Page 51 of Ink and Ashes

Colson

M y hands roam Holland’s body as she tangles her fingers in the hair at the nape of my neck, all the blood in my body rushing straight to my cock the moment her tongue brushes against mine.

She opens up for me as I untuck her top from her skirt, letting my hand find its way under her shirt onto her bare skin.

“Oh, Colson,” she moans as I grip her waist, and that sound alone is enough to fuel me on.

Without breaking the kiss, I pick her up off the kitchen island and carry her up to my bedroom. I lay her on my bed, then tear my shirt off before hovering over her, placing my knee between her legs.

“I’m going to ask once more. Are you sure about this?” I brush my nose against Holland’s, our heavy breathing mingling in the air around us.

She tilts her face up toward mine. “I’m sure,” she whispers against my lips. “I’m not going anywhere.”

I groan as the words I’ve been dying to hear fall from her lips, and that’s all it takes for me to crash my mouth to hers again .

She trails her nails down my torso, letting her fingers linger momentarily on my stomach before she reaches between us to undo my belt buckle.

I pull back with a smirk, taking her skirt with me as I go, then she pushes up to a sitting position to remove her shirt too. She isn’t wearing a bra underneath, so I’m met with the delicious view of her gorgeous tits.

I let out a low growl, moving to trail my fingers up her waist to the underside of her breasts. She shivers at the feel of my hands against her, watching my movements before looking up to meet my eyes.

“You’re so beautiful,” I tell her softly.

A pink blush fills her cheeks. She skims her fingers along my tattoos that cover my physical scars from the apartment fire. A light smile graces her lips as her eyes lock on the tree with seven doves flying around it.

I might have to make it eight soon.

“So are you,” she tells me, meeting my eyes again.

I take a step back to remove my boxers and jeans in one fell-swoop, and she doesn’t let her gaze leave mine as I do. When I stand up straight again, she scans me, her jaw falling slack as her eyes catch on my cock jutting out from my body.

“Are you real?”

I chuckle, taking slow steps back toward her. I could ask her the same damn thing, because fuck if she isn’t looking like an angel sent straight to me, lying fully nude on my bed with her flaming red hair spread in waves around her.

Then again, if this is a dream, I never want to wake up.

“You tell me,” I say, leaning back down to pull one of her nipples between my teeth. Her eyes shut as a moan falls from her lips. I grind against her as I switch to the other breast, and I swear just the feel of her bare against me has me close to bursting at the seams.

I kiss my way down her stomach until I reach the apex of her thighs, spreading them wide.

“What are you doing?” she asks .

I lick my lips as I admire the view. She’s left in only her lacy white thong, and fuck if I’m not desperate to see what she’s hiding underneath it.

“I need to taste you,” I say, pressing a kiss to her clit over her underwear. She’s soaked, her legs already shaking. I can’t wait to see what she looks like when she comes undone beneath me.

Her breath is shaky as she says, “You don’t have to do that.”

My brows furrow. “You don’t want me to?”

She pushes up on her elbows, shaking her head as she pulls her lip between her teeth. “I—I do, I just didn’t think you’d want to. Gabriel never did.”

I climb my way back up her body, wrapping my hand around her throat.

A sharp gasp escapes her as I lean in close, my lips skimming against hers as I say, “I think we’ve established I’m not Gabriel, Holland.

So if it’s okay with you, first, I’m going to eat your sweet pussy like it’s my last damn meal until you’re dripping.

And after I’ve made you come at least twice, I’m going to fuck that jackass right out of your head.

The only name you’ll be saying in bed from here on out is mine . Got it?”

She’s panting, her eyes still locked on mine. I squeeze a bit tighter around her throat, and she whimpers.

“Got it, Rhodes?”

Her cheeks flush pink. “I got it.”

“Good.” I press another wet kiss to her lips, then settle myself between her legs again.

Her breathing is laboured as she readies herself for my touch.

I tease her by planting wet kisses through her panties while my fingers take hold of the waistband.

Then with a swift tug, her thong snaps, and I toss the scraps to the floor with the rest of our discarded clothes.

She huffs a breathy laugh. “Oh, you’re going to pay for that. I loved those.”

