COLTON

THE BREAK WAS FLYING by. I’d spent nearly every minute with Alex, and it wasn’t enough. It would never be enough. I was at my parents’ house getting ready for our annual Thanksgiving dinner, stressing the fact that I had to leave in the morning—more specifically that I had to leave Allie.

Our adult relationship felt like a pendulum, always swinging, highs and lows. We’d never found an even keel.

“Ready, son?” my dad called, tapping his knuckle on the door.

I gave myself a final once-over before opening the door and returning with them to Alex’s house.

The Macks always went all out for Thanksgiving dinner. I could smell the food cooking from the porch, and my stomach rumbled.

“Come on in,” Alex’s dad said, pulling the door open. “You know you don’t have to knock.”

“We like to pretend we have manners from time to time,” Dad joked.

“Well, your manners made me have to get up out of my chair,” he laughed. “You really don’t need to knock.”

Their conversation faded into the background when Allie came down the stairs. My breath caught at the sight of her all made up. She wore a short sweater dress with tall boots and smelled amazing.

Alex walked right into my arms, lacing her fingers behind my neck. “You look so good,” she whispered in my ear. Then she pressed her lips to mine, right there in the living room...in front of all four of our parents. It was the first time our lips had met since I came home and the first time we’d ever kissed in front of our families.

“Mmm,” I moaned as she pulled back. “You are so beautiful.”

“Thank you,” she piped, rubbing her lipstick from my mouth with the pad of her thumb. She had my blood pumping with that one simple move.

“Ahem,” Mr. Mack cleared his throat. “Let’s eat!”

Alex and I made eyes at each other throughout dinner. Up ’til now, we’d been taking things slow, but my impending departure had apparently gotten us both worked up. I wanted her. Desperately.

Her hand resting on my thigh beneath the table made it hard to focus on anything else.

“Colton,” she hissed, giggling, “my mom asked you a question.”

“I’m sorry, what was that, Mrs. Mack?” My cock stirred as Allie began to slide her hand higher on my leg.

Mrs. Mack took another sip of her wine, hiding a smirk behind the glass. “I asked what time you leave tomorrow.”

“Oh, ummm,” Goddamn that girl was distracting.

“Ten-thirty tomorrow morning,” Alex’s dad supplied. Having been the one to book the ticket, he would know.

“Would you two like to be excused?” my mother asked, teasing, as all four of our parents gave us knowing looks.

“Yes,” Alex said, standing from her seat, shocking every last one of us. “Actually, I think we would.” I nearly choked on my turkey at the determined look on her face.

“Allie,” I mumbled, eyeing our families. “What are you doing?” I gritted beneath my breath.

“Thanks for dinner, Mom and Dad, it was delicious.” Alex tugged at my hand. “Get up, Colton,” she practically growled before painting an innocent smile on her face and addressing my parents, “Happy Thanksgiving, Mr. and Mrs. Fowler.”

Ah, what the hell? It’s not like they didn’t know all our business anyway. I adjusted myself beneath the table before standing and pushing my chair in. “Dinner was great, thank you.” It took a concerted effort not to laugh at the blank stares I was receiving from all four of our parents as I made a quick glance around the table before taking off after Allie, without looking back.

My adrenaline was at an all-time high when we entered her childhood bedroom, both of us panting before we’d even set hands on each other. I let my eyes rove over each of her feminine curves as she gripped the bottom of her dress, lifted it over her head, and tossed it across the room. I sucked in a deep breath as I stared at her pink nipples that were just barely visible through the sheer black lace. My throat grew thick, my dick hard.

Alex bit her lower lip, staring at me for a moment, watching my face as I drank her in. Then, she pounced, backing me up against the door with a loud thump, her hungry eyes fixed on mine. She reached around me, turning the lock. Allie taking charge like this, going after what she wanted, was such a fucking turn on. My pulse raced out of control, and I could feel my cock already straining against the inside of my zipper.

“Shhh, Alex,” I laughed low in my throat. “Just because they have a pretty good idea what’s going on doesn’t mean we need to give them the play by play.”

