“More! Please, fuck. More, Colton!” I rocked my hips, trying to move his finger further inside me with little relief to the burning need consuming me.
Colton’s chest heaved, his eyes scanning over my face before pulling his finger from me and slowly lifting himself off my cock. I wanted to scream, the sensation of emptiness and the loss of his heat feeling overwhelming, but it died on my lips as he settled himself between my legs.
He made quick work of slicking his fingers before roughly pushing one in to the knuckle. Colton’s fingers pumped in rapid motion before he quickly added a second followed by a third a little bit later, my back arching at the delicious burn that followed.
Fuck, this was what I needed.
“Fuck me, please, fuck me.” I babbled, spreading my legs to entice him into heeding my request. His jaw clenched as he swore, fingers scrambling to slide the condom over his own length before coating it in lube.
The sensation of Colton’s cock sliding inside me was like coming home. My hips arched up to meet him, rocking to take him in slow, aborted thrusts as I adjusted to being filled by him. My eyes stung with unshed tears at the rightness. This was exactly where he belonged.
“This what you need, baby? My cock filling your hole so you can come?” His gruff timbre sent chills down my spine as he held eye contact. I nodded frantically, pure ecstasy coursing through me when he began to move in earnest. His hips picked up rhythm until he was slamming into me with such force, our bodies shifted up the bed, the euphoria making mymoans quickly turn to whimpering babbles of ‘more’ and ‘yes’.
When his cock passed over my prostate, stars danced in my vision, my body lighting up. Electric pulses danced along every nerve, pouring gasoline on the fire that built in my gut. My release was right there—so close to the surface.
“I’m going to come!” I cried, reaching down to jack my cock. Colton’s hand slapped mine away, ripping my condom off before taking over the rapid ministrations to my aching erection.
“Come for me, Derek. Come on my cock,” he commanded, the words feeling like the permission I needed to jump headfirst off the cliff. Cum splattered hot against my chest and abs as I nearly sobbed through my climax.
“Fuck yes!” He growled, pounding his hips into me as he milked me through my orgasm. “Look at you, so beautiful covered in cum.”
It didn’t take long for Colton to find his own release, his hips faltering and body tensing before he slammed home one last time and stilled. My vision went hazy around the edges, a slurred moan leaving my lips at the knowledge he was filling the condom inside me. After a moment, his weight came down blanketing my body, helping to ease me back to Earth from my endorphin high. I nuzzled my nose into his hair, my heart feeling full to bursting after that incredible experience.
“Love you.” I whispered.
“Love you.” He whispered back.
“Is it okay you ended up fucking me again?” I asked after a moment, licking my dry lips and feeling slightly self conscious. Bottoming had been an experience Colton wanted to share with me and I’d turned it into satiating my own desires.
He propped himself up onto one elbow, looking down on me with slightly glazed eyes. “Of course. Why wouldn’t it be?”
“You said you wanted to bottom tonight, but in the end, you still topped me.” I pointed out, pushing some of his wildhair back behind his ear. My heart thumped loudly in my chest, more-so due to nerves than residual from our exertion.
Colton’s eyebrows scrunched together. “I don’t care what position I’m in as long as we’re both getting off. We tried something different tonight, but it wasn’t getting you off, so we switched.” He sounded so matter-of-fact.
“And that doesn’t bother you? That you didn’t get to come as a bottom?” I pressed.
He shifted into a more upright position, his hands moving to cup both of my cheeks. “Baby, I could never bottom again and be absolutely, one hundred percent happy. Sex with you is the best I’ve ever had and a position is not going to change that. This was more about you getting to explore than because I felt I was missing something in the bedroom. I’m sorry if it came across that way.”
Warmth bloomed in my chest as I pressed my face into one of his hands.
“I just want to make sure that your needs are being met, too.”
His thumb swiped over my lip before he pressed a soft kiss to it. “With you? Always.”
CHAPTER 24
Colton
Derek’s handsat comfortably on my leg as we drove over the bridge separating the town. Seeing it had a smirk rising to my face at the reminder that Derek believed there were factions based on this old hunk of concrete. White fluffy clouds floated along in the blue sky above us as we made our way toward my parents’ place. It was the first weekend after Derek returned from his trip seeing his family, which meant the summer had officially come to a close. The streets once again were barren except for the few Westwendian residents that meandered along. It probably looked eerie to Derek, who’d yet to live through an off season here. There would still be some straggler tourists who’d pop in and out for the remaining warm months, but it’d look nothing like it had when schools were out of session.
I found myself waiting for a sense of dread to seep over me as we turned onto my parents’ street, but nothing came. My brain should have been stewing over all the ways our meeting could go wrong, but surprisingly, I found myself grounded. There had been a warm sense of security that had blanketed me the night Derek had returned from seeing Lucy. And whileI might have just been feeding off his confident energy, it felt like more than that.
Love didn’t fix people, but damn did it make dealing with what life threw at you easier. There was something comforting in knowing that another person was willing to choose to go through the thick and thin of it with you. For you. That the feelings you shared together made both of you stronger to face any obstacle.
Like announcing to your father you were dating his employee and living with him full-time.
Taking a slow breath through my nose and letting it out my mouth, I studied the home I’d grown up in as we pulled up the curb. The wrap-around porch held so many memories for both Derek and I. They may have been vastly different, but it was strange to realize this home had been the foundation for both our lives here in Westwend. It was just another reminder that we fit together in ways neither of us could have predicted.
