COLTON
It’s your punishment.
I get that she’s upset I didn’t tell her about Helen and me. I get that she’s angry because that woman probably told her one or two very nasty things. I get all that—but saying no to me? When I was on my fucking knees? When I begged her to give me what I wanted? What the hell is that?
I’ve been pacing back and forth, for thirty minutes for sure, in the lobby. I pat my pockets, perfectly aware I don’t have cigarettes with me. And I need it now. I desperately want to smoke. Even one drag would help. I need to release some tension.
Heading out of the building, I stroll to my car in the parking lot. Quickly unlocking it, I slide inside. I reach the glove compartment, find a pack of cigarettes with only one inside, and exhale loudly. Tonight was too eventful for my liking, but it wasn’t as disastrous as I expected. Ava makes everything better.
I definitely met my match in her. She’s everything I want. She’s my fucking sun, and I revolve around her. Without her, I feel lost, as if the law of gravity isn’t working. I’m freaking Winnie-the-Pooh who can’t stay away from his honey—so why the fuck am I out here in my car?
Oh, Ava, you have no idea what you have dragged yourself into.
Spanking that fucking attitude out of her sounds way too good; the opportunity can’t go to waste. Smirking, I climb out of the car, lock it, and saunter back into the hotel, throwing the cigarette into the trash can on my way. Who needs nicotine when I have Ava? She’s my own drug, the only one I need.
Opening the door of our room, I cautiously step inside and close it behind me. It’s silent and dark since she pulled the curtains closed while I was out. I smirk, walking further and taking off my hoodie. I toss it onto the chair and strip off my pants and my boots, keeping my eyes on the prize. Ava is already asleep, curled into a ball in the middle of our bed with a blanket squeezed between her thighs. No wonder I always wake up without any blankets when she stays the night. I heard this joke about guys, how girls sometimes call them keepers. I have my own keeper now—a blanket keeper, to be precise. Only her face and her long brown hair are visible on the pillow. She looks so peaceful and so cute when she’s sleeping.
I will be twenty-two in April, but before her, I’d never spent the night with a girl. Sex, yes, but no one ever stayed the night, and I never stayed for cuddles either. Clay used to make fun of me, calling me “Mr. Bang Bang and Gone”. Not that it wasn’t the truth.
I climb into bed, slip under the blanket, and slowly wrap myself around her. My skin is colder than hers, and she shifts uncomfortably, still asleep.
Sorry, baby. Going to sleep without me was a bad idea. Especially after the stunt you pulled.
“Ava? Wake up, baby.”
“Colton…” she murmurs sleepily, eyes half open. Wiggling, she turns to face me. “What do you want?”
“You,” I say, holding her gaze. We’ve talked about things we like and don’t like when it comes to sex, and I know she doesn’t mind if I wake her up by going down on her. But right now, I want her to give me permission. Especially after she denied me what I wanted before. “Do you want me to make you feel good?”
She looks me in the eyes and then closes hers again. “Yes…”
Skimming my fingers over her skin, I put my palm on her belly, moving over her belly ring and then lower, to her tiny shorts. I drag them down to her knees and leave them there for now. Then I dive under the sheets, pull off her shorts completely, and force my way between her legs, making her open them for me.
I close my eyes for a moment and then bury my face in her pussy, teasing her clit with my tongue. I circle it slowly, kissing and then sucking on it lightly. I lick her cunt, lapping my tongue faster and then slowing down. Ava spreads her legs wider, her fingernails digging into my scalp. I slide my hands around her ass, keeping her still as I nibble on her clit. I feast on my girl, and nothing tastes sweeter than her.
Ava breathes louder and heavier as I start licking her faster. She’s soaking wet, and I can’t get enough of her. I kiss her pussy, worshiping every little part. Sliding my tongue deeper, sucking her clit harder. She arches her back, forcefully grabbing my hair in her fist and tugging. She comes loud; her legs are wobbly as I continue licking her dry. No way in hell will I let it go to waste.
“Colton…” She whispers my name as I toss away the blanket and sit up straight. I see the cutest smile playing on her lips as we lock eyes. “I was kinda punishing you.”
“My punishment is long overdue, Ava,” I snort, swinging my legs over the edge of the bed and jumping to my feet. “Come here.”
“Um, why?”
“Because we’re going to discuss your punishment for making me beg and still saying no.” I narrow my eyes. “Come here, Ava.”
She rolls her eyes but climbs out of bed. The only piece of clothing she has on is a tiny top, and dear God, it makes her breasts look amazing. She’s so fucking gorgeous in it, I quickly start losing my focus.
“What’s next?”
“Take it off.” I point at her top, and she obeys, tossing it on the bed. In the darkness of the room, her eyes are mesmerizing and inviting. I take a step closer, hovering over her and holding her gaze. “Get on your knees.”
Her lips part, and her eyes round. I’m not sure what she expected, but it definitely wasn’t this. She sucks in a breath and then slowly gets on her knees, looking up at me. Sweet baby Jesus, I could come right now. The view is fucking divine.
I push down my briefs, kick them away, and inch one step closer to her. I bend down and take her chin between my fingers, stroking my dick with my other hand. “Now open your mouth, baby. I want to see my cock deep down your throat. I want to hear you choke on it until I fucking come with your full lips wrapped around me.”