“I’ll buy you new ones,” I tell her with a smirk.

Her protest dies on her lips the moment my finger grazes her entrance. She lets out a soft whimper, squirming beneath me.

“Colson,” she whines, and my grin grows wider.

I place an arm over her hips to keep her still, pressing a soft kiss to the crease at the top of her leg then another against her clit. She bucks her hips, and I chuckle, then curl my finger to meet that perfect spot inside of her at the same time that I wrap my mouth around her and suck.

“Colson, fuck ,” she cries, her hands moving to my hair as her thighs clench tight around my head.

I lap at her, licking and sucking and nipping her clit while my finger continues its movements inside her.

I use the arm resting on her hips to put pressure on her lower stomach, moans falling from her lips.

Her inner walls begin to flutter, and when I insert a second finger and brush against her G-spot again, she shatters.

Sound becomes muffled as her thighs tighten around my head, but I keep going.

I keep my gaze trained up at her chest, watching her breasts rise and fall as her entire body pulls taut.

She jerks, moisture soaking my fingers, and I grin against her.

I continue my motions as she rides out her high, the orgasm reaching every bone in her body.

After a beat, she relaxes a touch, but before she’s fully come down from the first orgasm, I flick my tongue against her clit and another wave rushes through her.

Her body tenses again, her fingers gripping the duvet on either side of her. “Colson!” she screams, quivering. “F-fuck.”

This orgasm lasts longer than the first, and she drenches my face and the bed. I drink up as much of her release as I can, not leaving an inch of her untouched. When she finally comes down, she pushes my face away from her.

“No more,” she pants heavily, her chest and face flushed even redder than usual.

I grin at her, bringing my fingers to my lips to lick the remnants of her off them. I pull my fingers out of my mouth with a pop , then shift so I’m leaning over her and press my lips to hers. I trail my hand up her waist as I tangle our tongues together, giving her a moment to catch her breath.

“How’s that taste?” I ask with a smirk.

“What. The hell. Just happened?” she asks between breaths.

“That was you squirting, Red.”

Her eyes widen, the redness in her cheeks returning .

I chuckle, leaning down to press a kiss to her nose as I add, “Hottest thing I’ve ever fucking seen.”

“Really?”

I grab a condom from my nightstand and roll it on, then wedge myself between her legs, lining my cock up with her entrance. “Really, baby. Now let’s see if you can do it again.”

I tease her entrance, trying to get her worked up again. It works, because her eyes fall shut and another whimper falls from her.

“Colson, please ,” she cries, desperation clear in her voice. “I need more.” Her fingers grasp at my hair as my hands roam her body, touching her everywhere except where she needs.

Bringing one hand up to brush her hair behind her ear, I say, “You’re so pretty when you beg, Rhodes.”

Her chest rises and falls in rapt anticipation. She doesn’t miss a beat as she responds, “I’ll be prettier with your cock filling me, Lieutenant .”

My jaw flexes, those words igniting the fire inside me. Not wanting to delay this a moment longer, I roll so my back is flat against the bed with Holland straddling me.

“Prove it,” I tell her, my hands grasped tightly on her hips as I line her entrance up with my cock and slowly slide her down. A moan falls from her lips as she stretches around me, her back arching as I fill her to the hilt, and I smirk.

Of course, she was right—she does look prettier with my cock inside her.

I’ve imagined what it would feel like to slide into her countless times, but as I do it, I realize that none of my fantasies even came close to the real thing. She fits around me perfectly, and I decide right here, right now, that when my time comes, I want to go out exactly like this.

Holland fights against my hands gripping her hips, trying to lift back up, but I don’t let her. I want to spend as long as possible buried deep inside her, and I want to make sure she knows just how serious I am that she’s mine .

“Colson, move ,” she whimpers, her nails digging into my chest.

I grit my teeth as I slowly—so painfully slowly—lift her to the tip then slide her down again. I keep my eyes trained on where we connect, watching as I disappear in her, and a groan falls from my lips.

“Fuck yes, Holland. Look how fucking well you fit around me,” I rasp.

She looks down, watching as I lift her up and down again, continuing the agonizingly slow pace. The longer I draw this out, the better.