“Whoops,” she blushed, leaving me standing there as she walked over to the computer that sat open on her desk. Saliva pooled in my mouth as I stared at her round ass while she clicked away. Not a full minute had passed when the opening chords to “Thinking Out Loud” by Ed Sheeran drifted through the speakers. “There,” she said with an accomplished smile as she increased the volume to the max setting. Her hips began to sway to the beat, her hand reaching out, her finger beckoning me over. “Dance with me?”

Alex looked like a wet dream, dancing for me in nothing but her matching bra and panties. With my heart lodged in my throat, I walked to the center of the room to join her. “You are so sexy,” I rasped, placing my hands on her bare hips, trailing them along her spine, brushing over the strap to her bra and back down again, our bodies moving in time to the music. I dipped my head to the bend of her neck, kissing her softly, inhaling the sweet smell of her perfume as she began to tremble in my arms.

Allie laced her fingers behind my neck, the pads of her thumbs rubbing slow circles at my nape. Her breath was hot in my ear when she whispered in a shaky voice, “I used to dream of this.”

“Dream of what, babe?” I asked, spinning her out slowly and reeling her back in.

“Dancing with you...” Her voice trailed off as I nipped at her earlobe. “Without our clothes,” she finished, her fingers slowly working at the buttons on my shirt. Her cheeks flushed with a light blush.

“Yeah?” I asked, smiling as I remembered the many times she’d gotten me so worked up I’d had to hide in the bathroom to rub one out. Our chemistry had always been off the charts, even before we understood what it was. “Me too.” I tugged at her bottom lip gently before sucking it into my mouth. “You used to leave me with raging hard-ons,” I laughed, pressing the proof into her waist as I reached around her back, unhooking her bra and sliding the straps down her arms.

Alex pulled my shirt open, her icy cold fingers slipping inside, tracing the muscles that lined my chest. “You made me so hot, Colt,” she admitted, her voice heady with desire as she stared up at me through hooded eyes. Chest to chest. Skin to skin. Heartbeat to frantic heartbeat.

“How ’bout now?” I rasped, cupping her breast in my hand, kneading the soft flesh. “Do I make you hot now?” I felt my throat bob as I swallowed hard.

She nodded, grabbing my other hand and lowering it into her panties, letting out a loud gasp when I ran my finger through her slick folds. “So hot,” she moaned, her head rolling back as I dipped a finger inside, finding her more than ready for me.

Lifting the finger to my mouth, I sucked it clean. “So wet,” I growled, my dick throbbing as I walked us over to the bed, laying her in the center before stripping off the rest of my clothes and climbing in over her.

Lowering my lips to hers, I kissed her long and slow, making love to her mouth, never losing our rhythm. Our tongues continued to dance as I parted her thighs, lined up our centers, and pushed forward, giving her all of me in one hard thrust.

Allie’s mouth formed an O, her eyes widening as she let out a sharp cry. Every muscle in my body tensed. Every nerve ending set on fire.

She felt so good. So fucking perfect. So mine.

“Come with me, Allie,” I whispered, brushing sweat-soaked hair from her forehead as we came down from our climaxes.

She giggled, lazily trailing her fingers up and down my chest. “I just did, multiple times, actually. I don’t think I can come again, Energizer Bunny.”

“Was that a challenge?” I asked, flicking the tip of my tongue over her still erect nipple, relishing the way her body writhed beneath me. “Cuz I’m more than willing to give it another go.”

Alex hissed, moving my hand away. “I can’t. Are you trying to kill me?” she laughed. “Death by orgasm...hmmm. On second thought, it has a nice ring to it, whatdya think?”

I wrapped my arms around her still naked body, pulling her to lay on top of me, her face inches from mine. “I want you to come home, to live with me,” I clarified, placing a kiss on the tip of her chin.

She drew back a little in surprise, her heart speeding up, pounding against my chest. “Like, as a roommate?”

“Like, as mine,” I answered, holding her stare.

Her body shook. “As your...what, exactly?”

“Everything.”

“Everything...” she repeated, swallowing hard.

“Every. Single. Thing.”