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Fifteen

Colt

I had no idea if I was in heaven or hell. Somehow, it felt like both. I had gone through a wide range of emotions — from unbridled lust, to the deepest shame, to hope surging through my chest like wildfire — in the last half hour. We had come full circle, and at this point, we were back to burning, all-consuming lust. And all I wanted was to make Hailey feel the same way she had made me feel, to see her shatter and fall apart completely.

I think we were both surprised by the sudden change in my attitude. It almost felt like some switch had flipped inside of me — a caged beast breaking free, taking control.

Hailey hesitated for the blink of an eye, then hovered on her knees over my lap, her delicate hands resting on my shoulders.

I cupped her ass, slipping my thumbs under the waistband of her thong as my fingertips dug into her round globes. My mouth landed on her neck, sucking, licking, and nibbling my way down to her perky tits.

“Fuck, Colt, I need more.”

Willing to grant her request, I closed my mouth around one of her pert nipples and bit down. Her shocked cry turned to a moan as I massaged the spot with my tongue.

“Good?” I asked as I peered up at her.

She nodded fervently, her honey eyes glassy and stray hairs plastered to her damp skin.

My hands slid up to her waist, fingers almost touching, and for a moment, I was once again captivated by the differences between us.

I gave her a quick squeeze before effortlessly lifting her out of the water and onto the edge of the hot tub. Her tits jiggled, and she let out a startled squeal when I turned to her and pinched the remaining piece of fabric separating us between my fingers, letting it snap against her skin.

“Colt, what—”

“You’re going to take off that slutty piece of lace you call underwear for me. Then you’re going to spread those beautiful legs, show me this delicious little cunt, and I’m going to take care of you. Are we clear?”

She stared at me wide-eyed.

“Now, Princess!” I barked.

She hastily slid her teeny tiny thong down her legs and tossed it behind her, where it landed with a soft slap.

The vision was glorious, a sight to behold. If it weren’t for the mere thought of anyone else ever seeing her like that, triggering every single obsessive, possessive instinct in my body and turning me into a feral brute, I might wish I could commission a painting of it, but I was a goddamn possessive motherfucker .

If it was up to me, no one else would ever see her like this. Hailey was almost vibrating, her body taut as a bow, whether from nervousness or something else, I wasn’t entirely sure.

Isolated drops of water trickled down her sun-kissed skin, glittering like small diamonds allowed to adorn the most beautiful, most precious of all works of art. The ends of her hair, an even darker black than usual from the water, spilled over her tits, which rose and fell with shallow breaths.

I raised an eyebrow. “Almost. I think you may have forgotten the second part.”

She drew her perfectly sculpted eyebrows together, then realization flashed across her face. With her eyes fixed on mine, she placed her hands on the edge behind her and sensually spread her toned legs.

The growl that ripped out of my throat resembled that of an untamed animal. I couldn’t help it, seeing her tight pussy slowly open for me was a scene straight out of my wildest fantasies.

Unable to wait a second longer, I wedged my broad shoulders between her thighs, forcing her to open them even wider. I clutched her hair in my fist and brought her lips to mine for a devastating kiss, our tongues battling. When she sucked on my tongue before biting my lower lip, I tore myself away from her.

Lip throbbing, I tugged her head back by her hair, eliciting a hiss. Heat flared in her eyes and, spurred on by this, I lowered my head and trailed wet, open-mouthed kisses between her breasts to her navel. She tasted fucking delicious.

My hands settled on her knees, and when I pulled back to get a good look at my prize, I thrust her legs farther apart — God, she was flexible .

“Hold them like that,” I instructed, then slid my hands to her slit, the calloused areas of my palm noticeably rough against her soft skin.

Using my thumbs, I pulled her folds apart, revealing her already swollen clit. Curiosity gripped me, for no matter how much I enjoyed being in charge at the moment, this was still the first time I’d seen a pussy up close in real life. How many times had I dreamed about what hers looked like?

“I bet you taste like straight heaven.” A whimper was all I got in response.

I was dying for a taste, so I leaned in and ran my tongue flat across her — ass to clit. Fuck me, that wasn’t water glistening on her lips, it was her own juices. My princess was turned on. Turned on by the things we were doing. By the things I was doing to her.

A startled gasp tore out of her, her legs trying to close but stopped by my body. I shoved them apart again, my fingers digging firmly into her muscles.

“Ah-ah. What did I say?”

No answer. I slapped her wet cunt with the flat of my hand. Hard .

“Oh my god!”

“I’ll ask again; what did I say?”

