me for the letter.
“Look, Pearl. We can't do this. I’m much older than you. Your father and I are friends. You have to go,” I say, hoping the thought of her father might change her mind.
“But I want you,” Pearl says, trying to reach for me, but I back away. Nothing will keep me from fucking the living shit out of her if she touches me. It’s almost too much that she’s standing in my house in her dress that matches her red hair.
Fuck! This girl will be the end of me, I swear. Probably by her father beating the crap out of me.
“Fuck! Pearl.” I grumble and roughly slide my hands through my hair.
What she says next excites me and shakes me to my core.
“I love you, Colton. I always have.”
I stop in my tracks. She loves me.
Pearl loves me.
Frustration claws at me, knowing I could have her. If I didn't care so much, I could take her and make her mine like I want to. But I do care too much.
Maybe it doesn't matter? Pearl feels the same way I feel for her. She loves me.
I pace around the room.
Fuck! I don’t know what to do. She comes in here and drops a big bombshell like that. How am I supposed to handle it? Tell her that she’s naive and young and doesn’t know what love is? Tell her I don’t feel anything toward her? That’ll break her heart. Especially since it’s not true.
“I know you feel something for me, Colton,” she whispers behind me. She has her hands in her lap but is looking at me straight on.
“I know you feel something, but you’re too afraid to admit it. I need you to say it out loud. Say it out loud to me,” she continues.
When I say nothing, she repeats the damning words. “I know how I feel. I love you, Colton,”
Her admission makes me shiver. Fear mixed with need, lust, and want. What her father might do still bothers me. How her father might be toward her if we become lovers bothers me.
My insides scrunch, and I need to either fuck her or punch a wall. Adrenaline courses through my veins, and I have nowhere to put it.
All my feelings come bubbling up to the surface. Everything from parent issues to liking Pearl. Everything. The hard work I’ve put into making my life perfect, and then Pearl comes into the picture, and I don’t know what to do with that.
Frustration boils over, and I yell out
“You threaten everything about the life I’ve created. And you know what the worst part is? I can’t blame you for any of it because it's not your fault!”
Pearl looks at me without a touch of anger or sadness on her face.
No pity either. I walk right up to her face and breathe in her scent.
I shouldn't be this close, but I need to be. She both riles me up and calms me down; whether I care to admit it or not, I need her. It may be wrong for an old guy like me to want someone as young as her. Someone who hasn’t seen much of the world or met that many people. But I can’t let her have anyone else.
I can’t let anyone else have her.
Let. Ha! No one lets Pearl do anything. She takes what she wants. Does what she wants. She always has.
“I want you,” she growls. “And if you don’t want me, then just say if because I—” I stop her words with a kiss.
I plunge my hands in her hair and tug her head back to get the proper angle to give her the best kiss I have in me. To show her my desperation for her. My love for her.
Maybe it's all worth the risk since...
I love her.
As I kiss her, my hands roam up and down her body. I grab her dress and throw it over her head, tossing it on the floor. It breaks our kiss for a moment, but my lips instantly return to hers. Then, I lift her into my arms and carry her to my bedroom.
“Do you have any idea how you make me feel?” I growl at her.
I’m both riotously turned on and maddeningly frustrated.
Her body, her voice, and her innocence turn me on.
I'm also frustrated because she’s talking to other men, and I want her so badly that I don’t know what to do.
My best friend's daughter. That’s the woman I’ll be balls deep in a moment.
I can’t imagine how it’ll change everything—my relationship with Greg and his with Pearl.
I can't ruin their relationship. But I can’t stop. I won’t stop.
I practically throw her naked body onto my bed.
She wasn’t wearing a bra or panties under that dress and seeing her completely bare gets me impossibly harder.
She giggles as she lands on the bed and shuffles around, so she’s on her back.
She looks so beautiful. Her long red hair fans my pillows.
Her pale body contrasts with the navy blue sheets under her.
“I want you to know, whatever happens, I’m with you,” I promise her.
I look her in the eyes as she looks into mine.
“You’re my everything. I can’t predict the future other than knowing I’ll have you by my side forever. Do you understand? Do you understand that you can’t go back if you choose me?” I ask her.
I want her to know that whatever this creates, she’s committed to us. She won't run away, and neither will I.
“Yes, Colton. I love you. I’m yours,” she says, and that’s all I need to hear.
I kiss her again, then stand to take my clothes off. I rip off my suit jacket, shirt, pants, and socks.
I stand up confidently before her in all my nakedness. Pearl takes her bottom lip in her mouth and looks me up and down. I swear I can feel the heat from her eyes on my body.
She stares at my cock that’s standing straight and leaking. It weeps for her, and she knows it. She knows how much I want her. Now I’m going to show how much my body wants her. Just a hard cock is not good enough.
I kneel down and rub my nose against her heat. I hear Pearl moan, and I do it again. Then I give her pussy one long lick.
“Oh, God,” I groan.
She tastes so good—like honey.
I lick her again, and we both groan.
Pearl starts wiggling her hips, so I wrap an arm around her to keep her still as I lap her juices up. The more turned on she gets, the more of her juices I get. I sink a finger into her.
“Oh, fuck. Colton,” she moans.
