AVA
Colton places a light peck on my inner thigh, causing a wave of goosebumps to break out across my skin. The tenderness of his kiss and his soft lips send my mind into overdrive.
“Such a beautiful little cunt,” Colt says gruffly against my clit. Then he sucks it into his mouth. I clutch the blanket, digging my fingers into it. All sense of time and place dissolve into nothingness. I feel only him, and it’s intense and heart-stopping. I’m losing my mind from how good it feels.
He sucks and licks, circling his tongue over my clit gently and slowly. It’s not aggressive or rough like some guys do it. He’s into this, roaming his hands over my thighs and higher, hiding them under the tee. Colton cups my breasts, playing with my nipples and drawing a moan out of my parted lips.
I catch his darkened eyes and see that he’s watching me. He wants to own every emotion, every moan, and every breath he pulls out of me. His tongue slides lower, teasing my lips, and I arch my back and spread my legs wider. I hold his gaze—a fire dances behind his irises. He’s turned on just because he’s giving me pleasure. I am a hot, wet mess, my body coated in sweat and my heart racing in my chest. He makes it all about me.
Colt plunges a finger inside me, and I whimper, covering my eyes with my hand. He pumps into me but stops working his magic on my clit. “Ava.”
I take my hand away and focus on him through blurry vision.
“I want you to look at me. I want to see you come, taste you on my tongue. Can you do that for me?”
“Yes,” I breathe. “Keep going, please, I’m so close…”
A cheesy smile flashes on his face, and the next moment his head is back between my legs, his tongue lapping over my clit. It’s wet, and his breath is hot, and I’m enjoying every second of it.
Suddenly, Colton curls his finger inside me while sucking on my clit, and I moan, fisting his hair in my fingers. “Oh, fuck.” I cry out, lifting my hips in sync with his movements. Up and down, in and out, lips and tongue. He speeds up, feeling my urge and driving me toward my limit without stopping. I come hard in no time, letting the feeling overwhelm me. I’m floating and absolutely blissful, curling my toes and making my body quiver.
“You taste so sweet,” he murmurs, kissing my knee. “Like honey.”
Grinning from ear to ear, I prop myself on my elbows and look at him. My body is still shaking from the orgasm. It feels euphoric, and I’m not sure if it has ever been like this before. “Never heard that.”
“Really?” His hands grip my hips firmly. “Then the guys you’ve been with are morons.”
“Or you’re just a sweet-talker.”
“Me? A sweet-talker?” Colton laughs heartily, standing up. “I’m the grumpy one. The grumpiest of the grumps.”
I eye his bulge in his briefs, a fire rekindling in my lower abdomen. He’s aroused and hard, and my memories bring back the feeling of his thickness. The girth of his cock is probably like nothing I’ve ever been with before.
“You’re not grumpy,” I retort. “You’re just…different.”
“In a good way, I hope.” He smirks, placing a hand on his dick, and I suck in a breath. “If you don’t want to have sex, that’s okay.”
Colton reads me with ease, and I sigh, sitting up straight and moving closer to him. I look up, meet his gaze, and place my palm on his cock.
“If you promise to go slow and be gentle.” I move my hand up and down, feeling him tremble. “You’re probably much bigger than I’m used to.”
He narrows his eyes, brows knit together. Pondering my words, he slowly lets them sink in. A satisfied grin crosses his lips. I just gave his ego a huge boost. As if it wasn’t big enough already.
“Take the shirt off,” he orders, pushing down his briefs. “Ava. Do it.”
If he thinks I can properly operate when he’s totally naked in front of me, he should think again. His body is absolute perfection. His ripped abs and the defined lines of his chest and shoulders make my mouth water. His muscular arms feel heavenly around my body, and his long, sculpted legs make my imagination run wild. Colton Thompson is a panty-dropper; just the sight of him sends me into orgasmic oblivion.
Nice to meet you, I’m Ava “Brainless” Mason.
“Ava, you’re still in my T-shirt.” Colt moves closer and steps between my legs, placing his knee on the bed. “Take it off.”
