That kiss was romantic, I thought, my heart fluttering in my chest. I looked away from him immediately.
Colton turned me around and gently touched the skin around my newest tattoo. With my shoulder baring shirt, it showcased the tattoo beautifully. “Oh that reminds me. My dad wants to meet you.”
I whipped around quickly, my hair fanning out around me. “What?” I yelped, my eyebrows shooting up and anxiety running through my veins.
“To see the tattoo. Calm down.” He laughed. “Your face gives everything you’re feeling away, you know that?” With his arm slung around my shoulder, he continued, “I know you want to take our ‘hanging out’ to a whole other level. But like I told when we first started hanging out, I’m not looking for a relationship, Mya.”
Pushing him away from me, I bit my lip to keep from smiling. “This right here…” I gestured to his smirking face. “This is why this will be the last time we’re hanging out.”
“Yeah, yeah, yeah. You realize you’ve said that every time we’ve hung out.”
“Well how do you know that this time I’m not serious?”
“I told you, your face gives everything you’re feeling away.”
I felt myself flush under his intense gaze so I grabbed a pool cue from the rack on the wall. “I want to play and I want to raise the stakes. You in or you out?”
“Oh hell yeah,” he said, nodding as he picked up his cue stick and took a few steps toward me. “And if I win, I get whatever I want,” he murmured against my hair.
“And if I win, I get whatever I want.” I slipped out of his grasp and spun around to Phil and Kelsey who were in a deep conversation.
“Guys,” I called out, interrupting them. Kelsey looked at me with a glow I hadn’t ever seen from her and it made me smile. “Colton and I are battling. Women versus men, winner takes all. All of what is to be determined. Are you in?”
“Sounds like an excellent idea!” Kelsey exclaimed. Phil stood up and then helped her up.
“Kelsey, let’s set a game plan,” I said, walking to the opposite side of the table as the men.
As soon as Kelsey grabbed her stick, she met me on our side of the table. The guys stood on the other side of the table drinking beer and pointing at the TV screen.
Kelsey looked around conspiratorially before whispering, “Okay, how are we going to beat—”
“Screw that! What’s up with you and Phil? You two look cozy and you’re glowing,” I pointed out quietly.
Kelsey laughed loudly. Looking over her shoulder to make sure she wasn’t going to be overheard, she admitted, “The last week and a half has been like old times. But better. Different. I don’t know.” She covered her face with her hands, but I could still see her cheeks from her smiling so hard. “He got back in town yesterday and I think I’m falling for him again.”
“Are you two ready to lose?” Phil asked, baiting us.
“Let’s kick some ass, Mya,” Kelsey said with her hands on her hips.
The game was over ten minutes later when I prematurely hit the 8-ball in a pocket.
“I’m sorry,” I cried dramatically as I threw my upper body across the pool table.
“If you didn’t hit that ball in, I would have so it’s cool. Let’s just hope the guys will give us a break,” Kelsey replied loudly as she pretended to chew on her fingernails nervously from the other side of the table.
“I know I’m not going easy on Mya,” Colton replied from behind me.
I could feel his eyes on my ass from the position I was in. I pushed myself off of the table slowly, adding an extra wiggle to my movement before I turned around.
Colton chuckled softly before leaning so that his lips were against my ear. “I know what you’re doing and no matter how good your ass looks—both in and out of those jeans—I’m not going easy on you,” he teased sexily.
I giggled as he pulled away. With him so close, I decided to go a more direct route. Running my hands down his tight stomach muscles, I grabbed the bottom of his shirt and pulled him into me. “Well we didn’t shake on it so our deal isn’t official or anything. Maybe I can convince you to go easy on me.”
The way his eyes clouded over, I knew my whispered words had their desired effect.
Leaning down so that his lips landed right on the heart behind my ear, he trailed kisses down my neck. I gasped and my nipples hardened.