Ava licks her lips, and for a second I wonder if I’m taking it too far. But then she puts her hands on her knees, keeps her eyes on my face, and slowly parts her lips. Fuck, she’s perfect.
Carefully, I slide my cock inside her warm mouth, closing my eyes from the contact. Oh God, I’m definitely not going to last long. Ava swirls her tongue over the head of my cock, giving me light sucks and then squeezing my dick harder between her lips. She works magic with her tongue, grazing her teeth over it and drawing a hiss out of me every time she does. I fist her hair, adjusting myself and fucking her mouth. I don’t go deep at first, but the more pressure she adds, the more I’m tempted to give in.
“Right there, baby,” I groan. She cups my balls, massaging them and then tugging them down. I’m losing my mind from her caress, from her fucking lips and tongue. It’s the best blow job in the world because she’s the one giving it to me. “Fuck, Ava…you’re such a good girl…”
She squeezes my balls, and I dive deeper, deepthroating her. She chokes on my cock; her slurping sounds become louder. Tears form in her eyes, but she doesn’t stop. She doesn’t lean away. She lets me fuck her mouth as she massages my balls more and more. I fucking come in no time, filling her mouth with my cum. She swallows every drop I give her, and only then do I take a step back.
Ava bites her bottom lip, staring at me in the eyes. I want to experience everything with her. I pull her to her feet, grab her chin, and smash my lips onto hers. I can taste myself on her tongue, and it sends a rush down my dick, making it hard again. It wants to be in her pussy so bad.
I leave a trail of kisses down her throat as she reaches for my cock and wraps her hand around my shaft. No, baby, that’s not what I want. I twirl her around and push her onto the bed. Ava looks at me with her eyebrows knitted together. I bend down, quickly take a condom out of my pants, sheath my cock, and stalk over to her. “Get on all fours. Facedown. Ass up.”
“Oh my God,” Ava murmurs, doing as I say. She holds herself on her elbows and knees, giving me that sweet little cunt of hers. “You sound so bossy, and I want to call you daddy…and oh my fucking God. I’m sick in the head.”
Smiling coyly, I shake my head. Her dirty mind comes not only from the books she reads, but from the videos she watches. Her remark about it left me speechless the other day, while she was absolutely unaffected, telling me she and Layla were just curious. What a nasty little girl she is, and she’s all mine. I angle my cock and bury it in her pussy. “Call me whatever you want, Ava.” She feels amazing around my dick—a bit tight, just how I like it. “I’m going to stretch this pussy so fucking damn wide…”
“Fuck yes…”
I fuck her from behind, going steady and slow, as I want her to adjust to my size. She moans, her face hidden in the sheets. With each thrust, my cock goes deeper inside her, and I’m ready to proceed with my plan. I lift my hand and slap her ass, leaving my handprint on it. So fucking good. Ava whines and fists the sheets.
“Next time you want to punish me…” Another slap rings in the air. “Do whatever you want…” Another slap, a bit lighter this time. “But never forbid me from tasting you.”
My handprints on her skin look absolutely mind-blowing. She’s fucking mine. Only mine. I need her to tell me this. I need her to tell me she understands. “Am I clear?”
“Yes.” She props herself higher on her hands and catches my gaze over her shoulder. “Yes, Daddy.”
Fucking little brat. I wrap my arm around her waist from behind, helping her to stay on all fours, and fuck her harder. I’m balls deep inside her, and it feels better than anything. Better than anyone else. Ava arches her back and tilts her head up, and I wind my hand over her throat from behind so I can kiss her. She’s flexible, and I enjoy it to no fucking end.
“Who’s my fucktoy tonight?”
“Me.” She moans loud, and I see veins bulging in her hands as she grips the sheets tighter. “I’m your fucktoy, Colton.”
“Just for tonight?”
“Always.”
“Ready to come?” I’m on the verge, but I need her to be with me. I need her on the same wavelength. “Ready to swallow my cock?”
“Yes…fuck me, Colt. Harder…please.”
I cup her boob from behind and play with her nipple. I move faster, and she rocks her hips too, meeting me halfway. Greedy little brat, desperate for my cock. My body is covered in sweat as I fuck her harder, right until I feel her walls wrap themselves around my dick. Her orgasm is strong, and it pushes me over the edge too. I groan, spilling my cum in the condom as I grip her ass.
I slump down onto the bed, catching my breath. Ava climbs up further and pulls the blanket to cover herself. I smile at her, and she smiles at me in return. “I’m sorry for not telling you about my involvement with Helen.”
“Thank you, Colt. I hope you know I wasn’t angry because you slept with her. I just didn’t like looking like a fool in front of her. That’s all.”
“I know.” I gently run my fingers over her ankle and then stand up. “You have a few minutes.”
“Before what?”
“I’m not done with you yet.” I go to the bathroom and stop in the doorway. “Not sure we’re getting any sleep tonight.”
With that, I close the door behind me and hear her groan. She might be tired and want to sleep, but I know she wants my cock more. I’m going to make her ride me like only she can. I’m so full of lust for her, it’s maddening.
