Page 46 of Ride or Die (The Shores #1)

CHAPTER

FORTY-SIX

LOST TIME

LAYLA

Colt looks adorable with his unruly black hair curling out the sides of his backwards hat smiling ear to ear as he sits on the doctor’s examination table.

“I cannot wait to shower this goddamn leg. First thing I’m doing when we get home. It probably stinks in there,” he says, examining the scuffed cast from side to side.

I scrunch up my nose. “That’s gross.”

“Well, I can’t help it! Then I gotta strengthen this bad boy back up. Here come the leg workouts.” He wiggles his eyebrows at me suggestively.

I shrug, suppressing a grin. “Hey, I’m not complaining.” He smirks and squeezes my hand.

I can’t wait to have the freedom to fuck again. This man brought out the naughty girl within me, and with a banged up leg he wasn’t able to do the things I know he’s capable of.

Needless to say, we are going to have lots of sex.

The doctor from Williams' place walks in all smiles. He has a new leg brace and the saw to cut off the cast. He promptly cuts it off and we all burst out laughing at the horrible smell that comes from it. Men wearing casts for weeks, yeah, it’s disgusting.

I plug my nose as the doctor quickly wipes him down with baby wipes, saving us all from that misery as we continue to chuckle. Surprisingly, his leg hasn’t lost too much muscle mass, but they were huge and powerful to begin with.

The doctor puts on the boot brace and he tries it out, walking around the room. After he’s done, we head home for Colt’s post-cast shower. The drive is mostly quiet, nothing but the rumble of the engine as we cruise down the road.

“I wanna come with you.” Colt breaks the silence, looking over at me. “On the next job. No Axel, just you and me. I wanna see my fine ass woman in action.” His eyes flash with excitement.

He misses the thrill.

“You can just push Axel out like that? I mean, he needs the money. He’s always complaining he’s broke.”

“That’s not my problem. I wanna do my last job ever with my girl. Before we run off into the Hawaiian sunset.” I glance at him, and he gives me the sexiest smirk, making butterflies erupt in my stomach.

The idea of spending my life with him just hits the spot for me.

“Axel is a big boy. He needs to learn to take care of himself. He’s not going anywhere, so he’ll have more money to be made with Williams. Plus, he’s being a fucking asshole.

I am starting to wonder how involved he was in stealing the drugs from the car I crashed.

Williams is being very hush-hush about what happened. ”

I bite my lip and glance over at him again. “I’ve wondered that too. We need to find out who wants us dead, Colt. All these threats we have been getting, do you think it could be someone close to us…” I trail off and he grabs my hand, giving it a squeeze.

“Later tonight, I’m going to find out. Williams is involved in international crime. People make money off my cars on the black market and place sure bets on my races. It could be fucking anyone that’s pissed off I’m leaving.”

“That doesn’t ease my mind at all. Like, how did it even get out that you’re leaving?

We shouldn’t have said anything to anyone.

Are we just sitting ducks waiting for some hitman to take us out when we least expect it?

Or is Williams somehow protecting us? Or is he out to get us like Constantine said? ” I let out a deep, anxious breath.

“Williams has our back,” Colt says confidently.

“I have leverage on him and he knows that. Constantine was filling your head full of shit to get you to cross sides. But he needs to know about my leverage on him, too. And with that, they will help lessen the likelihood of someone fucking with us. If Constantine and Williams warn people to stay away, they will.” He turns to face me, stroking my hair as I drive.

“I promised you I would keep you safe. I’m not an idiot, Layla. I have something big on both of them, and if they fuck with me, I could ruin them.” I have no clue what he's referring to, but I have to trust him.

“Okay, I trust you.” I peek over at him, and he gives me a huge smile and brings my hand to his lips.

Once we get home, Colt takes a shower as I snuggle up in bed and read, trying to ignore the bad feeling in the pit of my stomach. When he's finished, he returns in just a towel and starts getting dressed. I watch his movements as his delicious scent fills the room.

“Colt, I know you have your suspicions about Axel, as do I, but we need him for this job. We need a driver, and you can’t drive the Corolla if you want to see me in action and pull the job with me.” He sighs and rubs his face as he leans against the dresser in only his boxers.

“How do we get paid then?” He tilts his head towards me.

“Babe, between the two of us we get paid twenty grand for this job. I think we’re good.

Give Axel one last gimme and then he’s on his own.

Okay? That way he doesn’t try to fuck up the job for us.

I can see him being irrational if you push him out completely, and it's leaving me with an unsettled feeling.”

He lets out a deep breath. “Fiiiiine,” he reluctantly agrees, and I give him a pointed look.

“Look at you, ‘I don’t need any money’, but here you are being a dick to your friend because twenty grand isn’t enough. I haven't even made that in a year! Money and power changes people I see.” I raise my eyebrow at him, teasing him.

“Hey! Don’t call me a greedy asshole!” He tackles me on the bed and begins tickling me.

“But you are!” I cry out through my laughter. He suddenly stops and looks down at me with complete adoration in his eyes. I will never get tired of Colt looking at me that way.

“I’m only greedy about you.” He slams his lips onto mine and proves to me how much stronger his leg actually is.

The third one, that is.

COLTON

Her beautiful breasts bounce as I thrust into her over and over, a slick sheen of sweat covering her gorgeous body. I’ve got lost time to make up for, and today I’m being relentless on her perfect pussy.

My dick has missed being buried deep inside of her for the past eight weeks. I used to fuck her every single day, but that stupid cast prevented us from doing so. So today, I’m not letting up. I've lost count of how many times we've fucked.

“Colt, please,” she begs for another release.

