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“What happened?” He asks, rubbing his thumb over a red bruise under my boob. “Are you okay?”
“That’s from last night in the lake,” I whisper. “From you.”
He groans and dips down to kiss the mark he made. “Fuck, I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be,” I breathe, loving how gentle he is with me. How he’s only like that with me. “I like that you left it.”
I am already soaking wet from just kissing him, but I want more. I need more.
“Is this okay?” He asks as he moves down my body, brushing a single finger through my slit.
I nod but my breathing slows as his mouth finds my bundle of nerves. His tongue gently laps against me and my vision starts to instantly blur.
I’ve never wanted anything as much as I want him right now.
The way he looks up at me as I watch him devour my pussy is wicked. His eyes are wild and needy and I throw my head back with pleasure. He replaces his tongue with his fingers and buries them deep inside me, running his lips over the inside of my thighs.
“I’ve always imagined what this would be like.” He rasps. “To touch you like this.”
His fingers push deeper inside me and I can feel his palm tight against me. The fullness isn’t something I’mused to, and I’m basically grinding my hips against him at this point.
His mouth falls back against my clit and his fingers swirl around inside me in a motion that I can’t begin to describe. It’s euphoric.
“Colson, I…” No more than I can get his name past my lips, my body is shaking. When I finally feel my orgasm rip though me, he doesn’t move his fingers, he leaves them.
“I love the way you tighten around me,” he says, gently pulling his fingers from inside me.
I’ve never seen Colson like this. He takes my towel that’s laid out next to us and gently cleans me up. It’s the most intimate thing I’ve ever experienced.
“Lincoln!” My brother’s voice outside the door pulls me from my adoration. “Have you seen Colson? I swear he was in the living room five seconds ago and now I can’t find him.”
Colson’s eyes widen as he shakes his head and I search desperately for my panties. I can’t be naked and talk to my brother, it’s weird.
“No,” I choke out. “I just got out of the shower. Haven’t seen him.” I lie, watching as Colson twirls my panties around with his index finger. The wicked smirk on his perfectly chiseled face confirms the inevitable.
I will keep secrets if it means I get to keep him. I will lie through my teeth, even to my own brother.
15
Colson
That night at the lake house sits undisputedly at number one on the “greatest nights of my life” list. Directly followed by the next three that also have something to do with Lincoln Bane.
It wasn’t like any other night that I’d had with her. There was no pretending, no hiding. I laid there and looked into her eyes and for one night, we didn’t think about Reiss. We didn’t think about anyone but us.
I’d treated Lincoln like a disease for the past three years, knowing that I couldn’t tell anyone how I really felt. God knows I didn’t deserve her affection at all, but I’m glad she chose to give it to me on her special day.
Her eighteenth birthday.
“What are you doing?” Reiss asks, yanking his helmet off, his wet hair matted against his forehead. “You gonnaride or sit there on your bike and stare off into space like a weirdo?”
Truthfully, I can’t ride. My ankle feels like someone is taking a chainsaw to my boot when I ride and the vibrations nearly make me want to vomit.
“I’m just not feeling that great. I think I’m gonna go home and take a nap.”
He scoffs. “You need to get your head out of your ass. What is going on with you? Is it something with your parents?”
I instantly feel defensive at the mere mention of them, “No?”
