Chapter 5
Laurel wasn’t sure how to feel now that her final day at La Boheme was here. She supposed a part of her felt relieved, but there was another part of her that would miss this odd little home she’d come to think of as a haven for lost souls---people who had no home, and no way to rise in the world, or people who had simply given up on a typical lifestyle for whatever reason. Sometimes it was none of the above.
Whatever the reason, Julia made sure they felt safe and welcome here. That was one of the things she loved most about her. Julia didn’t ask questions, she just made sure you felt welcome and safe. That was all that mattered.
She would miss Faith too. The little blonde was like a sister to her, and she’d miss their late night chats, and the way they’d laugh together after a long day.
Laurel sighed as she zipped up her suitcase, and made sure the door was closed behind her. Faith barreled into her, and reeled her in for a bone crushing hug.
“I’m going to miss you so much, El. Please tell me you’ll keep in touch.”
“Faith, can’t breathe,” she wheezed out as she began coughing. For a petite blonde, that girl sure could squeeze!
Faith apologetically pulled away. “Oops, sorry, I get a little carried away, sometimes.”
Laurel began to hack and cough. “A little?” She glanced up at her through watery eyes. “You call that little? I’d hate to see what you’re like if you went full blown on me.”
Faith brushed her comment away. “Well, anyway, you’d better stay in contact, missy. It isn’t going to be the same around here without you.”
Laurel blinked back the tears. “Of course I will. You know I will. As soon as I get my own place when this is all over, you can come live with me, okay?”
Faith nodded. “Count on it.”
Laurel took one last look around, ran and gave Faith a big hug before she turned around and made her way down the stairs. She bid everyone she met on the way goodbye until she got to Julia’s office. She knocked. “Julia, I just wanted to let you know that I’m taking off.”
“I’ll walk you out.” Julia stood up, ran her hands down her clothes and escorted her to the car and chauffeur that were waiting to take her to Collin’s residence.
“You’re going to be just fine, Laurel. Just remember you always have a home at La Boheme. No matter what.”
Laurel could see the unshed tears in her eyes, and it touched her. She gave Julia a grateful smile. “Julia, I can’t thank you enough for everything you’ve done for me. I won’t ever forget that.”
Julia tried to look all serious and composed as she leaned in for hug, but she could feel her resolve weaken just a bit. “Good luck.”
Laurel got into the car and drove away from the life she’d began to call her own, and the place that made her feel safe for the first time in a long time. She wasn’t sure what would happen, but at least she knew where she’d been.
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Soon she got to the house, which was actually more like a mansion with its sweeping garden, iron gates, and polished exterior of brown and beige. The house itself was like something out of a Hollywood movie set, especially the way it stood there, majestically towering over everything else. It looked colonial almost, but once she stepped inside, Laurel was surprised to find that it was actually state of the art with marble floors, high tech around every corner, and someone to attend to Collin’s every need.
The house also had an indoor swimming pool, outdoor swimming pool, basketball court, a spiraling staircase like in those old movies, and crystal chandeliers that hung and glistened like a million diamonds. Laurel forced her feet to move forward as the housekeeper took her on a tour of the house, and a man showed up to take her trunk to her room.
Laurel tried to keep her jaw from falling open as she was led from one spacious area to the next, feeling like she shouldn’t even breathe wrong on any of those things. The thing that really made her stop and gasp was his extensive library. Laurel loved books although she didn’t always have a lot of time to read, but she reverently breathed in the smell of books as the housekeeper urged to hurry along, so they could go find Collin.
He was in the basketball court out back dressed in a pair of shorts, and nothing else. He was dribbling the ball, sweat coursing down his back and rolling in beads off his forehead, making him glisten like some kind of golden Adonis.
Laurel swallowed as a wave of desire passed through her. He bit his lip in concentration as he paused, lifted his hands up, and let the ball go flying into the hoop. The ball went through the perfect O, and Collin began to do a little jiggy with his ass as he fist pumped the air.
Laurel felt amusement and laughter bubble up inside of her at the sight of him doing a little happy dance complete with jazz hands, and a cute little butt shake.There was definitely something different about Collin Randall.
She wasn’t sure what it was yet, but seeing him here in his element, with his guard down, unaware that he was watching her, it cast him in a different kind of light. He was almost vulnerable in that moment, and it was a side of him that Laurel never would’ve guessed existed.
All of a sudden, Collin froze as he noticed Laurel standing there staring at him. He gave her a sheepish grin as he ran his hands through his hair. He picked up a water bottle, dumped the contents onto his head, and began to shake his hair, so that little rivulets of water went flying.
