by Kelly Harper
Collin hugged her just a little tighter.
“Actually, I had something else in mind… I have a feeling the pool is going to be crowded with all the new guests that showed up, and I’d much rather keep you all to myself.”
Bre cocked an eyebrow and gave him another sideways look.
“What did you have in mind?”
Chapter Fifteen
Bre’s jaw dropped when she discovered where Collin was taking her.
“This place has a theater?” she shouted, disbelievingly.
Collin beamed at her.
She didn’t know how it was possible that she’d missed it while walking all around the mansion, but she was definitely staring at the entrance to a movie theater—complete with a ticket booth, movie posters, terrible carpeting, and everything. There was a tiny lobby, just inside, complete with a concession stand. Bre looked around in amazement as Collin fired up the popcorn machine and threw a few hotdogs on a rolling grill.
“This place really is insane,” she said. “You know that, right?”
“I would have brought you here earlier if I’d known you like movies so much.”
“Are you kidding? I grew up on movies!” She cringed when she realized what she’d said. “Is that one of those things I’m not supposed to tell you?”
Collin shook his head, still beaming.
“Don’t worry about it. I’m just glad you like it. After everywhere we’ve gone today, I thought it would be nice to spend the evening hiding ourselves away.”
“I couldn’t agree more.”
They grabbed drinks and snacks and made their way into the theater, where Bre promptly had another meltdown.
Just like anyone would expect, there was a huge screen on the far wall. At the back of the room were two rows of seating. The far back row had recliner seats while the front row had nice executive chairs pulled up to a bar. She imagined it was perfect for anyone who wanted to enjoy a meal while watching a movie.
But none of that was what really set this place apart. What really jumped out at her was the area where all of the other aisles of seating should be…
The entire center of the theater was open and looked like it was made of a giant, fluffy pillow. Haphazardly arranged on it were all types of cushions, pillows, and even tiny tables. Bisecting the playful cushioned area and the two rows in the back was the largest couch Bre had ever seen. But it didn’t look like a regular couch. Instead, it looked like it had been made out of a single, huge beanbag chair. She didn’t even know where to begin.
Thankfully, Collin took the lead and kicked off his shoes before walking onto the gigantic play area—she had no idea what else to call it—where he set their snacks on one of the tiny tables. She joined him while he turned on the digital entertainment system that controlled the theater. The enormous screen showed an endless listing of movies to choose from.
It was all so overwhelming that Bre agreed when Collin suggested an eighties movie called War Games with Matthew Broderick. She’d seen it a few times as a kid but didn’t really remember much about it. Not that she could really pay attention to the movie with all of the peaceful excitement running through her. Sitting there watching movies with Collin was the absolute perfect ending to what might have been one of the best days of her life.
They moved to the huge bean bag couch for the second movie. It was even more comfortable than it looked! Since it was Bre’s turn to pick, she went with her all-time favorite—though she was good and kept that fact to herself—Gone In Sixty Seconds. As the movie played, the energy between them dwindled like a candle nearing the end of its wick. They’d had a long day and exhaustion was consuming both of them.
Before falling asleep Bre wondered what life would be like in New York City if she and Collin were actually dating. Based on her day with him, she imagined it would include a lot of wild and crazy sex all over the city. But after sharing this intimate night with him she couldn’t help but wonder if there could be a whole lot more between them than just sex.
More questions bothered her… Was she really going to be able to walk away from him when this was all over? Or was she going to do something about it?
Bre didn’t even know what she could do. She’d never been in this kind of situation before. Everything she felt was foreign to her, and after her day of wild and crazy sex with Mr. Rules, she was way too exhausted to answer any of those questions.
She needed to sleep on it. Hopefully that would give her the time she needed to process things. She knew she was in for more vivid dreams that night, she just hoped they didn’t torment her too much…
Chapter Sixteen
Bre was in her garage, working on her Mustang Fastback. The timing was off, and if she could just get her damned timing light to work she could get it all sorted out.
Where was Collin when she needed him?
He was probably hard at work, making all the money to pay their bills so she could spend her time fixing vintage cars with Ray. It was so nice to have her dad back in her life after so long. Collin was the best thing that ever happened to her…
Collin was sitting in the front seat. He pressed the throttle so she could listen to the belts and bearings. The engine sounded perfect. Collin was perfect. He’d helped her fix it and it was adorable that he had no clue what he was doing.
That’s what she liked about him most: he always managed to do the right thing, even when it was unintentional. It was like he could literally do no wrong…
Bre was in the passenger seat of the Mustang. They were driving down the P.C.H. Just the two of them, the coast, and the setting sun. The only way life could get more perfect was if she could have Collin in her mouth, for old time’s sake. He always did so much for her and he deserved to know just how much he meant to her.