She hastily spread her legs. My hand landed on her slit again, punctuated by a wet, slapping sound. “Use your words when I ask you a question.”

“You said to keep my legs spread …”

As she spoke, my tongue slid over her again, lapping up more of her delicious arousal.

I had never eaten a girl out before. But you know what they say? What you lack in experience, you make up for in enthusiasm. At least, I think that’s what they say.

Her tart yet sweet taste exploded on my tongue again, and I wanted to drown in it. Drink whole buckets of it. A quick glance up told me she was biting the inside of her cheek, desperate and determined to keep her moans and all the other sweet sounds I wanted to hear under wraps.

We couldn’t have that.

I let the tip of my tongue flick firmly over her clit before closing my lips around it and sucking. This earned me a gasp and the bucking of her hips.

My grip on her thighs tightened with one hand while the other moved to her entrance. I eased back a little and could feel her eyes on me as we both watched me enter her for the first time. Wet heat enveloped my finger, and holy fuck, she was tight .

I hadn’t had the balls to ask if she’d been with anyone since I left for college. It didn’t matter if she was a virgin or not, I wanted her unconditionally, always, just her. But maybe I should have asked, just in case … I was getting ahead of myself.

I’d do well to remind myself not to get too greedy. Hailey might let me lick her pussy on a spur-of-the-moment impulse, but the likelihood of it going beyond that was much, much lower. Maybe I could convince her I wasn’t just good as a fake boyfriend, but no expectations meant no disappointments. For now, I’d be happy with what I had, and damn was I ever happy.

My finger thrust in and out, exploring the feel of her tight walls, before I added a second.

“Fuck,” she breathed. My cock stood at attention under the water’s surface, but I ignored it. You had your chance, motherfucker, and you blew it. Literally .

I’d read somewhere — okay, that was a lie, I’d seen a fucking TikTok, because, let’s face it, that’s what you mean these days when you say you’ve read something somewhere — what I needed to find to make her scream for me.

After pumping in and out a few times, I found the slightly rough spot I’d been looking for. I curled my fingers in a come-hither motion, and every muscle in her body tensed.

Hailey’s hands landed on my head, clutching my hair, and my cock twitched like crazy. Huh . Guess I liked it a little rougher.

“You like that? Does my greedy little girl want some more?”

“Fuck yeah.”

I doubled down, sliding my fingers into her cunt at a slightly faster pace. At the same time, I lowered my head again to work her clit with my tongue. Hailey’s nails dug into my scalp, scratching, making me grunt. Uncontrollable moans erupted from her mouth, but I wanted more, I wanted to hear her scream .

I sucked hard on her clit and curled my fingers again. The combination worked, giving me the reaction I wanted, craved.

“Colt!” she screamed. Hailey screaming my name as I buried my fingers in her tight, wet pussy; could it get any better?

She pulled my hair, grinding against my face, riding my fingers. It was pure ecstasy to see and hear her like that. My eyes were closed, my dreams intertwined with reality in a celestial rapture. Sensations cascaded over me like a river of stars, and I savored the moment this eternity of perfect, endless bliss.

“Oh, fuck, yes. Don’t stop! I’m so fucking close.”

Two more thrusts and she exploded. Shattered, right on my fingers and tongue. Her whole body tensed, her legs shaking, with her head thrown back in pleasure. Satisfaction washed over me. I’d done that. This was my doing.

I tongued her sensitive nub until the waves of pleasure seemed to subside. My eyes met hers, and I pinned her with my gaze as I pulled my fingers out of her, brought them to my mouth, and sucked on them. Shit, her arousal tasted better than anything before. I wanted more of it, so I dove back in and lapped the cum up straight from the source.

Before long, she tried to push my head away, but I resisted with a grunt. Only when she yanked hard on my hair did I pull away, licking my lips as I came back up.

“Rude. That was my dessert. Your pussy is fucking delicious.”

“Colt, that was … you were, I mean … Goddamn, that was hot!”

A blush spread across her cheeks, and she lowered her gaze. Fuck, I wish I could see her like this all the time. I couldn’t help myself, so I claimed her lips in a searing kiss, thrusting my tongue into her mouth, and forcing her to taste herself.

“See how good you taste?” I growled against her lips, only getting a soft whimper in response. She definitely needed some water; I didn’t want her body to shut down.

Darkness had enveloped us by now, a black canvas speckled with sparkling little diamonds, unfathomable and infinite, like the woman in front of me.

Still buck-ass naked, I rose from the hot tub, struggling to ignore that her eyes were immediately drawn to my bobbing, rock-hard length, and fetched us some towels.

