Ruined 18

Colton-Then

How I kept from drooling I don’t know because she was damn drool-worthy. Every damn time she tried to take things further and I turned her down I doubted my own sanity.

I had never been one to turn down good pussy before but there was just something about Ava that I just couldn’t get enough of. And I was afraid fucking her would put an end to our time together. I didn’t do relationships, I was a fuck them and leave them kind of guy. I just wasn’t sure I was quite ready to not see her every day.

Although I knew that day was coming. And soon. I was being called back to the club. It wasn’t even like I could take her back with me. She wasn’t the kind of girl who had been brought up around the kind of men I classed as brothers. 

She was good and I was… well I was many things but good wasn’t one of them.  As much as I wanted to keep her and have her ride at my back I couldn’t. Even if she was ok with my life I knew I couldn’t. 

I had responsibilities, ones I hated more than anything but they were still mine.

Her loud mouth friend Kiera had called my name and I had almost lost my shit as I took in Ava standing by her side. 

Her dark hair falling over her shoulders in waves, her heart-shaped face perfectly but subtly made up but it was her dress that caught my attention. I had seen her in a bikini but nothing could prepare me for the damn dress and what it did for her soft curves.

“Jesus Ava.” I couldn’t get my words out as I stood like a moron in front of her. 

Why the hell was I waiting? She was officially the most divine creature I had ever seen and my dick jumped to attention just standing in front of her. 

She said something and I didn’t hear a word of it. All I could do was watch as she ran her hand down her side. My eyes followed the movement like they were meant to, my mouth suddenly dry. 

“Nope, I don’t like it.” Eagerly I pulled her into the sand on top of me. “I fucking love it.”

“Good.” Ava sighed heavily, nestling into my chest. I couldn’t help it my hand came down on to her thigh, darting under the hem of her dress to knead the smooth warm flesh of her upper thigh. 

I couldn’t get enough of her. Of her scent, of the feel of skin under my fingers and lips and I was fed up of holding myself back. 

She was turned on I could tell by the way she wiggled in my lap, the feel of her round ass rubbing against me was the last straw. Gripping her chin between my fingers I crushed my lips to hers. My tongue swiping into her mouth to tangle with hers.

It was a kiss of ownership. Because I did want to own her.

Fuck responsibilities, fuck my father.

I wanted Ava, and for more than a few weeks as well. 

The men who I called brothers were right. I had it bad. 

It was going to get complicated, I just wasn’t sure I cared anymore. 

All I could think about was peeling her out of that damn dress and diving between those legs. 

“You keep wiggling that ass on me Ava and we are gonna fuck right here in the sand instead of going back to the hotel room.”

Her eyes sparked. “Is that right?”

Playfully I bit at her bottom lip. Pulling it into my mouth. “Oh baby it’s right, say goodbye to your friend,” I whispered it into her ear. “Tell her you won’t be back tonight.”

***

The moment the door had shut I slammed her against it, capturing her wrists in my hands and holding her there so I could plunder her lips with mine. 

Jesus, she was sweet, and it wasn’t just the rum and sugar that I could taste on her lips either. It was just her. 

I was addicted and I knew it. Maybe that feeling would pass when I finally sank my length into her. But I was betting it wouldn’t. 

Ava wasn’t the kind of woman you wanted for one night or even two.

“You’re shaking.” I realised with a start that she was trembling under my hands. “What’s wrong?”I forced myself to loosen my grip on her. 

“Just a little nervous.” She admitted and the blush that crept up her throat was adorable. I let my lips follow its progress over her skin. I didn’t want to frighten her but at the same time, I couldn’t bring myself to move away from where I was pressing her to the door either. 

“Don’t be nervous baby, I’ll be gentle.” My lips skimmed across her collarbone and down over the swell of her breasts. “And I’ll make it good for you, I promise.” And I would make it good for her. Several times if I had my way. 

“I know.” Her breasts heaved upwards as her eyes fluttered closed. There was no mistaking how much she liked the feel of my lips and tongue on the flesh of her breasts. Chucking I let my tongue snake down into the bra, barely touching her nipple. 

“I need to see you, Ava.” It was getting harder and harder to be gentle with her, especially when she was making the sweetest little noises in the back of the throat.  “How the hell do you get this dress off?” As much as I loved it, I needed to run my hands and mouth over her now. There was too much material in my way.

