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“Well, I guess not,” he says, laughing as he slips his hand down the front of my skirt between my legs. “Come on, baby. You think we got time for a quickie?”
“Colton,” I say as his fingers slip past my panties and start rubbing me. “Oh my gosh. What are you doing?” I grip his arms and I can feel my body trembling. “You need to stop. You need to leave. You shouldn’t even be here.”
“I’ve been thinking about you all evening,” he says. “Thinking about you on a date with some loser. I don’t know why you turned me down.”
“I didn’t turn you down. You said you wanted to go to dinner and I told you I had plans.”
“Dinner with me would’ve been much better than being with this guy.”
“You don’t know. Maybe I had an amazing time with this guy. Maybe...”
“You did not have an amazing time with a white rapper from Detroit, who’s called Zevo, who calls himself the second Eminem. I know you, Ella. You forget that.”
I let out a deep sigh. “Well, maybe I didn’t have the best time, but that doesn’t mean that you can... Oh my gosh.” I start sighing as he inserts a finger inside of me. “Colton.”
“Tell me you don’t want this,” he says as he kisses the side of my neck. “Tell me you don’t want to come right now.”
“Colton, I really don’t think...”
He adds another finger, and his thumb starts rubbing my clit. I grab hold of his shoulders. My body is shaking. “Oh my gosh.”
He pulls his fingers out, and I watch as he sucks them. “You taste good,” he says.
“Oh my gosh, please,” I say. My body is trembling.
“You want me to finish what I started?” he asks, grinning. I nod slightly and he growls as he pulls me over to the couch. We get down onto the couch and he pulls my skirt up. I know I’m messing with fire, but I don’t even care. He slips my panties to the side and starts rubbing me again, slipping two fingers inside of me. “Oh my gosh,” I moan as I lie there. “Fuck,” I say as he increases his pressure against my clit. “Oh my God. Yes, yes.”
“Come for me, baby,” he says. I feel my body starting to orgasm at the same time that the bathroom door opens. My eyes fly open. “Stop,” I say, even though he’s moving his fingers faster and faster. My entire body is trembling.
“Yo, what’s going on?” Zevo says as he walks into the living room. I can’t believe it, but Colton’s fingers are still inside of me and my legs are still spread. In five seconds, he’s going to see Colton fingering me, and I just don’t know how I will live out that embarrassment.
“Oh, shit,” I moan as I feel myself coming fast. Colton grins and one second before Zevo walks into the living room, he’s pulled his fingers out and pulled my skirt down. My entire body is trembling. Zevo looks at us, a grin on his face.
“So I did do a dump, but it’s not as stinky as I thought, so I don’t think I need those matches.”
“Um, okay.” I blink, unable to look at him. I know my face is red. I know if he looks at us closely enough, he’s going to realize what’s just happened.
“So you want to have that cake now?” he asks.
“Oh, I don’t think she wants it,” Colton says smoothly. “She’s already had her dessert.”
I glance over at him and he grins. I watch as he slips his two fingers into his mouth and sucks on them. “Mmm,” he says. “Tasty.”
I look over at Zevo, who looks slightly confused. “Yo, what’s going on?” he says. “Why are you here again?” He takes a step over to us and looks Colton up and down. It’s then that I realize that Colton’s hand is on my thigh, and it’s moving farther and farther up. His fingers are tracing a line along my leg. “What do you think I’m doing here?” he says, looking over at Zevo.
“I don’t know, man, but I was trying to be cool by letting you come to play Monopoly with us. But I think you got to go. Me and Emma...”
“Her name is Ella.”
“That’s what I said. Me and Ella are about to...”
Colton jumps up and heads over to him. His gait is strong and confident, and I’m once again reminded as to why I cannot seem to quit this man. “Dude, you need to leave.”
“What do you mean I need to leave? I…” I can tell Zevo thinks this is a joke at first, but then nervousness appears in his voice.
Colton stares at me and then stares at Zevo again. “Dude, I just fucking finger fucked your date. Okay? Do you really think she wants you?” I want to crawl under a pillow and hide at his words.
Zevo’s jaw drops, as does mine. I cannot believe Colton has said that. My face is as red as a cherry tomato and I am mortified as Zevo looks at me.
