15. Vulnerable Admissions
Afew hours later, after they’d swam enough, eaten all the burgers, fries, milkshakes and birthday cake they’d all finally left, giving them privacy. The sun was down and fireflies were out in the yard, casting a romantic vibe across the property. Colin looked down at her as she was waving to Mary, who followed the rest of them out to her car. She sighed, feeling content, happy that the day hadn’t been ruined for him. He took her hand and instead of taking her back into the house, he pulled her the rest of the way down the stairs and around the house to the path that led to the guest house.
“Colin,” she said, her brows pulled together. “What are we doing?” she asked, a little anxious.
He stayed silent and opened the door and led her in, pulling her through the house and down the hallway to the door that housed his secrets. He paused, turning his face to her.
“I want to show you this myself, not because you stumbled across it,” Colin said, hesitantly. His eyes searched hers.
Olivia bit her bottom lip and tucked a lock of hair behind her ear.
“Well…more like broke in. Wouldn’t you say?” she whispered, a small sad smile. She’d felt bad and probably would for a bit.
“Semantics,” Colin replied, a little half grin on his own face. He turned back to the door, typing in the code and opened the door. He flicked on the light before ushering her in, closing the door behind them. She did a slow circle, seeing a hole in the drywall that wasn’t there before. She flickered nervous eyes to him, knowing he put that there with his fist. She wasn’t sure which wall to turn to first, the wall with his family, or the wall with the family he killed.
She turned to his family.
He assessed her for a quick second as she stared at the photo of his mother. She was a beautiful, dark Latina woman. With dark hair, Colin shared a lot of her exotic features, however his build was strong, like his dad. His mom was petite and curvy. She had long flowing black hair, and her smile was so youthful and vibrant. Her heart broke.
“You look like her,” she whispered, half turning to Colin and wrapping her cover up tighter around herself.
“Yo soy lo único que vive de ella,” he said softly, his hands reaching out to touch her face in the picture reverently.
I am the only thing that lives on of her.
“Her name is Elena,” he whispered. Not was, is.
Olivia’s eyes widened, but she remained quiet for several seconds.“That’s a very beautiful name.” She reached out and grasped his hand in her small one, bringing his knuckles to her mouth to kiss. She stepped closer to him and leaned her head on his shoulder. Her gaze moved to the picture of him next to his mother’s casket. He looked so alone up there by himself.
“You’re the bravest person I think I know, Colin,” Olivia spoke again, a hint of awe in her voice. She meant it. She didn’t know how she would have gotten through her parents’ funeral without Vanessa and her grandpa. She couldn’t imagine having to do it alone, having to deal with the finances and all the other logistics it took to figure that out.
Her gaze snuck up to him, finding him watching her intensely as she stared at his family pictures.
She smiled slowly. “Can we put one of us up here?” she asked.
Colin smiled in return.
“Here, in the main house, everywhere. You’re going everywhere baby,” he said, leaning down to kiss her lips sweetly. Pulling back, he turned her to the other wall, his expression serious, before turning pained. The man really was traumatized, and she could see it clear as day when he looked at the family of five, staring back at them from their article on the wall.
She shivered as she stared at the adolescent boy, who had red hair and green eyes just like hers. She peeked up at him, frowning at the look on his face. It wasn’t right.
“Colin,” she said softly, reaching out to turn him to her. She pressed closer, wrapping her arms loosely around his waist, feeling the slabs of hard muscle under her fingers. She craned her neck to look up at him, her eyes flickering back and forth between his chocolate ones.
“They would be so happy, that their lives were the example that has surely helped millions of people all around the world live safer lives. Who knows how many you’ve saved with your software? You have reinvented what it means for safe driving. Kind of like how Prince Harry is reinventing how social media is regulated. I wish that this was more well known years ago; maybe my parents would still be here. But guess what, if they were still here, then Vanessa and I probably wouldn’t have you and Jonathan. Allison might not have been able to get the care that she needed. Life is a domino effect and we really have no say in why things happen. But we can control how we pick up the pieces and move on. My love, you’ve done such a good job at picking up the pieces of your life. Look what you’ve done with your trauma. Look at what you’ve turned their deaths into. It wasn’t meaningless. You honor them every day.”