“A zip in the back.” 

I had barely let her finish before I was turning her. “Fuck.” Letting the dress fall to her feet in a pool of white silky material I took in the curve of her ass in her deep red thong and my mouth flooded.

She was mouth-watering. 

“Don’t move,” I ordered as I slipped my hands into the waistband of that sinfully sexy thong, pulling it down over her thighs. 

She was fucking exquisite. 

“I….”

“I said don’t move Ava.” Slowly I reached around her. My arm right around her waist as I pulled her round ass against my straining dick. My hand cupping her mound. I rubbed the heel of my hand against her, giving just the right amount of pressure to tease a breathy little moan from bad lips.

Why had I waited so long to get her naked and wet under my hands? 

Slowly I trailed my finger through her wetness, my touch light. And she threw her head back against my shoulder.

It would be easy to take her, right here against the door. I could press her downwards and sink into her from behind with one hand on her hips and the other fisting her hair. But I wanted to see her face the moment I entered her. 

With practised ease I turned her, my lips seeking the pretty pink nipple that was standing to attention already. 

“Colton.” She moaned my name and my willpower snapped. Tearing my lips from the hardened bud I captured her lips with mine, shuffling us backwards toward the bed in the dim light. 

Giggling she fell backwards, and I fell with her. My lips never leaving hers. 

“Jesus.” I had to get some control over my self. Because if she carried on looking at me like she was, and rubbing her hands under my T-shirt like she was I was going to last about ten seconds. “We need to slow down Ava, we ….”

“Why?” Her fingers fumbled with my belt. She was shaking but it wasn’t with nerves it was with need. “I want you, Colton.” 

I didn’t need telling twice, tearing myself away from her I stripped. I stripped so quickly I almost tripped over trying to tear my jeans from my ankles. I couldn’t get out of my clothes quick enough. But I paused before falling back on top of her.

Ava. And that was all I knew about her apart from she was studying English at school, lay in the middle of my unmade bed, dark hair strewn about her like a black halo. Her lithe naked body on display for my eyes. Her legs were bent, slightly apart. 

I had never wanted to taste a woman so much in my life. 

Hooking my arms under her bent knees I pulled her towards the end of the bed, hooking them over my shoulders I drank her in. 

Even her damn pussy was pretty. 

Tentatively I licked into her, my hands reaching up to cup her breasts. 

“Colton.” She almost screamed it as my tongue narrowed around her clit.  She liked that. A LOT. So I did it again. Sucking that sensitive little bud into my mouth.

She came apart, her back arched and only my hands keeping pressed to the bed stopped her from moving. 

I didn’t want her to move, I wanted her to ride the orgasm I was giving her, I wanted my face to be covered with it.

“Come for me, Ava,” I growled it into her. “God I love the sounds you make when you come.” Crawling up her body, I kissed her. And she kissed me right back, her breathing ragged. She didn’t even pull away when she tasted her own release on mine.

“That was…” she seemed unable to speak and that was fine. Even those few words were too many. I wanted her so thoroughly satisfied she could even think let alone talk.

The straining head of my cock brushed against her and she pulled me forward, even more, her hands on my ass.

She wanted me inside of her. Just as much as I wanted to be inside of her. 

I moved fast, filling her with one almost brutal thrust and my own eyes rolled as the feel of her quivering walls enveloped me. 

She was so fucking tight.

Hot and tight and she fit around me like a glove.

“Sssh baby.”  I forced myself to stay still. To make sure she was ok. “Did I hurt you?” Guilt ripped into me as I looked down at her tear-streaked face. 

Bending I kissed every single one of them from her cheeks. I should have been gentle. Taken it slow, not rammed into her like she was one of the club girls that threw themselves at me. 

“Talk to me Ava,” lifting myself away slightly I searched her face. “We can stop, we can…” The words died on my lips as her ankles hooked together just above my ass, locking me into her.

“Don’t you dare Colton… don’t you fucking dare.”

I was gone. I knew it.

As I started to move I realised that for the first time in twenty-two years I might have feelings for a woman.

A woman I couldn’t keep.

I was totally and utterly gone.

And screwed. 

Royally screwed.