Page 117 of Toxic Wishes

“She did? When was this?” Colt asks.

“The same day she popped over here. She told me she is thinking about moving out of her parent's house, and since the plan was to move in with Jenna, who’s married now, she thought it would be a good idea if we moved in with one another. She said it made perfect sense since we have known each other our whole lives.”

I unhook my bra, letting it fall to the floor, pushing my underwear down my legs. His eyes scale down on me, resting on my breasts—his favorite part. And I soak up the power I have at this moment.

“We have a family friend that owns a house, and he hasn’t had any luck renting it out,” I explain. “She thought it would be great for us to move in. The rent is cheap in exchange for cleaning up the place. A whole house all to ourselves.” I step into the shower, but when I close the door, Colt runs over to me to stop me from closing it. He holds the door open.

“Well, that was thoughtful of her.” He says, not looking at all happy. Then he starts to unbuckle his jeans. Deciding to join me, I guess. “Mm-hmm,” I say innocently. “She’s an angel. So selfless.”

He quirks a brow and steps in, closing the door. We both know Namoi doesn’t have my best interests at heart. She can’t stand me being next to Colt, so she can be helpful all she wants. But what she’s doing is getting me out of the way so she can have Colt all to herself again.

“And what did you say?”

He asks, leaning his head back in the spray and wetting his hair.

“I said I’d think about it.”

“But you can save more money by staying here for a while. So I think that’s a better deal, don’t you?” His gaze turns dark, like a cheetah about to pounce on his helpless prey at any moment.

I laugh to myself, soaping up my body. His motives aren’t exactly selfless, either.

“She was concerned I may be uncomfortable here. Tiny apartment, living with my friend's brother…” I trailed off. “Us here alone. Together,” I explain.

He pushes me back against the wall, and I suck in a breath dropping the loofa. His hands dive in between my legs. He lifts my knee, opening me for him. He softly and slowly rubs my clit in circles. Making my knees go weak.

“Are you uncomfortable?” His voice was low and husky.

“No,” my breath shakes. “But maybe you miss having this place to yourself. You and Bodie, and renting out the house. Maybe she thought I was inconveniencing you.”

His heated eyes bore into mine, and he shook his head slowly. “I just realized something.”

“What?” I say through a breath.

“If you leave, I won’t have everything I need in my apartment.” He increases his speed. Hovering his mouth over mine. He then slips a finger inside me. I gasp as he closes his mouth on mine, kissing me soft and slow as he enters my body again and again. His tongue flips my top lip, and then he whispers.

“Coming home to this is addictive. How can I not want it?” He pulls out of me and slides back in, two fingers this time. Slow and gentle. As he pins me to the wall, I let my head fall back as he watches my face. God, he’s good. I reach in between us and start stroking his cock.

“She’s right to watch out for you, Abigail.” He says, biting my bottom lip.

“Your too innocent for all the fucking stuff I want to do to you.”

“I’m not that innocent.”

“Is that right?” he says.

“Some may call me toxic.” I'm not sure where that came from, so I ignored the question mark resting on my head.

“Yeah?” he pulls his fingers out. He grabs the backs of my thighs, lifting me and pressing me into the wall. His cock is long, complicated, and ready, and I feel it is teasing my entrance.

Yes

“Hey, Dad,” we both lift our heads. Colt drops me to the floor.

“Shit,” Colt whispers.

“Dad, are you in here?” He shakes his head, signaling for me to speak.

“Hey, Bodie,” I shout.

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