“You want more, baby?” She nods, biting her lip as she looks up at me. A grin teases my lips as I pull out of her.

“Colton!” Layla whines as she watches me walk across my room with disbelief, my dick bouncing at full attention as I move. Opening the closet doors, I pull out a little surprise and turn around to face her, showing off the small purple wand I intend to use on her.

A huge grin spreads across her face. She is so beautiful it makes my heart ache. My girl may have been the good girl, but she’s got a kinky side, and I’ve enjoyed taking my time with her, exposing us to new experiences together, and today, this little vibrator is coming out to play.

“What do you intend to do with that?” she asks, looking between me and the wand. Her arms are restrained with the handcuffs above her head. I love seeing her submissive like this.

My grin is mischievous as I place it on the bed beside us and kneel between her legs.

I feather my fingers over her abdomen, skating them across her skin to grope her breasts, massaging them in my palms and making her squirm underneath me.

My hands run down her body, feeling every inch of her, until I caress the sensitive skin around her pussy, stroking softly and making her moan.

“I intend to make you scream with it,” I say lowly.

A grin pulls at her lips. “Good boy,” she breathes out, and I grin widely.

Leaning down, I take her lips with mine and devour her luscious mouth, our tongues gliding perfectly together.

I reach for the vibrator and turn it on, sitting up and bringing it between us.

Slowly, I graze it along her mound, inserting just the tip inside of her before dragging it between her wet folds and circling it around her clit.

My mouth parts and I breathe heavily, watching the effect it has on her. Her body writhes and her eyes close tightly, eyebrows furrowing as she experiences the new sensation.

And I’m painfully hard watching her response to it.

Her legs squeeze around me as I circle the wand around her clit over and over again. She begins panting and trembling under me.

“H-holy f-fuck, that’s good,” she rasps. Her eyes remain closed as she bites her lip, throwing her head back against the bed and moaning. I grab her jaw and force her to look at me.

“I want you to watch me while I make you come. You are so fucking sexy,” I say huskily. She nods, watching me use the vibrator on her.

“Babe, you’re going to make me come already,” she hums, and I can’t hold out anymore. I shove my dick back inside her, fucking her deep and slow as I continue to torture her clit with the vibrating wand.

“Oh my god ! It's s-so good. Ahh!!” she screams as I hit her slow but deeply over and over again, her body tightening around mine as she comes hard. By some fucking miracle, I pull out before I blow my load, able to hold off my release.

I want to play a bit more.

I let her orgasm diminish as I undo the handcuffs, flipping her onto her hands and knees before swiftly entering her again, urgently needing to feel her around me.

“Jesus Colt. You take Viagra or some shit?” she teases, and I let out a strained chuckle.

“I know, baby. I can’t get enough. I just can’t stop.” I practically whine in pleasure as her warm, wet walls surround me again. My head falls back as I grip onto her ass and pump into her.

I spread her cheeks open and closed and spit on her asshole, placing the vibrator on her puckered back hole. She jolts up and back into me, allowing the vibrator to gently slip into her ass, and she lets out a long moan.

“H-holy s-shit,” she groans as she looks over her shoulder at me, her eyes wild with arousal. My girl loves this, as do I.

I pump in and out of her with the same rhythm that I thrust the vibrating wand into her ass. Not too hard or fast, letting her get used to it, stretching her open, preparing her for the day I fuck her in the ass with my cock.

“One day, I’m going to fuck you in this little hole, Layla. I’ll own all of you,” I groan as my hand traces the curve of her ass.

“Yes, that sounds so good,” she says breathlessly. “But you already own all of me, Colton, forever.”

I growl and pick up my pace. I can’t help myself. I fuck her hard and fast as I let the vibrator sit just inside her ass.

“Fuck Colt, you’re perfect. So fucking perfect. I love you so goddamn much.” Her pussy walls contract around me so tightly I have to stop. I look up to the roof and let out a deep breath, trying to control myself.

“Jesus fucking Christ, Lay,” I groan out painfully before I start to rock back into her, fucking her hard and fast again.

“Ahh! Colt, I can’t hold out any longer, it’s too good!” she cries out, her fists gripping and twisting the sheets.

Her body starts to convulse around me as she screams my name over and over. She starts to squirt all over the sheets as she wails out, and it’s the hottest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. Knowing I’m bringing her so much pleasure does it for me.

The most intense feeling overcomes me, and I grip her hips so tightly it probably leaves bruises.

I let out a roar as I blow my load deep inside her, pressing my hips forward so I can be as deep as possible.

My mind goes completely blank as I come hard, even though it's likely nothing even came out of me.

She falls to the sheets, and my body collapses on top of hers as I try to catch my breath.

"I fucking love you," she mumbles into the bed. I remove the vibrator and shut it off, tossing it to the side.

"Mmm, and I love you." I run my nose along her cheek, kissing her lightly.

Grabbing her, I roll her out of our little mess and flop down on my back beside her. After hours of fucking, I think it’s time we actually rest.

I look over at her in total awe as she lies face down on the sheets, smiling when I hear little snores escaping her already. I wore her out. Rolling over, I rub my hand gently up and down her back as I admire her.

This girl amazes me every day. She has grown so much, accepted me and taken on every challenge this place has brought us like a fucking champ. And she does it all for me.

I can’t get enough of her. I love her more and more every single day. We may have been through hell and back in our short time together, but this girl has my heart and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I am so fucking elated that she wants to share a life with me despite everything.

Reluctantly, I roll over to my bedside table to set an alarm for thirty minutes, needing a nap after all that activity. As much as I’d love to lay here for the rest of the night with her, I have to take another shower and then go out and take care of business.

Now that I’m better, I have some serious shit I have to deal with.