Page 88 of Ride or Die
“Is that all for today, Williams?” I raise an eyebrow. He simply nods, then slaps an envelope against my chest, copping another feel.
“Have a good night kids. I’ll be in contact soon. There are a couple more jobs to go, Layla, so please be prepared. You’ll hear from me in a couple weeks.” I nod at him, and Axel puts the car into drive and pulls out of the pier.
We drive back in silence to Colt’s place, my hands shaking in my lap the entire time. Holy fucking shit.
I'm officially a car thief.
CHAPTER
FORTY-THREE
NURSE AND THE PATIENT
LAYLA
Axel drops me off and heads home to Daya, and I go upstairs to get changed. I slowly push open the bedroom door to find Colt sitting on the bed watching TV in his black boxer briefs that emphasize…everything.
His hair is messy as usual, and the light from the TV casts perfectly over his tattooed skin. Between the light and shadows rippling across his six-pack and the adrenaline coursing through my veins, my desire is on fire for him.
After all the building me up Colton has done and tonight’s success, I feel like one hell of a powerful, confident woman. These men think they run the show, no, no. I can make them drop to their knees.
I stand here for a second, admiring the man I get to fuck anytime I want before he takes notice of me. His eyes light up, then travel down my body appreciatively.
“Wow, you look gorgeous, babe. How’d it go?” I shrug in response as a small smirk tilts the corner of my mouth. Shutting the door, I place my bag on the dresser, grabbing the envelopeof money and bringing it to Colt. He flips through the bills, counting under his breath.
“All here.” He nods, confirming it was the amount he was owed, then hands it back to me.
Once its tucked away in the safe, I return to the foot of the bed, eyeing him up. Even in a cast up to his knee and one wrapped around his right arm, he gets my motor running. His broad chest and arms flex as he adjusts himself on the pillow, eyes burning into mine, waiting to see what I’ll do next.
I step out of my heels, hooking my fingers under the hem of my dress and slowly peeling it up and over my head. My breasts bounce out of the fabric, and Colt lets out a small groan, his tongue daring out to lick his lower lip.
The sexual tension thickens between us as I drop the fabric to the floor, and heat pools between my thighs. I’ve had him countless times, yet I still can’t get over how sexy he is.
Colton Hawthorne.Mine.
He watches my every move, eyes darkening as I stalk towards him and climb onto the mattress, straddling him. He grips my hip with his good hand as I grind down on him, feeling his manhood stir beneath me. My body takes over and I roll my hips, making us both moan.
"Fuck baby, you’re so hot," he rasps, and I smile. I run my fingers through his hair, grazing his scalp with my nails, then rest my hands on either side of his neck. He blinks slowly, enjoying the sensation. I watch him for a moment, admiring the man before me.
“Thank you,” I say softly. His eyebrows pinch together in confusion before I continue.
“For putting me on this pedestal. You make me feel strong, sexy and confident because you are constantly building me up. Telling me I’m beautiful all the time. Reminding me how smart I am. Even through all of my academic success, I have never felt sopowerful. And that’s because of you, because you have loved me for all these years and you shower me with affection. You make me feel whole, Colt.” He stares up at me, his eyes peering into my soul as my thumbs run back and forth along his neck.
I lean down, my hair falling around us like curtains as I kiss his lips gently. His part, allowing my tongue to glide with his. Playfully twirling, dipping and darting in and out of each other's mouths, there is always so much passion in our kisses. I drag his bottom lip out with my teeth and grind into him again, making him groan painfully.
“That’s why I was able to pull this off tonight. Because of you. Without you, I never would have felt this thrill and excitement in my life. It’s what I needed. I feel alive since we connected.”
“Without me you wouldn’t have had to do any of this in the first place,” he points out quietly. He still holds so much guilt for dragging me into this mess.
“That’s the thing, though. Once I got the car to the docks, I ended up loving it. I seduced a complete stranger, drugged him, and ended up driving the lift tonight. I loved the scheme we pulled. I loved my heart racing in my chest as I drove away and pulled into the shipping container. I fucking loved every bit of it.”
A grin tugs at the corner of his mouth as his hand squeezes my ass. “Mmm, you reallyareturning into my bad girl, aren’t you?” A rumble emerges from his chest as I nod, biting my lip.
"I already am your bad girl." He grins even wider and grips my ass, pulling me into him, encouraging me to grind against him more. He wants to feel me so bad. His eyes roll back as I dry hump his hard cock through his tented boxers, friction that feels so fucking good.
“This adrenaline coursing through me right now has me fucking buzzing,” I whisper. My lips feather along his jawbone before my teeth graze along the sharp lines.
“It’s the best high out there, well, aside from coming inside of you.” His deep voice vibrates through me and I nod in agreement.