Colin’s breath hitched, and he turned his eyes once more to the family before nodding once and pulling her the rest of the way to him. There in the windowless room he let go, holding on to the love of his life. Finally forgiving himself.
They were walking back to the house before he spoke again. “We need to talk about Judge Carmichael,” he said suddenly, really hating to bring him up, but he needed to inform Olivia of how serious the situation was.
She glanced sharply at him. “What about him?” she asked hesitantly, really detesting the man at this point.
“Gypsy has been in touch with me. He’s unhinged, Olivia. I’m going to have to give you a security detail.” He held up his hand when she rounded on him with a shocked look on her face. “No. Listen to me,” he said sternly, hardening his gaze and crossing his arms. She softened.
“The man is unhinged,” he repeated. “Sources, or rather spies, have reported erratic behavior. I planned on leaking that video of him assaulting you that night at the gala but he seems to be doing a good job at ruining his career himself. I wanted to wait until I had more ammo to put with the video to really solidify the deal, but he’s been careful to make sure nothing gets back to his name. He’s got other folks doing his dirty work.”
“Okay, but what’s this got to do with me? No one’s come after me and I’ve been gone for fourteen weeks,” she said, pissed. She didn’t want to have a security detail tailing her.
“Baby, three redheaded women around your age have gone missing since you’ve been gone. That’s another reason we thought something happened to you. I was about to go to the man’s house and kill him in cold blood. It was only when your money came that I realized you were alive,” he said, his voice coming out harsh. Olivia shivered.
“Okay but…the redhead thing could just be a…a…” she trailed off as her excuses sounded lame. Even to herself. Three redhead women going missing in the area was a huge red flag even she couldn’t ignore. She looked at him helplessly.
“But Colin, I don’t want security!” she whined, almost stomping her foot. Her eyes widened as he stepped towards her with a harsh look on his face. Her temper tantrum tested him and she knew that. She stepped back cautiously.
“Well thank God I don’t care to talk about what you want right now. But what I would like to talk about, are my bikes,” Colin growled, never ending his predatory steps against her. His face tightened in a slightly harsh expression as her eyes widened even further.
She shook her head slightly and her steps became more hurried.
“Your bikes?” she said nervously, licking her lips and sideswiping a table with an umbrella.
Biting her bottom lip as her calves hit a lounge, she fell back rather gracelessly before scrambling to the other side. He faked to her right, and she dove to her left, still walking backwards. She screeched when she took another step feeling the concrete suddenly drop off. Her stomach dropped when Colin reached out a hand and grasped her by the middle string of her bikini top. He let her hang there, arched over the edge of the pool backwards, her arms flailing.
“Yes, my bikes that you so thoroughly fucked up. All six of the ten in the garage, including your Porsche. It looks like you took great pleasure in annihilating them,” he hissed, getting in her face, his knuckles pressing in the space between her breasts. Olivia’s eyes flashed.
“You’ll just fucking have to get over it then, won’t you sir?” she hissed back.
They stared off at each other in a clashing of wills before he suddenly unclenched his fist and dropped her into the deep end. She screamed before landing with a splash, coming up sputtering. Colin stepped in after her, barely making a sound as he sliced through the water, coming up silently behind her. She was still trying to rub water out of her eyes. He banded an arm across her torso and dragged her underneath the waterfall of the grotto and into the expansive space inside.
When they got inside, he crowded her against the wall and voice activated ‘Olivia’s nasty playlist’ which had her arching her eyebrow. He placed his hands on the lip of the wall on either side of her and pressed close, his mouth skimming her jaw as a seriously indecent song came over the speakers. She turned her face slightly away from him, her breath hitching as Colin rubbed his large, masculine body on hers. Whimpering, she slapped her arms across her chest as he suddenly untied her bikini top, peeling it from her body slowly.
Colin lowered his eyes to hers. “Lower your arms, Olivia,” he said in his deep voice.