Neither of us said a word as I wrapped her in one before we padded into the house barefoot. Hunter had probably returned by now, but knowing him, he had wisely disappeared into his room. He wasn’t the best at social interactions, but he wasn’t stupid.

I led Hailey into the kitchen, filled a glass with water, and handed it to her. She had an odd expression on her face, but in the dim light, it was impossible to decipher.

Hailey drained the glass while I leaned against the countertop lost in thought. I was a little worried about what would happen next. Would we pretend nothing had happened? Would we ever talk about this night? Would things get awkward between us?

“I guess I should get going.”

Anxiety settled deep in my stomach. My subconscious wanted to fall back into old patterns, to convince myself I wasn’t good enough, but something pulled me back. Something in her tone — was that reluctance I heard? Could it be that she didn’t want to leave?

Before I could talk myself out of it, I blurted, “You can also stay. With me.”

Hailey’s lips parted, and for seemingly endless seconds she stared at me, eyes wide.

“Only if you want to, of course. It was just a—”

“Yes. Absolutely. I’ll stay here.”

My eyebrows shot up, but then I got a grip and masked my surprise. Cautiously, I held out my hand to her. Sometimes, I was still afraid of scaring her or inadvertently intimidating her with my size. Sometimes, you start to feel like one when you’ve been called the beast for years. Hailey had never shown the slightest sign of fear, but this anxiety was rooted in my core.

And where she was concerned, they seemed unfounded. Without a second’s hesitation, she placed her soft hand in mine.

“Okay, let’s go, then.”

Not allowing myself to overthink the matter any further, I led her upstairs to my room. She took her time looking around, taking in the floor-to-ceiling windows, and I’ve never been so happy about keeping things tidy.

“Guess you need something to sleep in, right?”

A wicked grin spread across Hailey’s face. “What if I told you I sleep naked?”

“I’d say cool, me too. But if you want me to make it through the night, I’ll be on my knees begging you to at least put on a shirt. I only have so much control, Princess.”

I ran a hand through my hair, ruffling it. The thought of lying naked in bed with Hailey was enough to make my resistance crumble, but we wouldn’t go any further than we already had tonight.

That was a line I had drawn. As much as I craved it, hungered for it, I wouldn’t risk her regretting it. No fucking way. If we ever fucked, I’d have to be sure she wanted it as badly as I did.

“Alriiight.” I was almost exasperated that she actually sounded a little disappointed.

“Very generous of you,” I deadpanned before going into my closet to grab a shirt for her.

“The bathroom’s in the back if you want to … freshen up,” I called out to her as I finished toweling myself off. Her bare feet padded across the wooden floor, then the sound of running water could be heard.

She stepped out of the bathroom as if on cue, dropping her towel and reaching for her shirt, when I emerged in a fresh pair of boxers. Christ almighty. Was she trying to kill me?

I glanced up at the ceiling but not before spotting the devilish expression on her face.

Brat . She’d pay for this one day.

“You can look. All clear.”

She had no idea how wrong she was. My shirt hung down past Hailey’s knees and looked more like a dress, but … fucking hell, what was it about a woman wearing your clothes that made it so irresistible?

Some primitive, possessive part of my brain was deeply satisfied to see her in my shirt. As if I had staked my claim.

With one big step, I was standing right in front of her, one arm around her waist, then carried her to the bed. She was so tiny it took barely any effort.

“Get into bed. I have practice in the morning, and I need to get some sleep,” I ordered.

She bit the corner of her mouth but climbed into my oversized bed and slid under the covers.

I hooked our phones to the chargers, set my alarm for the next morning, then went to the door to turn off the lights.

For a moment, I lingered in the darkness, then I turned around and slipped into bed with Hailey. Another thing from my list of things I never thought I’d do.

To be respectful, I stayed on my side of the bed as much as possible. I wasn’t going to make any presumptions just because she had decided to sleep here.

“Colt?” Her voice sounded so sweet and warm.

“Yeah?”

“Any particular reason why you’re practically hanging halfway off the edge of the bed?”

I huffed, half amused, half exasperated. Was she so oblivious to what she was doing to me?

“You tell me.”

“I’d say it sounds pretty uncomfortable. There’s definitely plenty of room over here.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Wanna come here and find out?”

I slid closer to the middle of the bed, then clasped my hands behind my head and stretched out on my back.

The sheets rustled, then her petite body was pressed against my side, and she placed a warm hand on my stomach, with her long hair tickling my chest. The difference between heaven and hell was a fine line.