She would suck him off every hour of every day if he would let her…
Bre was on top of Collin, riding him with his cock deep inside of her. He was still in the driver’s seat, but they were pulled over. The sun was still setting. Everything was perfect. She wanted the perfect moment to go on for ever and ever.
She twirled her hips and arched her back, letting him get an eyeful of exactly what he wanted to see. She knew how much her body turned him on. Knowing she could make him feel that way turned her on even more. She craved his love in a way that she never thought she could. Why had no one told her that things could be this nice? She should have tried this a long time ago.
Give it to me. Fill me up. I want all of you.
She rode him harder.
She wanted everything he had. He had all of her, so it was only fair.
Why wasn’t he coming? Was she doing something wrong?…
Bre was on the hood of the car, facing the coast. The sun was a bare sliver on the horizon. The dusk light was low and the shadows were long. And the sensations coursing through her made her feel like she was one with the entire universe.
Bre fondled her breasts. Her nipples were hard as pebbles. Her legs were spread as wide as they could possibly go and Collin’s face was buried between them. His tongue explored inside of her. It was so eager, like it was the first time it was ever tasting her. He pressed it deeper and deeper while watching her. Always watching.
Their eyes locked together. The intensity between them was something she never thought she could handle, but now she loved it. She loved him.
Why didn’t she realize that things could be so perfect if she would just let them?
Why didn’t she realize that not every guy was like him?
The sensations increased. Her ecstasy built to a new height.
Things were out of control. She wasn’t supposed feel like this. He wasn’t supposed to be able to do this kind of stuff to her. She was supposed to have more control.
But he pressed even farther. Even deeper. Her back arched so high.
Her head pressed into the hood of the car, so hard it gave way to her. The hood was softer than it should be.
So comfortable.
Bre’s eyes blinked a few times before they focused on Collin. All she could see was his forehead and his messy blond hair. His face was buried between her legs, just like her dream.
Collin’s tongue slid over Bre’s clit and she let out a moan as ecstasy enlivened her. He looked up.
“I was beginning to wonder if you were going to sleep through it.”
She bit her lip.
“You’re right… this is the hottest way to wake up.”
“I just thought I’d return the favor,” he said, grinning. “I hope you don’t mind.”
She shook her head.
“By all means, keep going…”
Chapter Seventeen
Bre settled into the ridiculously comfortable beanbag couch and relaxed every muscle in her body while Collin worked his magic. She wasn’t sure how he’d managed to slip her capris off without waking her up, but she wasn’t about to complain. She could barely remember the incredible dreams she was having about him, but she’d take the real thing over a dream any day of the week.
Collin’s head waggled back and forth. His tongue was godly and knew all the spots it needed to go to build an intense orgasm inside of her. She felt it as a warm seed, deep in her core. Slowly, it expanded and blossomed while he eagerly licked her drenched folds.
The seed pulsed as it expanded and she let out a moan.
Collin growled, hungrily, and redoubled his efforts. The flood gushing through her reminded her of the night before, when she’d squirted all over his bed. That had been so hot. Was she going to do it again?
Her next moan was even louder.
She was so fucking close. Just a little bit more and she’d come for him again. How many times had he made her climax in the last twenty-four hours? And soon it was all going to come to an end.
She was at the very edge of her orgasm when Collin slowed. He crawled to his knees and pulled his delicious cock out of his pants. Backlit by the movie screen, Collin’s athletic frame was sexier than ever. She felt herself get even wetter as he scooted close and pressed his cock between her legs.
“Give it to me,” she said.
She didn’t care that he didn’t finish her with his mouth. Having him inside of her was going to be even better.
“You’re so wet,” he said, admiring her.
“It’s for you.”
“I like that.”
Without further preamble, Collin slid his cock inside of her. Bre’s body expanded immediately, allowing him entrance. The sensations that took over were dumbfounding. Nothing made sense and everything made sense. All at the same time.
It really wouldn’t be so bad if they continued this back home. She could get used to being fucked like this on a regular basis. And besides, Collin seemed into it. It would be crossing a dangerous line that Bre liked to stay away from, but she was surprised to realize that she wanted to cross it.
“God, this feels good,” she said. “It’s a shame it’s going to end soon.”
“I can hold out for a while,” he said, reassuringly.
“That’s not what I meant…”
Collin’s brow tightened, just a bit.
“Yeah.”
