“Some women, too.”
“Not my mom or my sisters.”
“Lucky duck. My mom is an evil bitch. Pretty sure she and my stepdad conspired to off my dad.”
That makes me freeze, my body stiffening beneath him.
“Fuck off. Are you joking?”
“Nope. They wanted his money and wanted to be together. He died shortly after they met. And here we are.”
“How did he die?”
Colton cocks his head at me and then shrugs. “Heart failure. Thing is, he was healthy, really fucking fit. Worked out all the time, ate right. There’s no way he died like they said he did. But it wasn’t investigated or anything. I think he was poisoned.”
“Shit.”
“Yeah. Shit. That’s what happens when you’re rich. You buy people off.”
“Is that what you’re doing with me?”
He grins at me. “Buying off your dick and ass with my mouth.”
I huff a laugh, and my hole constricts around the plug. Fuuuck. That’s nice. My cock hardens a little more, and Colton grinds against it.
“Getting horny thinking about me buying your dick? For me to use? Me and me only?”
“Hell no.”
His grin grows. “You lie.”
“Doesn’t matter. We were talking about you. But you’re deflecting.”
“You started it.”
He leans down and nuzzles my nose with his.
“Don’t wanna talk about my shit-stain stepdad and my cunt of a mom when you’re right beneath me. This is like a dream come true.”
“Hell no. You weren’t dreaming of me.”
“Yeah, I wasn’t. Not until that night after the party. Then I dreamt of you a lot. Had a bit of an awakening.”
My eyes move away from his before darting back. I search his gaze, and from what I can gather, he seems sincere. Like he’s being honest. But I don’t really know him. Only bits and pieces that he gives me.
It seems like he has a traumatic backstory, and hell if my sisters wouldn’t be up his ass about it. They’d want all the tea. Especially Maya. She’d be inappropriate and end up investigating this without his permission.
She can never know.
Ever.
Not that she will ever know that it’s Colton I’m doing. So it should be fine. Everything will be fine, right?
A finger presses against the crease between my eyebrows.
“What are you thinking about?”
“My sister.”
