Page 54 of Colton

The doubts that were in the back of my head have completely disappeared, and they’re not coming back. Avalon has completely taken over my mind, and she’s there to stay, permanently.

Like an obedient girl, she spreads her legs when I tell her to, and I’m struggling to hold back. I want to devour her, to break and shatter her, then put her back together only for me.

Her eyes are glossy from desire, her lips swollen from the rough kisses. Her cheeks are coated in a faint pink shade that seems to intensify with each passing second. And the way she’s looking at me? Fuck… It makes me want to savor every, small moment of this, and replay it in my head for years to come.

She’s squirming on the desk, her hair sprawled all over, and just having her like this, vulnerable in front of me, for my gaze only, is making it difficult to take things slow. But I want to — for her sake. I want her to become completely addicted to my lips, touch, and my entire existence, until it revolves around her own.

The thought of teasing her does cross my mind, but when she looks at me with such soft eyes, it goes out of the window. It’s not something I can do to her, not now that I can see how nervous, and excited she seems to be.

I lean down, softly kissing her inner thighs. Avalon shudders, and I barely hold back a wicked grin. Then, without torturing her too much, my lips find her pussy, and the moans that fall from her lips, are like the most angelic melody known to mankind.

She tastes just as I’d imagined — sweet, delicate, and utterly addicting. She’s wet beyond my wildest imaginations, and I suck off all her juices, watching as she squirms under my touch.

Her eyes close, and I allow it for a moment. Her lips part slightly, breathless gasps falling out. Her hands grip my hair tightly, tugging on it, using it as a way to ground herself, though her legs seem to be closing around my head, pulling me closer.

“Open your eyes,” I say, and her eyes snap open. “Don’t look away. I want your eyes on me at all times, my sweet girl.”

“Yes, sir,” she whimpers, and I’m a moment away from coming in my pants.

Fuck, the way she knows just how to call me, the way it sounds on her lips is driving me insane. It’s so soft, so tender, and I’m too gone for this girl. She’s like honey, dripping on my tongue, and I’m too eager to taste more.

She doesn’t look away, and holds eye contact. Her eyes are getting blurry, glossy from the pleasure, and she’s not holding back her moans. They’re not loud, and although we’re in my office, I highly doubt anyone would dare to enter without knocking first.

It’s late, anyway. No one should be around, and if there are students that are too nosy to know what’s happening, I’ll have it dealt with before morning. Tonight, I came here to unwind after the whole Maxwell saga, and to finish up on some paperwork.

Avalon came right when I needed her the most, in time to distract me from the responsibilities that have been hanging over my head for a very long time. Now, she’s sprawled on my desk, with nothing but a shirt on, with her legs wrapped around my head.

She pushes herself more on my tongue, and I’m happy to oblige. I taste every inch she has to offer, letting the sweet juice drip into my mouth. Avalon arches her back, her fingers tightening in my hair. She yanks on it, and pulls my head off her.

She catches me off guard when she sits up, her legs dropping from my shoulders, and pulls me into another kiss. She moans into it, tasting herself on my tongue, and a growling noise comes from the back of my throat.

The need is growing inside of me with each passing moment, and it’s no longer containable. I fumble with my belt, undoing it, and pulling my pants enough to allow my cock to spring free.

She breaks the kiss off, and looks down. Her eyes widen a fraction, surprise lacing her soft features. She doesn’t say anything, and she doesn’t have to — I can tell that she is rather pleasantly surprised by the size and girth.

Avalon looks back at me. “That thing will split me in half.”

“Don’t worry too much,” I chuckle, pushing her to lay back down, my other hand wrapping around my cock, giving it a couple of firm strokes. “You’ll enjoy every moment of it.”

Her brow lifts, and it pleases me that all the nervousness and anxiety seem to have disappeared on her end. The precum is dripping down my palm, and I bring the tip, rubbing it right where she needs it the most.

“Is that a promise?”

The teasing tone in her voice irritates me a little, so I grab her by her thighs, pulling her forward. She gasps loudly when my tip slips inside of her, and she immediately looks down. Without wasting a moment longer, I slam into her, watching as her eyes roll to the back of her head.

Oh, fucking hell.

She feels incredible wrapped around my cock, and I don’t move. I stay still, buried to the hilt inside of her. The most beautiful sight is in front of me — Avalon, with her flushed cheeks, and lips parted ever so slightly, with tears forming in her eyes.

“Fuck,” she gasps, her breathless voice sending jolts straight to my cock.

I’m well aware that I’m taller, and bigger than her in stature and that the difference is evident, and that thought alone makes my cock twitch inside of her. Yet, there’s something underneath the glossy eyes that’s screaming to be released. This isn’t painful for her, not in the ways that would truly make it hurt — she’s enjoying it.

She moans when I start to move, and my hand goes to her mouth, silencing her.

“I need you to be silent, my sweet girl,” I murmur, keeping a steady pace. “If someone hears us, it won’t end well for either of us. Soon, I’ll take you somewhere you can scream your soul out.”

Avalon nods, and I remove my hand from her lips. She’s panting, and the moment I start slamming into her, she bites her lip to prevent screams from falling out. Her eyes roll to the back of her head, and I’m struggling not to truly split her in half.