“You’re right. It would be improper to do anything in front of my mother’s portrait.”
So, without so much as another glance my way, Colton walks toward the portrait…
And flips it around.
26
I’m hot all over. Colton’s lips are everywhere — my lips, my neck, my throat, and I’m in such a state of frenzy that I can barely breathe. The temperature around us has grown drastically, and I’m ready to tear off my flesh to feel him closer.
He pushes me to lie on his bed, my clothes long forgotten on the floor. His hands sneak under my thighs, yanking me closer to him, before he kisses me again. All the desperation, all the need is poured into the kiss, and I’m drowning.
His taste, his scent, his presence – everything is overwhelming. My heart almost bursts with happiness and excitement, and my body struggles to keep up. God, no one has ever had so much power over me, and by the time he rips off my underwear, I’m already soaked.
Colton pulls back from the kiss, panting heavily. His eyes are full of dark desires that he’s barely holding back. He squeezes my thighs, his lips on my throat yet again, and this time, he’s leaving marks each time his lips touch me.
“Colton,” I breathe out, arching into him. Something between a groan and a growl comes from his throat, the deep sound making me shiver. “Please.”
He doesn’t stop teasing me, though. His fingers find my wet pussy, slowly rubbing my clit, the vexing motion causing me to whimper. My eyes are barely open, and even back in his office and his room at the academy, I never felt like this.
It’s like freedom. No one could find out about this, no one to interrupt, and I’m able to fully succumb to his touch, to the growing greed that he isn’t afraid to show me.
Every inch of my body is yearning for him, needing to feel our bodies molding together, and when he pinches my clit between his fingers, a loud moan slips from my lips, my eyes rolling to the back of my head.
“Patience, my sweet girl,” he mumbles against my skin, nibbling on the sensitive spot just above my collarbone. He bites down, and I gasp at the sudden sensation of pain. He withdraws, creating significant distance between us, staring down at me. “Good girls get rewards. Don’t get greedy.”
My heart flips, and my throat is dry. The anticipation is killing me, my hands curling around the sheets, knuckles turning white from the force of squeezing the soft material. I’m beneath him, naked, vulnerable, and so ready for everything he has in store for me.
Meanwhile, his hair is disheveled, his tie undone, the top button of his shirt undone. He’s panting, his eyes roaming all over my body. His hands slip upward until he reaches my chest, squeezing them softly.
“I need you to know that no matter what, you’re the one in control here, Ava,” he murmurs, eyes never leaving mine. The seriousness in his tone makes me bite my lip, and I don’t think I’d be able to tell him how much I appreciate it. “You need a safe word, in case it gets too much for you.”
“Hazel,” I say immediately. It’s the word I’ve always used as a safe word, and I have no intention of changing it now. Colton nods, then a small smirk tugs at his lips, his fingers trailing down my sides, sending chills down my body.
“Good,” he murmurs, then slowly starts removing his clothes. The blazer and tie come off first, followed by his shirt and the rest of his clothes, until he’s only in his boxers. And the moment they fall down, I’m barely holding back from taking it in my mouth.
His cock is as thick as I remember it being, the tip coated in his precum. It’s rock hard, and I swear, when I lick my lips, I can see it twitch. He chuckles, making me look up at him, just as he grips the base, stroking himself a couple of times.
“Eager, are we?” He teases, and I don’t even know how to respond, because yes, I am eager to have him in my mouth. “Not tonight, though. I have something else planned for you.”
My heart sinks to my feet, but I try not to be too dejected. He smirks, then flips me over as if I weigh nothing. He lifts my ass, my head falling onto the pillow, hair sprawled all around.
He doesn’t waste a second, and before I can process what’s happening, a loud, shrill sound comes from my throat when Colton thrusts his cock as deep as possible inside of me. My eyes snap shut, the overwhelming sensation of his thick cock stretching me making my heart pick up the pace, beating uncontrollably in my chest.
“Colton,” I yell out, my voice muffled by the pillow. My entire body’s trembling, hands clutching the sheets, holding onto them for dear life. I don’t think anyone’s been this deep inside of me, ever. He’s repeatedly hitting the sweet spot, stars forming in my mind.
“You’re taking it so well, my sweet girl,” he says, his hands clasping on my hips, pulling me back onto his cock. “Such a good girl for me.”
His breathless voice, masked by that deep, gravelly tone, makes my knees buckle slightly. My breasts are firmly pressed against the mattress, and with each rough, violent thrust, I feel my erect nipples getting the friction they desperately need.
I lift my head from the pillow and look back at him over my shoulder. Oh, God, the way he’s looking at his cock going in and out of me has me entirely captivated. He’s mesmerized by the sight, and each thrust seems to be harsher than the previous one, to the point I can feel him in my stomach.
My lip is bleeding from all the biting to prevent myself from screaming, but it no longer helps, and the sounds slip out shamelessly. The moment my moans fill the room, his cock twitches inside of me, and I’m barely holding myself together.
“Colton,” I gasp, hardly breathing. Air catches in my throat, and the lack of it only makes the experience more euphoric. The more I scream his name, the more ruthless Colton becomes.
“That’s it,” he encourages, his voice surprisingly sweet. “Scream my name, my sweet girl. Let me hear you.”
The desire, the need floods me, and I’m unable to hold it all in. By now, I’m a mess, my hair tangled on his pillows, my cheeks in a deep crimson shade, and I can’t stop my body from trembling so much.