I opened my mouth to protest the P.D.A., but his mouth quickly covered mine with a heated kiss that took my breath away. When he pulled away, he looked me in my eyes and trailed the pad of his thumb across my bottom lip. “You seem to like it when I go hard on you.”
The throbbing between my thighs intensified and my panties were instantly soaked.
Turning in time to see Phil and Kelsey share a kiss, I didn’t feel bad about my plans for the rest of the night. “Kelsey, Phil, we’re going to head out,” I announced, pulling a few bills from my back pocket and tossing two twenties on the table to cover drinks and the table charge.
Colton gave me a look and pulled out his wallet. “What are you doing? I’m paying for this.” He picked up my cash from the table and handed it to me. He pulled out two twenty dollar bills of his own and placed it on the table.
I put my cash back in my back pocket. “Well then I’m paying next time,” I replied without thinking. After the words were out of my mouth, I caught what I said and started groaning inwardly.
If I take it back now, he’ll make a big deal out of it. If I ignore it, he’ll make a big deal out of it. Basically there’s nothing I can do, but take it, I realized as I saw the sexy smirk appear on his handsome face.
“Next time, huh?” he asked, his eyes dropping to my lips and then returning to my eyes.
I pushed him playfully. “Oh my God,” I exclaimed, bubbling with laughter. “It was a slip of the tongue!”
“A Freudian slip, maybe.”
Before he could say anything else, I said goodbye to Kelsey and Phil and then turned on my heel. He didn’t miss a beat. He was right behind me with his hand securely on the small of my back. Instead of going out of the front door as I intended, Colton pushed me down a dimly lit hallway just to the right of the door.
I yelped in surprise at the sudden turn. With his hand pushing me further down the hallway, we passed several closed doors. I heard the distant sounds of footsteps and talking through the walls. The music from the main pool area pulsated around me as I allowed myself to be guided down the secluded hallway. Taking another right, the only door there was a unisex bathroom door and an emergency exit.
Grabbing my arm, Colton spun me around. He roughly pushed me up against the wall and pinned me with his body. The sheer force of his movements made my entire body tremble. I made a little unintentional noise as my breathing became increasingly irregular. I peered at him through my lashes.
“What are you doing?” I asked breathily, licking my lips and silently begging him to kiss me.
He didn’t answer at first. He looked at me predatorily before leaning down to nibble on my neck. The feeling of his teeth lightly grazing my skin while the threat of someone walking down the hallway and turning the corner made me clench tightly. His fingers gripped my hips and desire washed over me. His hands caused
bumps to erupt everywhere he touched. My body hummed from the electric current that flowed between us. The anticipation I felt for Colton’s kiss was almost unbearable.
“What are you doing?” I repeated, wrapping my arms around his neck.
Leaning in so that our lips were almost touching, Colton answered sexily, “You.”
When his lips finally touched mine, my body reacted instantly. He sucked on my bottom lip and I moaned into his mouth. His hands slid down my sides before cupping my ass. With a firm grip, he pulled me firmly against his body. I could feel how hard he was and that only turned me on more.
He trailed kisses from my lips across my cheek and down my neck. As he was nibbling on my collarbone, he unbuttoned my jeans and his hand
worked its way in. When his fingers grazed the lace material of my G-string, I shuddered. While he maneuvered his way further down in my tight jeans and bypassed my panties, he used his other hand to tweak my hardened nipples.
I kissed him harder, caressing my tongue against his and tasting how badly he wanted me. And I wanted him too. I wanted him in the worst way. The pull deep inside of me built to be unbearable as his finger finally made unobstructed contact with my throbbing clit.
I moaned loudly, too loudly, and his fingers stilled momentarily.
“Oh, you want us to get caught, don’t you, Mya?” he asked slowly as he resumed his stroking. The faster he worked his thick fingers in and out of me, the harder he became against me. “You want someone to find us with my fingers buried inside you. Better yet, you want someone to find us with my dick buried in you. God, listen to how wet you are, Mya.”