I growl against her pussy and pump my finger in and out of her. Sliding my hand up to her breast, I cup her soft globes. I lick at the little bundle of nerves, and she clenches around my digit.
Then I add a second one and that draws out a moan from her.
Pearl's hands claw against the sheets as her orgasm builds. I keep at it. Finger-fucking her gently and rubbing her clit with my tongue.
I keep pumping and she is so close to coming. Her pants become more frantic, then with a flick to her clit she explodes. Her head thrashes against the pillow. Her mouth is open, and a silent scream comes out of her.
Fuck.
I coax two more orgasms from her before licking my fingers and crawling up her body, leaving kisses on every inch of her skin. Her moans fill the room, and when I finally reach her mouth, I inhale that sweet voice.
I look down at my angel with hooded eyes and pink cheeks. I cup her face and lightly kiss her all over her face. I feel her hands trail up my back. Her nails are digging into my body. It makes me shudder with desire. She slides her hand down in the front of my body and caresses my cock.
“Have you ever touched a cock before?” I ask her.
She shakes her head no.
“You’re so innocent,” I whisper into her ear.
She lightly giggles and moves under me. Wiggling her hips. I get up on all fours and look down at her perfect face.
“You’re really something, angel,” I say, and then I realize I don't have any condoms.
I haven't had sex in years, so it didn't seem like something I needed.
“I don't have any condoms, baby,” I tell her, and she smiles.
“I do,” she says, sliding off the bed, going to her bag, and pulling out a new box of condoms.
“You brought your own?” I ask.
“Yes. I told you I want you, Colton. In every way. I came prepared to have you.”
I give her a big kiss before taking the condom from her and ripping it open, sliding it on my cock.
“Colton,” she whispers, “I’m a virgin.”
I stop and look at her.
“You’ve been saving the pretty pussy for me, haven't you?” I say.
My dick hardens even more, knowing I’ll be the first man, and only man, who will be inside of her.
Pearl nods.
“Tell me,” I demand.
She grins and says, “Yes.”
I slide my fingers back inside her and massage her pussy. I want to get her nice and soft so it’ll hurt less when I slide inside her. I want to make this memorable for her first time only happens once.
Manipulating her with my fingers, I get another orgasm out of her. I kiss her lips and drink in her screams.
God, this was better than I ever imagined, and I haven’t even had sex with her yet.
I get on all fours and lower my hips, lining up my cock with her cunt.
“You ready?” I ask.
“Yes, Colton. Take me. I want you so bad.”
I slide in slowly, nearly blacking out from the pleasure.
Fuck! She’s so tight and hot and wet, and it takes every fiber of my control not to start plowing into her. Suddenly I feel Pearl flinch, and I stop.
“Baby,” I coo into her ear.
“Don’t stop,” she says and wiggles her hips.
“I won’t, baby,” I promise and sink deeper.
The clenching alone is almost enough to make me come, but I hold out.
I look at Pearl as I begin to move inside her.
Her mouth opens in a perfect ‘O’. I pick up the pace after a few minutes.
I go faster and faster, and Pearl claws at my back.
Her back arches, and she pants in my ear.
I hold onto her shoulders and plow into her.
Our bodies are wet and slipping against each other.
I feel Pearl clench tighter as she comes all over my cock.
“Oh, God! Colton! Yes, yes, yes,” she moans, and I come with her.
“Gah, fuck! Baby. Pearl,” I groan as I empty my seed into the condom. I slide out of her and lay beside her as we catch our breaths.
I lie on my side and look at Pearl. Her eyes are closed, and her stomach rises and falls with her breath. I just stare at her, mesmerized by her beauty. After some time, Pearl realizes the silence and opens her eyes to look at me.
“Hi,” she whispers.
“Hi,” I whisper back.
I reach the end of the bed and cover us in the bedsheets.
We just look at each other for God knows how long. I memorize the lines in her skin, the freckles that line her face. I hadn't taken off my glasses, so I could see her completely. She looks beautiful, sated and happy.
I try to hang on to that happiness for as long as possible. But after a while, I can’t help my mind going to her parents. My friends. Thinking what they might think of us together. I know I won't let her go, so it's a matter of trying to keep the peace with everyone when the shit hits the fan.
My smile falters, and so does Pearl’s.
“Your dad,” I say plainly.
“My dad,” she says and huffs a big breath. “I'm not afraid to tell him,” she says, and I look at her
My brave woman. Confrontation is something Pearl is good at. She speaks her mind always and is not afraid to tell you why you’re wrong.
The question is: am I?
Am I afraid of telling Greg how I feel? On the one hand, I shouldn't assume Greg will freak out and punch me in the face. On the other hand, I wouldn't blame him if he did.
I hoist up onto my elbow and look down at Pearl. I look at the clock and see it's almost four pm.
“Dinner time. I’ll go to your house with you, and we’ll tell him together,” I say, and Pearl nods.
“Before or after dinner?” she asks jokingly but simultaneously seriously.
“After,” I say immediately. Greg has the worst hangry attitude I’ve ever seen. No way do I want to break the news like that.
“Okay, after,” she says, comes up to my face, and gives me a kiss.
My cock wakes up, and I slide Pearl under me for round two. We have a couple hours before dinner, and we take full advantage of them.