Elena- now

"You keep doing that, and we won't make it into the closet," he says huskily.

I'm all for clothes but if I'm picking up what he's putting down correctly I really, really want not to make it into the closet right now.

"I'll take door number two," I say cheekily. "Show me. It's fine with me if we don't make it into the closet until much, much later."

Colin laughs, grips me by the waist and lifts me up and off of my feet in one fluid movement. I laugh and wrap my legs around his torso as he carries me into the bedroom. Into our bedroom. As much as a part of me is screaming pinch yourself bitch, this can't be real life—I know down to my marrow that nothing has ever been more real. I've never been more grounded in reality even though my feet feel like they'll never touch the ground again.

We both laugh when he rips the comforter before dramatically plopping me on our bed so that I bounce a little. "Mm," I grin, "comfy. I think I'm going to love this bed."

Coming to the edge of the bed he stands between my legs before placing his hand behind my neck as he grins down at me. "I think you're going to love the things we do in this bed even more," he says. The promise in his voice makes my nipples hard.

"Kiss me," I say, just loud enough for him to be able to hear.

"Always," he answers before swooping in and doing just that.

Again, the way this man kisses is a form of art. I lose myself in it completely, many minutes passing as we learn each other all over again. Kissing Colin is like coming home and walking through fire. When he lifts his head and breaks the kiss, I'm breathing like someone who just ran a 5k. I start to pout but quickly stop when he tugs at the hem of my shirt before he starts pulling it up. Raising my arms up I let out a happy sound when he pulls it over my head before tossing it toward the end of the bed. Crouching down, he pulls off my Converse and my ankle socks before standing.

His eyes blaze with unchecked desire as he takes in my periwinkle pushup bra. "You're so gorgeous," he groans. "Did you know that ever since the summer we went to the beach at the end of your freshman year I've been fucking obsessed with you?"

Approximately eight trillion butterflies take flight in my stomach. "Really?"

He looks into my eyes as he nods. "You're without compare, Leni. One day you were just as you'd always been. The next, you were everything. It scared the ever-loving fuck out of me at first because of the age difference. Now I just love you too much to care," he admits as he traces circles over my stomach with his right index finger.

I lift my hand to reach out and cover his. "I love you too. So, so much."

The rest of my clothes and then his are peeled away layer by layer between soul deep kisses that mean more than any words ever could. When I get my first look at Colin naked, I lose my breath. Clothed he's spectacular. Naked, he's a god. If I were an artist, I'd paint pictures or chisel his likeness out of marble. When he spreads my legs and starts trailing kisses down my naked body, I feel combustible. The first time he did this I didn't know what to expect. Now that I know how good his mouth feels on me, I can hardly wait to retake the ride.

The first swipe of his tongue against my center has me arching my back and crying out his name. "Fucking love the taste of you," he growls as he slowly pushes a finger inside. A few minutes later he adds another. I feel stretched and full with just the two fingers, but I know that in a few minutes I'll be feeling a hell of a lot more than that.

He's playing with me now—getting me to the point where I'm about to come before he backs off and leaves me wanting more and I'm so turned on it hurts. By the fifth time he does it, I'm ready to explode.

"Please," I beg on a keening wail. "Make me come."

I hear him groan as he swirls his tongue over my clit faster, applying the perfect amount of pressure. My body races toward ecstasy as I chant, "don't stop, don't stop, don't you dare stop."

When he comes up over me without letting me come, I let out a harsh sound. "Please, please," I beg.

Settling between my legs, he rubs his cock back and forth against my clit. "You want to come, Leni?"

I nod, the movement frantic. "Yes," I whimper.

He stops the back and forth movement to grip his cock and place it at my entrance. Feeling him there, knowing he's about to be inside me is heady stuff. I grasp his shoulders and look into his eyes as he slowly moves forward. My eyes go wide as I feel him making his way in.

"Start making circles on your clit," he rasps.

My hand is a little shaky as I reach between us to do it. All of his work has left me slippery and desperate for release, which means I'm more focused on that than the impending pain.

"Elena," he groans as he sinks deeper. "Fuck, Leni."

I move my fingers faster, clenching around him as he moves his hands to my waist. "Now," he growls.

When he surges forward, I lose my breath for a second or two before I gasp for air. Keeping one hand on my hip, he slides the other between us and takes over rubbing my clit. With my hands-free, I grip his back and hold on as he starts rocking in and out. The feeling of him so deep and so full inside of me is like nothing I ever could have anticipated.

Soon the bed is rocking beneath us as he picks up speed, his fingers and his cock working together to make me insane. "Colin," I gasp as he pumps deeper and harder. "Oh, fuuuck," I whimper. "Like that. Right thereeeeee!"

The way it feels to come with him inside of me is indescribably good, but it gets even better when he yells my name and finds his release. The heat of his cum is so intense that it makes my orgasm stronger. "Fucking so good," he groans as he jerks inside of me.

When it's over, he stays inside me for another minute or two, kissing along my next and murmuring about how much he loves me before pulling out. The feeling of losing him is not my favorite. Lying down at my side he pulls me into his arms and kisses me softly. "That was the best I've ever felt," he says. "Fucking loved coming inside you, Leni. Know I'm putting it all out there, but I have to tell you, I can't wait to fill you up when you aren't on birth control."

My eyes widen in surprise. "You want to have a baby?"

"Yeah," he answers with a grin. "About four second after you graduate I'm going to start begging you to let me knock you up. Fuck," he laughs. "Even thinking of you pregnant is making me hard again."

My smile has to be big enough to be visible from space. "Kids," I murmur.

"The whole nine yards, baby. We're going all the way."

Yes. Yes, we are.