Alexandra
Colton’s right about the alcohol. I’ve spent too many nights drowning my pain in a bottle. It never helped, only made me feel worse. Drinking when I’m pissed is never a good thing,
I’m pissed at Colton for telling me the truth. I’m pissed at myself for believing a murderer. But most of all, I’m pissed at the fact that I can’t seem to control my feelings.
Right now, the only thing I can control is what happens tonight, so I take it. Pushing Colton up against my door, I take charge.
“There she is,” he says. “There’s the woman I remember.”
I respond with my mouth but not words. Crashing my lips to his, my tongue searches for comfort. It’s fast and honest.
Colton responds with honesty of his own. Moving his hands to my cheeks, he holds me in place while deepening the kiss.
My hands yank his shirt up over his head. We both groan at the loss of contact but quickly reconnect.
I remember how much Colton liked it when I bit his lip just a little. This time, I put a little more edge into it and he groans but doesn’t pull back.
Running my hands over his chest, I’m lost in the way he makes me feel so safe. Colton is built like he competes in bodybuilding competitions. He’s that big…everywhere. And I love to feel every inch of him, inside and out.
Colton pulls back a little and I have to catch my breath.
“You taking charge tonight, darlin’? ’Cause I’m definitely all right with that.”
Looking up at him, I can’t even get my words out so I just nod.
“All right, Alexandra. Let’s forget our troubles for a while. You take what you need and I’ll be right there with you.”
Damn, when he says my name, it makes me hot as hell. I can tell I’m already soaked between my legs.
I need him inside me, like, yesterday.
My mouth lands on his again, while my hands work to undo his belt. Thank God it’s loose enough to get it off quickly.
I send the belt flying across my bedroom. It hits my dresser with a clunk. Colton laughs into my mouth, so I bite him again.
“Jesus, Alexandra. You want it rough tonight, babe?”
I moan against lips, answering his question.
Colton moves his hands from my hips up my sides. I shiver from the touch on my bare skin. He unbuttons my blouse slowly, driving me insane. Wrapping his arms around my back, he unfastens my bra and pushes down the straps, letting it and my blouse fall to the floor.
Colton is still in his jeans, and I’m still in my skirt. This just won’t do. I grab hold of his hips and pull him closer.
“Have I ever told you how much I love it when you take charge, Alexandra?”
I don’t bother to look up as I fumble with his button and zipper. “Oh, Beefcake, I know you like it. Your cock is so hard, I can barely unzip you.”
Colton grabs my hand and tips my chin up so he can look at me. “You better go a little slower when you unzip me, sweetheart, or nothing will be happening tonight.”
We wouldn’t want that. No, I need his big, beautiful cock to be in good working order. “Don’t worry, Colton, I’ll go easy on you until I get you completely naked. Then, you better hold on.”
Colton moves his lips to my neck. “I’m counting on it, Alexandra.”
That’s it. I’m done talking and so is Colton. I lower his zipper slowly, and holy shit. I forgot just how big he is. His underwear can’t even contain his erection. Nope.
I swear I’m salivating.
Even though we still have some clothes on, I need a taste. Bending over, I run my tongue over the tip of his cock, paying special attention to his piercing. Colton gasps the minute he feels me.
Wrapping his hand in my hair, he pulls my head back so we can lock eyes. “If you want me to last, darlin’, you better not tease me too long.”
God, I feel so powerful controlling his pleasure.
“Who says I’m teasing?” I ask as I slide his underwear down his thighs. Shit, even his thighs are a work of art. Between his tattoos and his muscles, I want to trace his entire body with my tongue, but that’ll have to wait until later. Right now, I know what I need.
Sitting back on my knees, I pull him closer by his hips. He keeps his hands on the side of my head, holding me, but not too tightly.
Moving my mouth back to him, I slowly lick around the head of his cock. Colton throws his head back and groans.
I can taste the saltiness of him. Slowly, I lower my mouth, trying to take him all the way in. Moving down inch by inch, I relax my throat. When I close my lips around his shaft and swirl my tongue, Colton starts to move his hips.
I’m going to have to teach him a lesson about who is in control tonight. Letting his cock go, I look up at him.
“What’s the matter, Alexandra? Is it too big for you?” he asks with a sexy smirk.
“It’s perfect, but you’re going to let me control this right now. Keep your hips still and let me fuck you with my mouth. Not the other way around.”
“Well, when you put it like that, how can I argue?”
I respond by deep-throating him as fast as I can without gagging.
“Oh fu… fuck, Goldie.”
As I alternate between licking and sucking, Colton grips my head harder and groans.
I feel him trying to restrain himself.
Moving my hands from his hips to his perfectly muscular ass, I dig in my nails.
“Fuck yeah, babe. That feels so fucking good.”
Hearing how good he feels makes me even wetter. Moving one of my hands from his ass, I reach down between my legs.
My clit is throbbing. Needing some friction, I begin to rub myself.
Colton’s breathing becomes labored. I pick up the pace with my mouth. Gripping his cock a little tighter with my other hand, I move it in unison with my mouth.
“Oh God, Goldie, if you don’t slow down, I’m not going to last much longer.”
Music to my ears. I want to swallow him down.
Rubbing my hand against my clit, I moan around his cock. I feel him shudder in return.
I’m so close, but I want us to go over the edge together. I lay off until I know he’s ready.
Taking his balls him my other hand, I roll them gently. Apparently, that’s all I needed to do.
“I’m gonna come, darlin’. If you don’t want me to, you better move.”
His words are a warning, one I don’t heed. I want to taste him.
Moving my hand back to my clit, I rub lightly. It’s all I need because I’m so close.
My mouth slides deeper down his shaft, and I put pressure on it with my tongue. The last time I did this, he came instantly.
His head falls back and he moans my name. The way my full name rolls off his lips gets me closer.
Almost the same time my body begins to tighten, Colton starts to move his hips again. This time, I let him.
“Fuuuuck me,” Colton groans.
I quicken the pace of both my mouth on him and my hand on me. It doesn’t take more than five seconds and I come undone. Colton follows instantly.
Our breathing is still heavy when he looks down at me. Using his thumb, he wipes my bottom lip. How can Colton make cleaning me up feel so sexy?
“Come up here, darlin’. You only get one time to take care of me first. Now, let’s talk about you not letting me be the one to get you off.”
I think I may be in trouble, and I’m OK with that.