Page 45 of The Chase

He pulled up and turned off the van engine. Silence swooped in. Colt looked over to April as it enveloped them like a blanket. It was just the two of them at a cabin by the lake. It was just them in the whole fucking world.

“Out. Now,” Colt rasped, needing to move before he was tempted to act on his impulse to pounce on her immediately and drag her into his lap. He wanted to plunge into her and ruin them both.

April licked then bit her lip and breathed out. She nodded once and then started fumbling with the door handle, snatching it open. He practically fell out of the van himself. His feet didn’t feel like his. His knees were like water. He rounded the van and bumped straight into April.

He grabbed her shoulders. “Where do you think you are going?” he hissed.

Her eyes were wide in the dark. “I… our bags… our stuff, should we unpack?”

“No. Inside. Now,” he demanded roughly. For a moment he thought of the box of condoms in the glove compartment but then he remembered her bold, determined voice. “I don’t want you to use one. I want you to come in me, Colt.” His eyes rolled back in his head and he groaned, his balls pulling upwards. Focus Colt, he told himself. Fucking keep it together.

She seemed to be shivering. His animal instincts kicked in. Sweet fuck, he had to get inside her, possess her. He spun her around so her back was to his chest, and he slapped one of her ass cheeks firmly, propelling her forward.

The silent night carried her whimper across the lake. Across the world, it felt like. They staggered up onto the wooden porch, their footfalls echoing on the boards.

“Where’s the key?” he spat out, crashing into the back of her as she stopped suddenly. His legs weren’t working properly and couldn’t stop himself from plowing into her. Feeling her smaller, warm body against him, he let his weight propel her into the door.

“Oof.” She had the air knocked out of her by his larger body.

“Key, April,” he prompted, his hands roving over her body. He grabbed her ass first, right in front of his groin. He wasn’t stopping himself now. Using his thumbs over the top of her leggings, he spread her cheeks. His cock had been hard since they’d got back in the van, pressing into the zipper of the damn khakis. He smashed his hips into her spread cheeks. She railed and let out a desperate mewl and he nearly lost it.

“Key, fuck April-”

“Colt, oh my… please-”

She turned her face and looked up at his. He leaned forward and took her mouth roughly. Colt shoved his tongue in between her lips. Her hot, soft lips met his. Pure fucking ecstasy. One hand of his left her ass and held her face up to his by her chin.

He had to get her inside, otherwise he’d take her right here on the porch.

“Colt, I want you-” she began to pull away from his kiss, rubbing her nose against his stubble covered chin. He was in despair with his impatience.

“You’re going to fucking get me right fucking now-” His other hand groped her hip, skimming it up to her breast, which he roughly and shamelessly grabbed. “Key?”

“In my… oh Colt...” she huffed, a little frown line appearing on her forehead.

“Where, April?”

She let out a needy yelp and pushed her butt back into his hard cock.

“Fuck,” he ground out, dropping his head forward to her shoulders.

“My pocket, Colt...” He barely heard her.

“Get the door open.” He nipped her neck, rough, then soft. Then rough again.

She fumbled with the door handle, plucking the key from her front right pocket. The large keychain got caught in the small pocket of her leggings, then released with a light snap.

Colt wanted to snap the elastic of her waistband against her butt. He reached his hands down and tugged, doing just that. She gasped as she aimed the silver key at the lock. Colt did it again, pulling the waistband down. It snapped back against her bare ass. Her panties were caught up in the leggings.

His hand came to his waist now and he ripped his pants open, the button popping out of the buttonhole, the zipper practically unzipping on its own with the bulge of his aching, leaking cock. He yanked the polo shirt off, tugged the khakis and his briefs down to just below his butt, too.

He pressed his freed cock into her butt cheeks. They both nearly lost it then and there, shivering from need and anticipation. “April-”

“It’s unlocked, it’s unlocked,” she slurred. Colt pushed into her from behind, she opened the handle and they both swung into the cabin in a free fall. For a moment, he wanted to fall to the floor and into her in one fluid motion. And hit home. Root deep. Fall out of his skin and into her.

But he caught them both. His khakis were still high enough for him to use his feet. She was falling forward though, and he caught her, scrambling to close the door behind him. She locked the door and had him up against it, kissing him hard.

This is it. This is when it happens, he thought. He wanted it, now is the time. He regained his sense of direction, and switched places with her, pushing her back against the door, one arm coming up to brace himself. He spun her to face him, roughly holding her. Their breaths mingled as their foreheads touched and their eyes connected.

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