He waited patiently as she caught her breath, her arms falling away from her breasts slowly. The rumble in his chest deepened the more flesh she exposed to his gaze. She shivered at the look in his eyes as he stared at her erect nipples, he raised a hand slowly over her ribcage until he cupped a breast in his big hand. His arms looked thicker than she’d remembered, betraying hours spent in the gym these last few weeks. Her face flushed deeper and her sex slickened, thinking of his big hard body being unleashed on hers yet again. He caught her eye again, a slight smirk on his face as he suddenly moved and grasped her nipple harshly between his fingers.
Olivia cried out as he manipulated the nub between his fingers.
“Now,” Colin said sharply, his teeth flashed with a dangerously feral smile as he crowded her space. “Let’s have a very important conversation. We need to come to an understanding, and quickly.”
Olivia trembled as he pressed his hips deep into hers, grinding and pressing her unforgivingly against the stone wall behind her. Her hands came up to lightly rest on his biceps.
“You ever, under any circumstances, fuck up my bikes again, you will regret it whole heartedly. I will punish you and won’t even say a word. Not a warning. You won’t even know it’s coming. And there won’t be any pleasure involved in it for you. Just straight up pain. Understand?” he growled in his deep voice.
Olivia swallowed thickly, her eyelashes fluttering as she looked up at him.
“Yes,” she whispered, slipping her bottom lip between her teeth. She sucked in a sharp breath as his fingers suddenly pinched her nipple harder. His eyes hardened further; he was not playing with her.
“Yes what, mama?” he rasped, that Latin flavor coming out thicker.
“Yes sir,” Olivia panted as he brought his other arm up behind her, sweeping up her back to cup her nape. Colin’s hand tightened threateningly. She keened softly in her throat. He pressed even closer, getting good and even with her face.
“And if you ever leave me the way you left me again, you will be begging for mercy when I find you. I will relish tormenting you. I wouldn’t even let you know you were found at first, I’d play with you the way a cat plays with a mouse when it’s caught. I will break every bone beneath my teeth as you lay limp in my mouth. Even God himself wouldn’t dare interfere. And then I’ll put you back together just to delight in breaking you down again. Over and over,” he whispered, his lips skimming her jaw as his mouth moved to her ears.
“Take off your bottoms, Olivia,” he said, giving her ear lobe a little nip.
Olivia whimpered, the cool water around them feeling like it should be boiling, the heat and tension was so thick between them.
“Colin,” she whimpered, gasping as his hand flew up and popped her in the mouth. Not hard enough to be a slap, but hard enough to warn. Her heart banged excitedly, and she briefly toyed with the idea of asking him to do it again, except this time harder.
“I didn’t tell you to speak, and that’s not my name right now. It’s Sir. Nod your head yes if you understand, little girl,” he said, pulling back and giving her the coldest once over she’d ever felt from him. It dawned on her then, that this was the first time they’d been truly alone since he’d found her at her bungalow, on the other side of the world.
Olivia paled, her fright warring with her extreme desire and making her feel lightheaded. She tried to scooch to the side, squealing as he roughly yanked her back, fisting his hand in her hair and pulling her head back until the muscles and tendons twinged in her neck. She cried out in pleasured pain.
“I said nod your head if you understand,” Colin said, baring his teeth slightly. She then realized his control was extremely close to shattering, she couldn’t nod with him holding her like this.
She used all her strength and jerked hard against his hand, eyes watering as her hair pulled tight. He took the hand that was on her nipple and moved it to her side, where her ribs were.
“Spread your legs and bend your knees up,” Colin instructed, his chocolate eyes still boring deep into hers. “When I’m sinking into you, keep those green eyes on mine. Do not close them. I know you’re nice and swollen from the last two days of fucking, and I want to see the look in your eyes when you realize how hard this is about to be. For both of us,” he hissed, leaning down and pressing his lips against hers. He sucked her bottom lip into his mouth and bit down harshly.
He busied nibbling at her for a bit, while she did as he ordered and got herself into place for him.
Olivia panted as Colin pulled away from her mouth, placed a hand on the edge of the wall by her shoulder and lowered slightly, making room for the length of his dick. His eyes stared intensely into hers as he notched the broad head of his erection into her opening. Olivia started shaking, she could feel her swollen muscles protesting. His face tightened as he worked the first few inches in before stopping.