Once seated on me again, she attempts to roll her hips, but my hands keep her still.

She groans as her legs begin to shake, but I continue to hold her in place, stretched around my cock. She stares down at me with a desperation in her eyes, and her voice is breathy as she finally breaks.

“Colson, I swear to God, if you don’t start fucking me, I’ll do it myself.”

I smirk, a light chuckle falling from my lips. “There’s my girl.”

With that, I pull out again and this time, I slam back into her. Her body falls forward as I fuck her from below, her fingers tangling in the hair on my chest. She meets me thrust for thrust, rolling her hips against mine as the sound of skin against skin fills the room.

“God, Holland. You’re perfect for me,” I say, pulling her down to me. I continue my pace inside of her, wrapping my lips around one nipple and pinching the other between my fingers. Her eyes roll back as she sighs, and I can tell she’s getting close again.

Without hesitation, I flip us so I’m hovering over her again.

I bring one of her legs up between us and rest it over my shoulder as I thrust in deep, angling my hips to hit her G-spot.

Her back bows off the bed as her lips fall open on a moan.

I grab a handful of her breast then trail my hand down her body, and the moment my thumb skims her clit, her walls tighten around me.

She soaks my cock as she screams, and the pressure of her squeezing me pushes me to my climax too.

I continue rubbing circles on her clit as I thrust in deep and freeze, spilling into her.

Her leg falls from my shoulder as I lean forward, wrapping my arms around her and rolling us onto our sides. I press a kiss to her forehead as she looks up at me, wrapping her arms around me too.

“That was… I’ve never experienced anything like that before,” she whispers, pressing a kiss to my chin. “It was everything.”

I tilt my head down to capture her mouth against mine.

“You’re everything, Hol. And that was only the beginning.

” I press another quick kiss to her lips as I pull out of her.

When I pull back, she grins up at me, and I smile back at her before excusing myself to clean up.

I return with a warm washcloth to wipe her clean too.

“You’re sweet,” she says, smiling at me. “Sorry about your duvet.”

I cock a brow at her. “You can ruin everything I fucking own if it means I get to see you do that again.”

She pushes up onto her knees and pulls me down to kiss her.

“Deal.” She strokes my cock, which is already growing hard again just from looking at her.

I groan as her slender fingers wrap around the head, and before I have a chance to protest, she lies her nude body across the bed and sucks me into her mouth.

“ Fuck , Holland,” I growl, my fingers tangling in her hair. She glances up at me with lust in her chocolate gaze, and my knees nearly buckle at the sight.

She’s absolutely ethereal.

“You take me so fucking well,” I say, bringing my hand down to wrap gently around her throat. She continues her pace, sucking me deeper, swirling her tongue around my head as she does.

She’s had her lips around me for less than two minutes and I’m already fucking close. I knew her sharp tongue would be good for more than mouthing off.

I lace my fingers in her hair again and pull, holding her head still so I can take control. I slowly thrust all the way into her mouth, her eyes glistening as the tip of my cock hits the back of her throat.

“Tell me, Hol. Do you spit or swallow?” I ask as I inch all the way out .

She grins up at me, her lips shining with my precum as she says, “You already know the answer to that.”

I smirk and release my hold on her head, giving her full control again. She wastes no time wrapping her lips around me, sucking me as deep as I can go. My balls tighten as her tongue sweeps across the underside of my cock, and when her nails dig into my ass to pull me closer, I explode.

“ Fuckkkk ,” I moan as the orgasm hits me like a semi-truck. She keeps her lips wrapped tight around me, teasing me with her tongue, and she doesn’t stop until she drinks up every last drop of my cum.

My legs shake as she places a soft kiss on the sensitive head, and the moment her mouth is free, I pull her up to slam my lips against hers.

She wraps her arms around my neck as our tongues tangle together slowly. She melts into me, and I melt into her, the rest of the world fading away as we get lost in each other.

“You’re my goddamn ruination, Holland Rhodes,” I whisper between kisses. “Destroying everything around me until all I see is you.”

“And you’re my serenity, Colson Caldwell.” She smiles against my lips. “Bringing me solace in the middle of a storm.”

I press my lips to her forehead, and together, we fall.