I roll my eyes, a bit confused by my own reaction. Since when do I like to be bossed around? Since when do I enjoy being obedient? Since Colton fucking Thompson, goddamn it.
He grasps my chin and forces me to look at him. I swallow hard, my nipples pebbling instantly. He bends down to look me in the eyes.
“Wh-what?”
“If I tell you to do something, you do it,” he states, and I stubbornly want to argue. I’m not his toy, I’m— “If you don’t want to do it, you tell me. Don’t stay silent. Please.”
And just like that, I’m ready for anything with him. Every little damn thing.
“I want you,” I hum, dragging his shirt up and tossing it aside. I put my hand on his cock, jerk it off once, twice, and then slide lower and palm his balls. He hisses, stepping back abruptly and reaching to his bedside table for a condom.
“Lie down and spread your beautiful legs. As wide as you can,” Colton tells me, shielding his cock in a condom.
I crawl back, nestling into the middle of his bed while he stalks over to me and settles between my legs. He teases my opening with the tip of his dick, feeling my wetness. Our eyes are locked on each other, and I feel as if I’m staring into a dark vortex. Unknown and tantalizing. Bewitching and mysterious. He’s unique and striking, and something strange forms in my chest. For a split second, I wonder if I will be able to escape this without falling in love with him. Oh God, I hope I’m—
My thoughts die as soon as Colt enters me, moving in carefully and out almost instantly. I seek his lips for a kiss, winding my hands around his neck and pulling him to me. His mouth hovers over mine as he continues to slide in and out, going deeper each time. I run my tongue over his bottom lip and catch it between my teeth.
“Kiss me,” I demand, and Colton obeys, covering my mouth with his. His kisses and thrusts are all I feel, all I can think of. I don’t want to be anywhere else, only with him.
He slides inside me to the hilt. I’m full. I’m so fucking full, and I love it. His mouth glides down to my jaw, then lower, to my neck, leaving light kisses all over my skin. My head bobs back, and I close my eyes just as he sucks on my skin.
“Does that feel good?” Colt whispers, meeting my gaze.
“You feel incredible,” I mumble as he speeds up his movements. My moans are loud, while his breath becomes shallow. I’m close to my second orgasm, so close that I know it’s going to hit at any moment.
Colton flicks his tongue over my nipple, sucking it into his mouth and grazing his teeth over it. My eyes roll back in my head. My mind is fuzzy, and I’m not sure I have it in me to hold it together any longer.
“Such a good girl you are, taking me so well…” And, hearing this, I orgasm. I’ve never come because of something my partner said. Until now. “Fuck…Ava…your pussy feels—”
Colt chokes on his words as I spasm around him. His strokes are fast and hard. My ass slaps against him, and the sound fills the room. He kisses me, taking my breath away, and that’s how he erupts too. A guttural groan scatters all over my lips.
Colton stays inside me as we kiss. He caresses my body with his hands, and I use this moment to feel him. His ass, his muscular back and broad shoulders. I love touching him. The feeling of his hot skin under my palms is tempting, and it lights my fire yet again.
He places an affectionate peck on my nose, and then he moves away. Colt takes the condom off, throws it into the trash can, and gets a new one from the bedside table. I grin, seeing him come over to me with his cock wrapped in another condom. He plops himself onto the bed, looking at me. I know what he wants without him saying anything.
Straddling his legs, I take his dick inside me, and he lets out something close to a moan. Oh my fucking God. He will be the death of me. His reactions are so open and honest, it sends my feelings into total overdrive, multiplying my arousal by a thousand. Why? Because I never thought this guy could be like that.
“Your tits are perfect,” Colton drawls quietly, palming my breasts and fondling them softly. He rubs my nipples between his thumbs and middle fingers, and my skin is burning. My clit aches, and I’m dripping again.
“What else is perfect?” I ask jokingly, but he shoots me a look, and my heart beats faster.
“You. You are perfect.” He puts his hand on the back of my neck, pulling me to him roughly. Our foreheads meet, and we stare at each other, both panting. “Fuck me, Ava. Now.”
And with his words, I lose myself in him. Again.