“Enjoying the show?” He came up to her and leaned against the wall as he watched her with a grin tugging at the corner of his mouth.
“Very much.”
Laurel licked her lips and bit her tongue as she gazed at him shyly, suddenly remembering the last time they were alone together. It was as if Collin was remembering the same thing because all of a sudden, his eyes darkened, and he shifted closer.
“Well, there’s a lot more where that came from.”
“What? Oh, um, yes.” Laurel’s face burned. “Your house is beautiful. It’s so big though.”
“You know what else is big?”
Laurel shook her head. Collin broke the distance between them and tugged on her hand, so she was pressed against his sweaty naked chest. He leaned in and began to nibble on her earlobe. “Something I know you’ve been craving.”
Laurel wrapped her arms around his shoulder. “What’s that?”
Collin yanked her down onto the grass, and she toppled down before she was aware of what was going on. He covered his body with hers and leaned over her, a lazy smile on his face. “This.”
Laurel looked down, and only then did she notice the bulge in his pants. He began to rub himself against her, and Laurel’s eyes fluttered open as her nails dug into his back.
Collin leaned his forehead against hers. “This is what you do to me. The second I noticed you looking at me, I instantly wanted you.”
“Uh-huh.”
“And I know you want me too.”
Laurel’s eyes flew open. “How do you know that?”
Collin smirked. “Your body is responding to mine, Laurel. Quite well, I might add. If you didn’t want me to do any of this, you wouldn’t have let me.”
Laurel dragged in a shaky breath. “That’s true. I do want you.”
Collin leaned forward and helped her out of her shirt. The second he did, her breasts practically spilled out of her bra. Laurel felt embarrassed that she was this turned on already, but she had been pretty much since she laid eyes on him.
Collin began to rub her breasts as he helped her out of the sweatpants she was wearing. He began to express admiration for her body as he leaned down and began to kiss every inch of skin available. His light stubble caused a sensation that was both coarse and soft, and had every nerve in her body clamoring for more.
She began to run her hands along the smooth plane of his back, down his hips and back up to his shoulders. When she was laying there in her bra and panties, she was suddenly aware of their position. “Shouldn’t we move this inside? Someone might see.”
Collin shrugged. “So? Let them watch. It’ll make them wish they were us especially when they see what we’re about to do next. I’m going to be buried so deep inside you, Laurel West, you won’t see or feel anything else.”
With that, he undid the clasp of her bra and took her breasts into his mouth. He began to lavish attention on them as if he were a swimmer starved for water, eagerly lapping, biting and sucking till both of her nipples were as hard as rocks.
His hand hovered over her center, and he began to rub her on top of her panties. Laurel’s eyes rolled into the back of her head as she began to moan and buck underneath him. Her hands flew down to the zipper, and she unzipped his shorts and pushed them down to his ankles. Collin pulled away for a second, and kicked the shorts away.
The sensation of grass underneath her naked body was fairly new to her as she lay there squirming in anticipation as Collin strained against his boxer shorts. Her eyes widened in surprise. “I think you’re a bit too big for me.”
Collin stared down at his package as if he were surprised. “I forgot for a second that you are a virgin. You don’t have to worry about me fitting. You will adjust, and the bigger I am, the more full you’ll feel. Of course, size isn’t always the most important thing. Performance counts too.”
“Oh?” Laurel tried to focus on what he was saying as he continued to rub her methodically over her panties. She could feel the heat gathering down there especially as Collin hooked his fingers underneath her underwear and began to pull down.
Laurel was stretched before him, naked as the day she was born, and Collin took his time letting his eyes trail over every inch of her body before he smiled at her. “It’s going to hurt a bit when I first enter you. I expect Julia already told you that. I’ll be as gentle as possible, okay?”
Laurel nodded as she helped Collin out of his boxers. His erection sprang free, and Collin slowly eased himself into her, and waited for her to adjust. He swooped down and captured her lips with his. He kissed her thoroughly and so well that Laurel was sure she’d never think of kisses the same way again. He plunged his tongue into hers, and began an erotic tango that only ended when he pulled away, and thrust into her.
Once the initial discomfort passed, Laurel eased into him and squeezed her legs. Collin began to ease in and out of her slowly until he set the pace. Soon, they were both moaning in pleasure as he drove her closer and closer to her climax. Her hands clenched around his hips, and he began to speed up the pace.
His hands reached between them, and he began to rub her clit furiously until she tumbled over the edge, coming with a shout. Collin followed her a minute later, and he stayed there inside of her as they both kept breathing harshly.