“What’s your safe word?” Colin suddenly asked, his brows drawn. His hips remained unmoving. and he grimaced as he felt her clench around the tip of his cock.
Olivia paled before flushing again.
Oh no.She whispered in her head, the blood began roaring in her ears. “Bunny,” she whispered, her eyes filled up with tears of equal parts trepidation and excitement at knowing how relentless he was about to be.
He grunted as he nodded, pressing his hips into hers harder, her flesh protesting.
“Jesus, you’re making me work for it again, huh?” he suddenly bit out, his eyes flashing.
Olivia let out a series of strangled moans as he sawed himself in and out of her against that secret spot inside of her. Her mouth fell open as she suddenly felt her bladder feel like it was going to explode before a hot wave of pleasure suddenly slid through her body, so intense that it stole her breath. Her skin pebbled with goosebumps and she felt the soles of her feet burn.
Olivia’s eyes widened at Colin”s wicked, knowing grin. He knew what he was doing to her. Letting out a surprised shriek, she had no warning before he fisted his hand in the skin of her ribs hard, and suddenly thrust sharp and firmly, seating himself all the way inside of her to the hilt. She threw her head back in a silent scream as the pain of his action mixed with her severe arousal and she orgasmed, her body twitching. She clawed at him unseeingly, feeling her nails rake down his shoulders, chest, biceps as she lost control of herself.
He suddenly lashed forward, his hand leaving her ribs to wrap around her throat, squeezing, pulling her face back down to his. He squeezed until her shuddering stopped and all that was left was ragged moans leaving her pink lips.
“Are you quite done? We have a lot more of that to get through,” Colin gritted, loosening up his grip and listening to her as she inhaled rather harshly.
“Yes,” Olivia gasped, her eyes struggling to stay on his as she panted. “Sir,” Another gasp of air before he tightened his fingers again, this time on the sides of her neck, cutting off her circulation but letting her breathe. He leaned down to her face as he pulled all the way to the tip and thrust back in with a sharp snap of his hips, and Olivia rejoiced at the feel of her buttocks beating against the side of the pool.
“Now, I’ll make love to you later. But right now, I’m itching for a good old fashioned raw, hard, fuck with my wife, you irritating bitch,” he growled, the water splashing around them as he made good on his promise.
”Call me a bitch again,” she gasped, biting her lip hard as a tiny thrill shivered down her spine.
Colin leaned forward placing his mouth to her ear. ”You”re my bitch, understand?” He treated her to a harder than normal thrust as they both fed into their desires of leaning more into the degradation clause of their contract they hadn”t utilized much. He missed a beat in his rhythm at how hard she tightened around his cock at his words.
He punished her for throwing him off by hooking her leg over one of his arms. Yanking her wider, he treated her to several hard grinding shoves of his hips into hers, making her cry out.
All Olivia could do was dig her nails in and hang on as he beat his flesh into hers, listening to his growls and sex groans as he unleashed himself. A tear splashed out on her cheek with the intensity of the moment and he chuckled darkly, leaning forward to lap it up before placing his lips to her ear again.
“What’s the matter, love? Don’t want to be fucked by the big bad wolf anymore?” he taunted, before lowering further and latching onto her neck at her jugular with an animalistic growl, biting down hard. Olivia jerked in shock, pushing against him with her hands as she orgasmed, a high-pitched wail resounding around the grotto as he thrust harder.
“Scream all you want to baby, no one can hear, and no one is here to save you from me. I love the way you cry for me, I swear it makes me stronger,” Colin said, never ending his harsh thrusts into her body. He gave her two more mind blowing orgasms, ignoring her fists beating into him before he disengaged with effort and carried her sobbing from the pool.
“Beautiful,” he said as he walked them at an unhurried pace to the house.
“You’re fucking evil,” she whimpered, her head lolled against his shoulder as he carried her into the house. He stopped by the refrigerator and grabbed two bottles of water before turning towards the elevator. She stayed limp in his arms, already resigning herself to a night that seemed like it was going to be even more raw and intense than their night at the gala.
Colin turned her head and caught her eye.