The smacking sound of my wetness faintly accompanied his sexy voice saying those sexy words. The combination of the two were almost enough for me to climax right then and there. His touch felt like my lifeline as his fingers slid across the most sensitive parts of me. Gyrating against his hand, I gripped his shoulders, panting.
Feeling the rapid bursts of air from his ragged breathing and the pounding of his heart in his chest only intensified the moment for me. His fingers moved in and out of me as his mouth moved over mine. My arousal grew to the point of no return as we kissed with reckless abandon.
Right when I felt like I would freefall into another intense orgasm by the hands of Colton Davis, the sound of someone walking down the hallway, talking loudly, jarred me from my peak. My eyes flew open in alarm and I looked over his shoulder. Not seeing anyone yet, I shifted my gaze to look into Colton’s eyes. As soon as I did, a mixture of butterflies and desire, love and lust, flooded my senses and I didn’t care who was coming down the hall. Pulling away from me slowly, Colton slid his finger out of me and discreetly zipped and buttoned my jeans.
“What are you two doing here?” the middle-aged man boomed as soon as he saw us. “This is the staff restroom!”
Giving me a sexy smirk, Colton turned to face the man. “My girl felt hot so I needed to take care of her. I didn’t want to do it in front of everyone so we ducked over here for a minute.”
Looking at the ground, I stifled a giggle as I listened to Colton’s double entendre.
“We’re about to head out so I can get her in bed. Thanks for checking on us, man,” Colton continued as he ushered us down the hallway and toward the exit.
“No problem,” the man replied. “You two take care. Feel better!”
Once we were outside, we laughed at the ridiculousness of the situation.
“Did you really tell that man that you needed to get me in bed?!” I squealed hysterically between bouts of laughter. “You are ridiculous!”
Chuckling, Colton draped his arm around me as we walked down the street. “I didn’t want to lie to the man.”
I rolled my eyes and swatted him playfully. “I don’t know why I agreed to hang out with you.”
“Oh you know why,” he replied suggestively. His voice dropped an octave when he leaned down, whispering against the shell of my ear. “And in case you forgot, I’m about to give you a couple of reasons.”
“Oh God…” I groaned with a shake of my head. “How am I supposed to walk when you are touching me and whispering things like that in my ear? You are wrong, you know that?”
He met my gaze and feigned innocence. “What do you mean? I was about to say that you agreed to hang out with me because I make you feel safe and I would protect you in a zombie apocalypse.”
“Here we go again with the zombie apocalypse!” I joked.
“But seriously,” he started, kissing the top of my head affectionately. “You are safe with me. Just so you know.”
His voice wasn’t playful or flirtatious; it was serious. And when I looked up at him, I saw something genuine in his eyes and my heart skipped a beat. The air became thick with something unspoken. Inexplicable feelings bubbled up inside of me and I sighed. I didn’t know what to say in response so I pulled my gaze away and changed the subject.
“Roommates… yes or no?” I inquired.
Colton made a face. “No. Hell no. You?”
“I haven’t had a roommate since college and I won’t ever again. My sister Marisa and I were roommates and although we were fine, I hated her boyfriend, Nate. And I don’t use the word ‘hate’ lightly.”
Giving him the rundown on Nate, I didn’t notice that we were walking in the direction of his apartment. Colton’s stories about his college roommate had me laughing so hard, I had tears in my eyes. The fifteen-minute walk flew by. Grabbing my hand, he led me through the gate of his apartment building and through the doors.
Shit! I’ve been trying to avoid his place for a reason. I don’t want to stay. I want to have sex, but I don’t want to stay. And now that I’m here, I don’t want to leave and mess up a great night. I’ll just make sure I leave as soon as we’re done, I thought as he unlocked and opened his front door.
“Do you want something to drink?” Colton asked as soon as we entered his apartment.
I smiled over my shoulder at him. “Yes please. Surprise me.”
“Got it.”
