Page 17 of Craved By You
Fuck, he’s handsome.
The sheer number of tattoos covering him was astounding. I could only imagine the fortune he’d spent. Of course, he was a rock star, so he had to look the part.
Colt looked down at me, cupping my chin and pulling me forward so I was sitting straighter. “I believe we have some unfinished business from earlier.”
Before we went our separate ways, we were getting hot and heavy in his car but he put a pause on things before they went too far. “But you said-”
“Shh.” He hushed me, putting a finger to my lips. “I know what I said.” At that moment he pushed his finger between my lips and shoved it into my mouth, my instant reaction to apply suction.
“That’smygood girl.” He seemed surprised by my ready acceptance. My breath caught in my throat as he bent over and kissed me on the forehead. That was one of my favorite things.
My hand found its way to him, the potential consequences of us getting caught momentarily forgotten. Or perhaps deliberately pushed aside. Colt’s sharp intake of breath told mehe was willing to accept whatever followed -and he said I was the one who needed to be quiet?
I released him from the confines of his boxer briefs, momentarily stunned at how perfect his package looked compared to all the other men I had been with in the past. Not too big, not too small, I definitely couldn’t complain. Colt was seemingly God’s favorite in all areas of life, and yet he wanted me and my imperfections.
“Stop it,” he said in a demanding tone, and I knew right then that he was apparently also a mind reader.
Bastard. What have I gotten myself into? He was good for me though, constantly redirecting my negative thoughts and helping me feel more confident. I hoped that someday I could feel confident all the time and not just when we were together.
??I ran my tongue along the length of his shaft, from base to tip. A little distraction from my mind seemed to be in order. I then swirled my tongue around the head of his erection before taking him in completely, gently tracing the sensitive skin of his scrotum with my fingernails.
The sound that came from between his lips let me know he enjoyed the sensation as I bobbed back and forth over him. I felt a hand grasp the back of my head and he slid me off of him and tilted my face up to meet his.
“It’s about to get way too hot in here for all this.” He smiled coyly. “As much as I would love to make you pass out, I don’t want it to be because of over-exhaustion.” He took my hand, grabbed his clothes, and led me out of the steam room, guiding me over to the showers.
“Now, where were we?” he asked as he dropped his boxer briefs to the floor, kicking them out of the way.
He kissed me deeply, one hand cupping my cheek while the other pulled the curtain to separate us from the rest of the world and reached for the knob to turn on the shower. The initial burst of cold water made me squeal, but he quickly adjusted it to the perfect temperature. As he cupped my other cheek, my arms instinctively wrapped around him, and we continued kissing like we were lovers in the rain.
Unexpectedly, he bent down, grasped just beneath my rear, and lifted me up against the cool tile wall.
“Colt, I’m too heavy,” I protested, worried he’d strain himself.
He looked at me sternly. “What did you just say?” He pressed against me, and all I could think about was how much I wanted him.
I stammered, my concern washed away, nearly forgotten. “N-nothing.”
“That’s what I thought.” Colt’s words were a prelude as he thrust into me. The sensation was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. It was as if we were made for each other, fitting together in perfect harmony.
He continued thrusting in and out of me, officially claiming me as his own. I wanted so desperately to be able to finish. I could feel the release building up inside of me, but I knew that as soon as we were about to reach a climax the sensation would vanish like it was never there. Leaving myself content that I had satisfied him, but still feeling like something was missing.
He stood there for a moment and we locked eyes, letting the water wash over us. Slowly, he sat me down on the floor and though I was unable to stand completely he made sure that I had caught my balance before he let go of me. ????“Well, I guess I have no reason to hate coming here anymore,” I tried to crack a joke,but Colt just observed me, his eyes moving across my body once more.
“You know you don’thaveto come here?” Colt continued his gaze. “Right?”
“I know. I just wasn’t ready to go home and well, it’s good for my health,” I said nervously, unsure of how he would respond.
“As long as you’re doing it foryou.” He smiled as he caressed my cheek. “That’s all that matters.” He kissed me, throwing my towel down to the floor and stepping on it so he could put his damp clothes back on. Then, he snuck out of the shower and slipped quietly through the door at the back of the locker room that led out to the pool and hot tub. Leaving me standing there, still naked, with the only towel I had laying on the floor, now sopping wet.
Thanks, Colt.
“Is anyone in here?” I heard a voice inquiring out in the main area.
I responded, “Just me!”Damn that was close.
“Is everything okay?” The voice questioned back and soon I heard footsteps coming toward the showers.
“Yeah.” I quickly thought of something. “Actually, I dropped my towel and don’t have an extra one to dry off with,” I said, embarrassed at my situation.
