Derek
Tonight had been perfect,honestly. Going on an official date with Colton had felt natural and more right than any other date I’d ever been on before. Truthfully, coming to Darby’s Wish to star gaze was not only romantic—and yes, I admit that the combination of the fireflies and shooting stars did get to me—but, I was glad it would help rewrite the previous feelings associated with this place. The last time Colton and I walked along the dirt path back to his truck, the tension had been uncomfortable and stifling. Things had shifted between us for the worse that day, leaving me feeling confused and lonely. But the charged energy between us now was thick with desire. I knew I wasn’t the only one hot under the collar and raring-to-go, given how Colton kept glancing at me while biting his lower lip.
Shit, I wanted to kiss him again so bad.
I’d been worried I would be dead on my feet after a long day of work and staying up till nearly two in the morning watching the meteor shower. But, then Colton had sat up with a muttered “Fuck it,” and had kissed me like he’d been starving for it. Like we’d gone months without seeing eachother and he was desperate to relearn the feeling of my mouth on his.
I was helpless to fight the waves of lust that radiated off Colton as he gripped at my hip and side to pull me on top of him. We made out furiously, rutting against each other like animals in heat, till Colton pulled away.
“We’re not going to fuck for the first time outside.” He growled, making my cock twitch in my shorts. I fucking loved how commanding he was when he was turned on.
“But, we are going to fuck?” I questioned, pressing kisses against his jaw.
“God damn, Derek.” He breathed, squeezing my ass painfully tight, forcing me to rock our hips together.
“Yeah, we’re definitely going to fuck.” Colton’s voice was gruff and rumbly. “You can fuck me, I can fuck you. I don’t really care, but it’s not going to be here.”
It took me a moment to process that—whether it was because I was lust-drunk or because I hadn’t been prepared for those words to come out of Colton’s mouth, I wasn’t sure.
“You’d want me to fuck you?” I asked, shifting on my hands so I could look into his eyes.
“Of course.” He said, moving one of his hands from my ass to cup my neck. “I’m verse and I like it either way.” He paused, a devious smile spreading on his lips. “But, just because you’d have your dick in me doesn’t mean you’d be calling the shots.”
My skin flushed hot. I knew I was blushing, but I hoped the darkness made it less visible. I had no problem with Colton taking charge during sex. It wasn’t like he’d ever prevented me from exploring my desires, and, truthfully, him telling me what to do did something to me. I didn’t have to worry about interpreting sounds or if I was focusing enough on his pleasure like I had with past girlfriends. Colton guided me with his words and actions, which made me realize how lacking sex had been before him. And knowing he’d do thatfor me while I had my dick in him? My stomach swooped and a zing of pleasure shot straight to my balls.
“I’d like that.” I managed, licking my dry lips. “But, I think… I think I want you to fuck me tonight.”
Colton pressed a few more kisses to my lips, nipping softly, before he tapped my hip to move. “Then we need to get home.”
I rolled off him and took the hand he offered once he stood. We cleaned the space up quickly and were trekking back through the forest in no time.
Now, back in the truck, Colton had a hand possessively clamped on my thigh. His thumb grazed back and forth just under the hem of my shorts, sending little ripples up my spine. My whole body was on fire and pulsed with electricity at the same time.
We kept shooting glances at each other out of the corner of our eyes. Even in the darkness of the deserted country roads, both our erections were glaringly obvious. My cock felt like it was testing the limits of my zipper, and the outline of Colton’s dick in his had my mouth watering.
Fuck, I wanted my mouth around him.
“Let me suck you.” I blurted, a little caught off guard that the words had tumbled right out of me.
“No.” Colton’s eyes were trained on the road at the moment, the hand on my thigh still rubbing lazily back and forth. The one word had been firm, and the finality behind it had me squirming in my seat.
“Do you not like road head?”
His eyes flashed over to me, the lust in them making another wave of anticipation roll through me.
“I have plans for us tonight, and they don’t include me pulling over to fuck your face because you couldn’t be good and wait.”
Fuuuck.
The mental image of Colton thrusting his cock into mythroat, fingers tangled into my hair, and a look of absolute abandon contorting his features was enough to nearly make me come in my pants.
I pressed the heel of my palm into my dick, hoping the pain would bring me down enough to not be teetering right on the edge of royally fucking this night up.
“Yes sir,” I smirked, a teasing inflection in my tone.
“Brat.” His fingers pressed into the skin of my thigh roughly, making a small gasp whoosh from my lungs.
I hoped he left bruises. Before the night was over, I wanted to be covered in his marks.