“I’m going to let you in on a little secret baby girl. I never claimed to be good,” he whispered down at her, a grin tipping the corner of his mouth. She shivered as he opened the elevator door, shooting them up to the top floor. He banked a right, walking them into their bedroom. Olivia kept her face buried in his neck, still feeling too shy. Too raw. But of course, Colin wasn’t having that. He sat down their water and pulled her head away from his neck easily.
“I want you to sit on my face for a while,” Colin said darkly, turning them towards the bed and ripping down the covers. Olivia flushed as his words registered.
“What do you m-,” she started.
“Exactly what I said,” Colin replied. He tossed her onto the bed and then crawled in after her, reclining to his back and snatching her wrist when she tried to retreat. The music continued on into the bedroom, the filthy playlist lyrics making her blush even harder. His demand made her feel even more shy.
“But…but I get really wet, Colin,” she said, stuttering around her words and pulling against him futilely. “No!” she cried out as he suddenly yanked her on top of him and maneuvered his big shoulders between her legs, hooking her calves and heels under his arms. His hands wrapped threateningly around her hips and tightened. Olivia awkwardly kept herself raised over him, averting her eyes as her face reddened even more. She cried out in surprise as he slapped her ass cheek several times in succession, the stinging and burning feeling spread throughout her thigh and back.
“What the fuck is my name?” he barked, his eyes glittering up at her.
“Sirrr,” Olivia moaned, wriggling on top of him. “Oh God,”
“He can’t save you, Olivia. Now Sit. Down!” Colin snarled, feeling his control snap. He snatched her hips and yanked her down to him, sucking her clit into his warm, wet mouth before he tightened his teeth on her and drawed it out slowly, biting at her and giving her another burning sensation for her to suffer through.
Olivia screamed, the pleasure of the pain shocking her further, feeling herself squirt on his face and his neck. She jerked above him as he attacked her pussy with gusto. His loud groans and sex sounds mixed with the sounds of him smacking against her like she was the greatest snack he’d ever found. He pulled back and licked her gently through her orgasm before settling his lips around her again in a tight suction. She felt herself bobbing, her thighs clenching and unclenching as he helped her on and off his mouth lewdly. His slight beard scraped against her inner thighs, his breaths puffing over her mound and her lower stomach, making her clench, wanting something inside of her. Her skin misted with sweat and her toes curled, waiting.
The wet, smacking sounds amplified. He gave her abused flesh a little nibble with his lips and she broke again, trying to flinch away from him and the indescribable pleasure he was giving her. His fingers tightened further as his elbows drew her legs in securely against his torso. He suddenly sank all of his fingernails into her ass and gripped her harshly. Olivia moaned and flinched at the pain, knowing she was going to be bruised tomorrow.
He pulled away suddenly, glaring up at her.
“How does it feel, princess, to know you can’t get away?” he said again, taunting her.
His mouth went back to her swollen clit as he twisted his head slightly and did something with his lips and teeth that made her eyes cross and her whole body tighten up. Her fingers clenched tightly as a sheen of sweat misted on her skin. He kept with the movement, not letting up. Her pelvis twitched as all the nerves in her body suddenly felt like they congregated to that one spot between her legs, and he was taking a whip and striking all of them at the same time. Her breath froze in her lungs as she jerked on top of him silently, unable to draw a breath. The tight feeling in her legs relented, and she inhaled on a ragged gasp of air, once, twice before arching her back as her muscles froze again. Without warning her, he locked his teeth on her clit hard.
“Oh my fucking GODDD!! Sir! NO!!!” Olivia screamed, her shouts echoing throughout the room and yet he still persisted.
She threw her head back and let out a series of broken moans, unable to speak, jerking and flinching anew in his grip, not caring about the clutching force of him holding her to his face like this. Her breasts swelled to the point of pain, her nipples almost numb. Overwhelmed and desperate for relief of any kind, she brought up her hands and clawed at her breasts, squeezing tight to relieve the pressure. She felt tears splash to her chest as she gripped both her nipples in her fingers and rolled. Her vision went hazy as she heard a grumble deep down in his chest.
He was watching her desperately play with herself.
Olivia sounded like a damn animal thrashing above him. She was grinding on him, trying to get him to cease that evil latch he’d had on her clit, but in response he tightened his fingers even further into her flesh, keeping her poised exactly where he wanted her.
