Page 28 of Ride or Die
“I've liked you for so long. I don’t want to wait anymore. Everything that's happened between us these past two weeks, and you coming after me tonight…I want all of you. I know I've been holding out for you,” I reassure him.
Of course, I know this is going quickly, but honestly, everything feels right with him. In a matter of a couple of weeks, Colton’s managed to become a close friend. For someone like me, who had their guard up for fear of being hurt or made fun of, Colton has shown me a side of himself that no one else has ever seen, and that makes me trust him. It’s like we have our own little secret between us. It feels special. And he is so fucking sweet to me. Driving me everywhere, feeding me, his little comments about how attracted he is to me, how smart he thinks I am. He is genuinely simping over me.
It's more than physical with him. This shit between us runs deep. I just know it.
Even if he does screw me over one day, at least I can say I fucked Colton Hawthorne.
“I’m not going to fuck you,” he says, and my heart drops. “I’m going to make love to you.”
He grins before slamming his lips against mine, kissing me urgently. I moan as he takes over my mouth, reaching down to pull at his boxers. Pushing them down past his ass, his large cock breaks free, slapping onto my abdomen.
I look down at it and back at his playful grin. He stands up, dick standing at perfect attention, bouncing as he walks over towhere his pants are drying on the chair. Digging into his pocket, he grabs his wallet and pulls out a condom, its foil glinting in the soft light. Seizing my moment, I slip off my panties and cover myself with the blanket, cocooning my nerves in its warmth.
He hops back in the bed and sits beside me, leaning against the headboard. Excited but a bit nervous, I look down at his dick, then back up to his face. I don’t have any experience, but I must say I am quite pleased with what stands before me.
Slowly, I reach over and wrap my hand around his length, sensing his curious eyes on me. I hesitate, feeling him twitch in my hand as my fingers tighten. The slight reaction boosts my confidence, and I move my hand up and down, stroking leisurely. His head rolls back against the headboard, and he moans. Stroking from root to tip, my eyes watch with fascination as I please him
Like I said before, when I learn a new skill, I master it.
“Oh my god. Yes, just like that. Good job, baby,” he groans, encouraging me. It makes me feel invincible.
“Show me how you like it,” I rasp in a voice I don’t even recognize.
He takes his hand and wraps it around mine, showing me exactly how much pressure and speed to use. Watching our hands move together only makes me want him more.
Once we find a perfect rhythm, Colton removes his hand as I continue pumping him. He brings the condom wrapper between his lips, and I watch in amazement as he rips the foil with his teeth, rolling the condom down his length.
“You sure you’re okay with this? I’ll go slow and stop if you ask me to, okay?” he asks quietly.
“Yes. Please. I’m ready.” I nod repeatedly. I want this. I want him. Desperately. Every instinct in my body craves to know what it feels like to be filled, especially by him.
I lay back, opening my thighs. Colton positions himself between them, resting on his elbows to hover over me. His tip settles against my wet pussy, blue eyes staring into mine.
“You’re so beautiful, Layla,” he whispers, pressing his lips to mine. His tongue enters my mouth as he guides himself in slowly.
Stretching my virgin walls bit by bit, Colton takes my innocence. It hurts, I won’t lie, but not as bad as I thought. I think because I’m so wet and ready for him, my body needs this release more than it cares about the pain.
“You okay?” he asks with a look of concern, still pressing forward.
“I’m more than okay,” I whisper back, looking at my dream guy hovering above me, messy hair dangling in his face, those eyes gazing down on me, burning bright with arousal.
I’ve noticed that every time Colt looks at me, the blue in his eyes becomes more prominent than the gray, and I love it. They allow me to see deep into his soul.
With a groan, Colton finally slides all the way in, stilling for a second to allow me to adjust to him. When I nod my approval, he slowly pulls out and glides back in. The pain is still present, but it dissipates every time he enters me.
After a couple more thrusts, my walls relax, and everything becomes more pleasurable, eliciting a moan from me. Spurred by my sounds, Colton picks up his pace and pumps into me a little harder, intensifying the sensation.
“Holy shit. I’ve waited so long for this. You feel so fucking good, Layla. Better than I ever imagined, fuuuck.” His moan is deep and raw, making me squeeze around him, and his eyes roll back for a moment before they refocus on mine, his sexy tattooed arms and chest flexing as he moves above me.
He kisses me deeply and we moan together, wrapped up in one another. With every thrust, I feel the knot in my stomachgetting larger and tighter. I’m climbing to my peak, and Colton Hawthorne is the first one to take me there.
His face dips into my neck, holding me close as he makes love to me. “I’m so close, baby,” he groans into my ear, pushing back up to look at me, allowing me to watch the pleasure on his face.
An explosion of electricity and heat shoots through my entire body as I spasm around him, unable to stop the loud scream that comes out of my mouth.
“Colt! Oh my god!” I cry out as I come undone, feeling every part of my body heat up and then tingle. He pumps harder and faster now, and I see something flash across his eyes.
“Mm, fuuuck,” he groans as he comes too. “Oh god, Layla.” He exhales and leans down, kissing me passionately, his thrusts slowing to a stop.
