Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34122 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34122 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 171(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
“I’d really like that.” I put my hands on his broad chest.
“Sometimes I think you’re seeing the world for the first time.”
“I think I am.” His brows pull together, and I know he’s going to ask me something else. So I beat him to it.
“I really like when you kiss me too.” His eyes drop to my mouth as his hand on my cheek slips back into my hair as I tilt my head back. His mouth comes down onto mine.
This kiss is different. My whole body lights up with need as I meet his tongue with my own. My fingers dig into his shirt as I try and push myself into him. I slip my hands up his chest wrapping them around his neck as I rub myself against him.
A deep groan comes rumbling from him into me. I gasp, my nipples tightening under my dress and moisture pooling between my legs. I need more. He shifts me, pressing my back up against the car as he thrusts into me.
“Get a room,” I hear someone shout. Colt lifts his head from mine, giving some boy a death glare. I drop my head into his chest.
“Shit. I’m sorry, GG. I shouldn't have—” He stops talking when I lift my head, smiling up at him.
“We don't have a room.” I lick my lips. They feel puffier. Colt groans.
“Get in the car, GG.” He pulls open the door for me. I slide in, putting on my seatbelt. He takes off out of the parking lot. He’s not driving long until he pulls off the road and down a dirt one, coming to a stop in front of a pond. The sun is setting across it.
“Is this where people make out and stuff?” I ask, clicking my seat belt off.
“I don’t know about other people.” He pushes his seat back before he grabs me and pulls me into his lap. “I want to know what you want to do.” I drop my eyes, not sure I can say what I’m thinking. He lifts my chin with his finger. “What do you want, GG?”
“Me?”
“Yes, you.” I sit up a bit straighter. My life is different now. If I want something I can say it without the fear of repercussions. I’m not going to let shyness rule me when I was ruled by so many other things before.
“I want an orgasm.” Colt grips my hips, his hips thrusting up. When I feel his erection, I push back down on it.
“I’ll give you as many as you let me.” He pulls me down for another kiss pulling at my little jacket and tossing it away. The straps of my dress fall off my shoulders.
Colt releases my mouth and starts kissing me everywhere else. I drop my head back as his hands roam my body. One slips under my dress, caressing my thigh. I press my chest into him as I try and spread my legs even wider. I’m already straddling him. His fingers reach the edge of my panties, running along the side.
“Colt.” I wiggle. “Please.”
“Fuck you’re wet, baby. Is this all from me, GG? Did I do this to you?”
“Yes. You always do this to me.” I shift my hips, the need to thrust back and forth overriding everything else. Colt’s fingers slip under my panties as I keep rocking on his erection. His fingers find my clit, and he starts to stroke me.
It’s so much better than when I’ve tried to do it myself in the past. I can already feel the orgasm coming. He’s bringing it right out of me like it belongs to him. As if it’s been waiting for him to come and get it.
I dig my fingers into his hair.
“Fuck, GG. You’re killing me,” he groans into my neck. His fingers push harder onto my clit. He scrapes his teeth across my neck, and I lose it. I cry out his name as the orgasm explodes through my body. I hear Colt groan my name before I collapse onto him. I rest on his shoulder, my mouth brushing up against his skin. I feel relaxed for the first time in a long time.
“I think I found something I like more than baseball.” I let out a giggle at his words. His hands roam up and down my back. I don’t think I ever want to move again.
Suddenly Colt tenses under me, his whole body locking up. His fingers trail across the top of my bare back. I close my eyes, knowing exactly what he feels. “GG.”
“I need to get home,” I say before he can ask me about the scars on my back. I lift my head to try and shift over.
“GG.”
I lift my head, meeting his gaze. “Please.”
“Of course. If that’s what you want. Yeah. I’ll take you home.”
“Thank you.” I slip off his lap back into my seat, finding my jacket and putting it back on.