“Fucccckkkkk,” Olivia cried, feeling herself squirt again, more than she’d ever had before this time. Her inner thighs and her knees were wet, and she sagged as she realized she’d damn near flooded the bed beneath them. He unlocked his jaw and with a gentle suckle, he let go and pushed her down to a dry area. She was so weak she couldn’t move, helpless to fight against him. He efficiently positioned her on her back, with her head hanging off the bed and made her face the floor-length mirror. Olivia keened as she got her first look at his hard body poised over hers in the reflection.
She was nothing more than prey for him.
Her legs were splayed wide, and her knees were hiked high as he towered over her. Her nipples, neglected, were pulled tight and pointing to the ceiling. They were both breathing hard when they met each other’s eyes in the mirror. He gave her another wicked grin, chuckling at her distress before leaning down to take her right nipple in a harsh nibble. Her sex clenched painfully. And right then and there, she vowed to never leave this man.
The making up was too raw.
Colin grunted as he thrust inside her clasping pussy with effort. “Let me in,” he demanded, meeting her eyes in the mirror once more. Fisting the sheets in his hands, his eyes narrowed threateningly at her.
Olivia”s mouth dropped open as she saw her juices gleaming on his chin, his jaw, his neck, and his chest.
“I’m trying,” Olivia whimpered, her voice coming out in a whine.
She knew she was swollen, she felt split apart and he wasn’t even halfway inside of her. She cried out as he fitted his arms into her knees, rolling her back further and wrapped his hands around the tops of her arms, holding her immobile.He looked down at her sternly and her heart fluttered at his reprimanding look. She licked her lips with nervous excitement.
“I’m going to break this pussy and there’s not a fucking thing you can do to stop me, is there?” he said, his deep voice penetrating her brain and making her throb hard around him.”Did you think I was just going to take it easy on you when we got back, hmm? Answer me.”
Olivia shook her head. ”No sir,” she whispered.
”If you did, you know me way better than that at this point. I am not taking it easy on you, I don”t care if it”s been fourteen weeks since you”ve last had my cock in you, you should have thought about that before you ran.” Colin leaned down closer, scraping his beard against her jaw, making her whimper. ”But thank you for tightening it up for me in my absence. Your cunt feels amazing.”
Olivia”s jaw dropped in shock at his words before her face pinched and she inhaled on a ragged gasp.
He tightened his abs and mercilessly jammed the rest of his heavy thick length inside of her. She let out a strangled, desperate scream that she quickly cut off. She tasted copper, having bitten her lip with the effort to not scream. He lowered his head once more and took a tight nipple into his mouth, sucking hard, licking, biting. Every nip sent a zing of fire to her pussy. She was so sensitive and wound so tight it felt like if he bit hard enough, she’d break in half.
Nibbling at her in earnest, he’d begun those delicious drives, bouncing off her pussy. It was so sexual, so untamed, that she orgasmed just off the sight of his hips beating off hers. She purred, her teeth baring, flinching as he moved his mouth to the other nipple and bit down. A hot flash of unbearable teeth grinding arousal suddenly hit her and her mouth dropped open as she swung her head up, tears falling from her eyes. She stared wildly into his chocolate eyeseeling her body bob up and down with the force of him taking her.
Her heart raced in panic.
“Nooooo, sir please, please! I’ll be a good girl. I promise! I’ll be a good girl for you! I’ll be a good girl, I’ll be a good girl!” Olivia’s whispered words crescendoed into a scream as she lost her mind, her nails dug sharply into him, feeling manic. Suddenly scared that he was going to kill her like this, that one of the orgasms he was going to give her was going to make her heart fail. Her nails clawed into the mattress and she felt one tear as he suddenly leaned forward into her face, growling.
“Oh now the bitch can be a good girl, huh? You haven’t been acting like a good girl, so I’m going to treat you like what you are. You’re my fucking whore ass wife. So shut the fuck up and open up,” he said roughly, moving one of his arms higher, hitching her leg up further and snatching her head back by her hair. This movement widened her hips even more and he somehow ground a little deeper, drawing a hard flinch and hiss from her. She moaned, her sex spasming. She loved when he talked dirty to her.