As Colton made his way to the kitchen, I walked into the living room. In the corner, I saw a family photo that I hadn’t noticed the last time I’d been to his home. I picked it up and I looked at the people who I assumed were the Davis family. The older man and woman looked at each other adoringly while the teenage girl and a six or seven year old boy sat in front of them. The children in the picture looked like the perfect combination of the parents who stood behind them.
Now they look like a happy family, I thought as I studied the picture. I wonder if Mom and Dad were ever happy? They seemed happy when we were younger, but I guess you never really know the inner workings of people’s marriages.
Pulling my cell phone out of my back pocket, I opened the email conversation between me and my sisters. I reread their words and with a sigh, I started typing.
“Why would you want to see that sham of a wedding take place?” I mumbled under my breath as my fingers flew furiously over the touch screen. I had written a paragraph before I realized I wasn’t alone.
“You okay?” Colton asked, pressing his body flush against mine, his front to my back. I quickly locked my phone, turning the screen black.
How long has he been standing behind me? Did he read what I had written? I wondered nervously as I nodded.
Sitting the glass of golden brown liquid down beside the picture, he wrapped his arms around me. I leaned back into him and he just slowly rocked with me. It felt good to be in his arms like that.
Clearing his throat, he broke the silence. “That’s Mom, Dad, Corrine and—”
“Of course, that’s you,” I interrupted, pointing at the miniature version of Colton. “Your smile is exactly the same.” I leaned to the side and looked up so I could see his face.
He laughed. “Well I have adult teeth now, but I see what you’re saying.”
Laughing, I turned in his arms so we could be face-to-face. “You are ridiculous.”
“And you love it.”
Lifting me unexpectedly, Colton threw me over his shoulder and spanked my ass three times. I squealed in his arms and moved around haphazardly. Although I couldn’t stop laughing, I protested as he walked in figure eights in the living room chanting, “Time to pay up!”
Carrying me into his bedroom, he dropped me with a thud onto his mattress. Propping myself up on my elbows, I strained my eyes to see him in the darkness of the room. The soft glow of the living room light made it possible to faintly make him out. The room was absolutely quiet except for my steady breathing.
I felt his hands wrap around my ankles and then suddenly pull me so that I landed on my back again. The swift motion caught me off guard and caused me to yelp. Removing my shoes, he leaned over me and unbuttoned
my jeans. He pulled them off roughly and then I heard them drop to the ground.
I felt exposed laying in front of him in only a skimpy G-string and my loose fitting top. He rubbed his hands from my bare feet up my smooth calves and then back down. Unexpectedly, he started to tickle my feet causing me to thrash around wildly.
“Stop,” I laughed, twisting on the bed. “Stop! I give up. I’m sorry! I don’t know what you want from me!”
He stopped his vicious attack on my feet and I took the brief reprieve to catch my breath.
“I want you to answer any questions I have,” Colton said. His voice came out in a sexy, rumbling tone that worked its way up my body.
I don’t know about that… I thought, considering his demands. I’ve already slipped up and told him way too much about myself. And I don’t know how much he saw when I was typing my response to Marisa and Mikaela. He knows too much. I’m going to have to distance myself—
“Your hesitation leaves me no choice,” Colton warned, interrupting my thoughts. Grabbing my foot, he tickled me again and I burst into a fit of giggles.
“Okay, okay! I surrender! I give up! Colton, I give up! You win!” My words came out in short bursts as I laughed loudly and flailed into the comforter. “I’ll do it. I’ll do whatever you want!”
He stopped tickling me, but he still held my feet firmly in his hands. “That’s better.”
My stomach muscles hurt from laughing so much. I placed one hand on my belly and one hand over my heart. “You are so wrong,” I sighed as he let my feet go. Struggling to sit up on my elbows, I pulled my twisted shirt all the way off. “I’m glad we’re even now. I think I’ve paid my dues.”
A deep, chuckle escaped him as I heard his belt buckle hit the floor. “That wasn’t the payment, Mya.” He paused and I could just barely see his shirt coming off. “Payment is coming.”
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