She should probably drop it there, but now that she’d worked up the courage to actually bring it up she wasn’t about to back off.
“What if we didn’t?”
His brow tightened again, this time much more visibly.
“What are you talking about?”
To his credit, Collin barely slowed his pace while talking to her. His level of focus was impressive.
“What if we continued our little Sex Tour back in New York? Could be fun.”
He frowned.
“You mean casually, right?”
Bre was caught off guard by the question, and was even more surprised when she didn’t immediately say yes. Did she mean casually? Was that all she was looking for?
“Yeah, of course,” she said, though she wasn’t really sure how she felt about it. Better safe than sorry.
The frown on Collin’s face didn’t go away. After a couple moments he shook his head.
“Can we talk about it later?”
“Of course.”
Collin bent her legs back and continued fucking her, but Bre’s mind was racing with new possibilities. Did she really want to see him back in New York? Why was she feeling so weird and out of place about this?
It had been a long time since she’d wanted a guy in her life, but maybe it was time to change that. Maybe it was time for her to actually grow up and start having an adult relationship like her friend Stephanie always told her. But then Stephanie had basically been married for her entire life—she had no idea how fun it was to be single.
Collin was fun, though. She couldn’t deny that. And the thought of having him all to herself, whenever she wanted, was so exciting that it actually turned her on even more.
Another orgasm was building inside of her. She was on the edge of it when she realized something was different. It was like something was going numb. She couldn’t feel Collin inside of her the way she had when they started.
Collin let out a frustrated growl. Apparently she wasn’t the only one that had noticed something was off…
“Damn it!” he shouted.
Bre jumped, startled, though it didn’t seem like it was directed at her. He was staring down at his cock. It was then that Bre realized why she hadn’t been able to feel him inside of her—he’d gone completely soft.
“Is something wrong?” she asked.
“I told you I didn’t want to talk about it!” Collin said.
His tone was harsher than she’d ever heard.
“Talk about what?”
“I made it pretty fucking clear that we had to follow the rules. But you just can’t seem to do that. And now this has happened.”
He gestured at his crotch. Was he being serious right now?
“This is about your stupid rules?” Bre said, getting offended. “What the fuck is it with you and these stupid rules?”
“They’re so no one gets hurt!”
“Get the fuck over yourself. I don’t know what kind of women you usually hook up with but I don’t need your protection. I can handle my own shit.”
Collin’s face was tight as he stared at her. He let out a sharp breath before standing up. She stared at him, disbelievingly, as he pulled up his pants and got himself put together.
“I knew this was a mistake,” he said, shaking his head.
“So that’s it? You’re just going to walk away?”
“What does it matter? This is just a casual thing, you said so yourself.”
Bre stood and grabbed her capris. She wasn’t going to be the only naked one.
“And you agreed with me! What the hell is your problem?”
“I only agreed because I could tell you were serious.”
“Don’t turn this around on me! I didn’t force you to do anything you didn’t want to do. I only agreed to your stupid rules because you wanted me to.”
He gave her a hard stare before shaking his head, disbelievingly.
“There aren’t any other hookups.”
“What are you talking about?”
“I didn’t come up with the rules because of other hookups. I came up with them because of you.”
Bre’s back stiffened.
“You lied to me?”
Collin let out a disbelieving laugh.
“You’re unbelievable. You’re really going to make this all about you?” he said. He held his hands up and shook his head again. “I’m done.”
Collin turned and started walking away. Bre tried to follow him, but she was still only half dressed and he was almost gone.
“You’re the one that made it all about me! You should have told me the truth—I don’t need you protecting me!”
He stopped and whirled around, giving her a hard look.
“The rules weren
’t there to protect you! They were there to protect me!”
Bre was too stunned to say anything before he left.
What the hell had just happened?
The end of Not So Casual: Part 2.
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Other Books by Kelly Harper
The Professor Series
The Professor
Betrayed
The By You Series
Ruined By You
Saved By You
Following You
Finding You
Surprised By You
The Power Play Series
Take Me: Part 1
Take Me: Part 2
Take Me: Part 3
Take Me: Part 4
The Black Series
Black: Part 1
Black: Part 2
Black: Part 3
Black: Part 4
The Casual Series
Casual: Part 1
Casual: Part 2
Casual: Part 3
Casual: Part 4
The Not So Casual Series
Not So Casual: Part 1
Take Me: Part 1
Chapter 1
“9 am. Don’t be late.”
I grin at my phone when I see the text message appear.
“What’s going to happen if I am? Are you going to punish me?”
“I just might.”
“Can’t you get in trouble for texting your new employee that way?”