“You want me to go easy on you, after what you did to me?” he snarled at her, slinging his hips against hers repeatedly.
“Yeeesss,” she cried. He leaned into her face once again, staring into her green eyes.
“Well guess what mama? I. Don’t. Give. A. Fuck,” Colin whispered. His own eyes wild as he serviced her body with his.
Olivia could feel that every retreat of his cock took effort as her pussy was clamped so tight around him that it was making little sucking noises with the movement. He lowered to her breasts once more.
“Jesus fucking Christ your body’s amazing,” Colin said sharply, his sweat drops hitting her body and mixing with hers. She stopped breathing as she suffered through another orgasm, this one way different than the others. Her toes curled and her body bowed under his, the hot feeling saturated her from her head to her toes. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head, short gasping sounds leaving her mouth. He looked up and slapped her across the face rather harshly, bringing her back.
“No fucking passing out for you, amor. Don”t give up on me yet, we’re not done,” he drawled, sounding like the devil himself.
“Sir,” she whispered weakly, her hands feeling for his thighs blindly.
“I’m right here Olivia, and I’m never letting go. By the time tonight’s through you’re going to understand that. Or your body will, whether your mind wants to or not,” he whispered darkly, leaning forward and licking into her mouth. His drives slowed, becoming more sensual and less crazed as he circled, twisted, and screwed his hips into hers, finally making love to her like he promised. He just had to get that raw hard fuck out of the way first.
Now they had all night.
***
Hours later, Colin reclined against the pillows and the headboard with one arm propped under his head and his other arm cradling Olivia against his chest. She was currently nestled in between his legs, her soft body lying on top of his. He could feel her belly expanding against his inner thigh and she rested her head on his stomach. He smiled as he felt a droplet of drool hit his skin.
He’d put her to sleep alright.
Colin reached orgasm twice before finally letting her go, reluctantly. Her body was spent, and though he knew he was depraved, he wasn’t evil like she claimed he was earlier. So, taking mercy on her in his own time, he’d laid with her afterwards, kissing her, and rubbing her hair. Giving her care until he was sure she was lucid enough to carry into the shower. He’d sat her on the little bench in the shower and soaped her from head to toe before washing himself, feeling sad to take her scent off him.
Colin’s cock twitched when he remembered how he’d roughly slammed her reluctant body onto his face, and the feel of her juices gushed out on him. He’d missed her so much he wanted to drown himself in her. He refrained from telling her that though, seeing as she was still shy with him, despite their very raw style of lovemaking. His hand came up from rubbing her back to caress her hair in long strokes, feeling her snuggle even deeper into him.
Colin smiled as he replayed her crying out repeatedly how she would be a good girl for him if he’d just stop, knowing that the pleasure was making her delirious. He fucking loved that, ate it up. He wanted to fuck her right now to see if he could get her to beg him like that again.
It was so sweet, warming his sadistic little heart. He dropped a kiss to her forehead, seeing her cheek smashed against his pec, her breathing coming out steadily through her plump lips. Her eyes moved behind her lids in a dream. She was in REM sleep, looking peaceful and content. She smiled suddenly with a small giggle, before her face relaxed again. He wondered what she was dreaming about.
He’d put on fifteen pounds of muscle since she’d disappeared, needing something to occupy his mind; to take his thoughts away from the what ifs. So he tortured his body for hours more in the gym than he was used to. He frowned as he realized his sweet girl wasn’t used to his stamina, having barely been used to it before she’d ran. Curious, he tugged the sheet lower, seeing a bruise form on her ribs where he fisted her skin in his hand as he slammed her down on him in the pool. Tugging the sheet more, he revealed more bruising all over her hips in the shape of his handprints. His dick immediately became hard again.
She stirred slightly before resettling.
Colin scooched down further in the bed and closed his eyes, careful not to wake her up. Ignoring his hardening erection, he breathed deeply, inhaling her scent. He’d missed her so much he didn’t want to let go of her, even to sleep. It took some time, but he fell into slumber with her still cradled against him, having the most peaceful sleep he’d had in almost four months.