Page 62 of The Break Out

I rouse slightly when Colton pulls the blankets up, but the last thing I remember is being pulled tighter against a wall of muscle, lips touching my hair and I think I hear him say, “Sweet dreams, Princess.” But I’m already asleep.

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The first thing I notice when I start to wake up is that my arms are wrapped around a woman. The second, is that her floral shampoo scent hits my nose and I just bury my face deeper into her blonde locks to get more of it.

She stayed this time.

We didn’t fuck and I could tell that was her plan. For once in my life, I didn’t even mind. Though, right now my dick has also woken up and is on another page. I’m hard as a rock and if she was awake, I know she could feel it against her ass.

As if she can hear my thoughts, she wiggles slightly which rubs up against me. I have to bite back a groan from the sensation. I lean forward, burying my face in the crook of her shoulder. She lets out a little moan while swiveling her hips again.

“Baby Collee?” I whisper.

“Mm,” she murmurs.

“You awake?” I push her hair away so I can run my lips along her exposed skin.

She makes a noise like she’s saying no, but the way she presses herself against me and rubs harder contradicts that.

“If you’re awake, and you don’t want me to start our morning by fucking you into this mattress, then you might want to stop rubbing your tight ass against my dick.”

I hear the little moan she lets out, but she tries to hide it by turning her face into the pillow. I press harder against her so she can really feel how hard I am for her.

“What’ll it be? Are you wet for me already? Should I enjoy your pussy for breakfast first?” I say while darting my tongue out to lick a line up her neck before biting her lobe lightly.

She turns on her back to look up at me, her hair is fanned out against the pillow, eyes squinted as she adjusts to waking up. She has a crease on her cheek from the pillowcase. But fuck she’s as beautiful as ever.

I’ve always thought she was hot, obviously, but it was fucking with her I really enjoyed. Right now, though, I don’t even want that, I just want her to tell me to make her feel good. She still hasn’t said anything, so I lean down to press my lips against hers.

I’m barely a breath away when she says, “I need to shower.” Her tone is harsh, and it has me pulling back to look at her, confused.

She presses her palms against my chest to push me off, and I let her, but unable to wipe the look from my face. “What’s your deal?” I ask.

“I don’t have one,” she responds, stretching her arms up before getting out of the bed.

I get up to follow her. “You sure as shit seem like it. What just happened?”

“Nothing, I just need to shower then you need to take me home. I stayed the night like you wanted.” She goes into the bathroom, turning on my shower. I can’t even think about how comfortable she seems because I’m irritated at her blowing me off.

“You wake up rubbing against my cock and suddenly you hate me again?”

“I wasn’t even awake. I didn’t know what I was doing. Get out, I’m going to shower.”

I lean back against the sink, folding my arms across my chest to show her I’m not going anywhere. Her eyes sweep over me for a moment before she shrugs and pulls my t-shirt off her body, and my mouth goes dry at the sight of her almost naked. She pushes off her panties a moment later and I have to clench my fists.

“What is with this fucking attitude?” I snap, annoyed with her blow off.

“I don’t have one, but you asking that is going to make it worse.” She steps inside the large rainfall shower.

I consider how this may backfire, but I don’t care, I’m fucking annoyed with how she’s acting like we didn’t actually have a decent time yesterday and now she’s being a brat to meagain. In a single movement, I push off my boxer briefs and step into the shower.

She turns toward me, shocked, “What are you–”

I spin her around, pressing her against the wall, she lets out a yelp as the cold tile presses against her bare skin.

“You do have an attitude and I don’t know why, but I think you need it fucked out of you.” I press my front against her back completely so she can feel my erection against her ass.

“I don’t need anything from you. Get out,” she says weakly.

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