His tip presses against my entrance before he plows into me in one quick thrust. My back arches up as I cry out, my voice echoing in the room. He pulls back one last time before entering me again, and this time he doesn't stop. My pussy tightens around him as he drives into me, my hips meeting his thrust for thrust.
I'm clawing his muscular back and trying to focus on breathing, but it feels too good. I know I'm close, and I'm almost afraid to go over the edge. It might just break me.
"Your tight pussy is milkin' my cock, baby," Colton groans, and his words almost undo me. "I know you're so damn close. I want you to come for me, Penny," he says before roughly taking my mouth with his, forcing his tongue inside and possessing me. His hips move quicker then, driving into me with a torturous rhythm.
I hold onto his shoulders as he fills me over and over again. I cry out one last time as an intense orgasm explodes within me, my core squeezing him relentlessly until he fractures right along with me. Colton slams into me one final time before burying himself inside so deep. He whispers my name like a benediction, wrapping his hands around me and pulling me closer. I lie there in his embrace for a long time, and I cherish every second of it.
Eventually, he collapses onto the bed beside me, taking me with him. I lie there on his chest, listening to his erratic heartbeat.
His fingers lazily trail down the center of my back, making me shudder again. "Wow," I whisper, the word catching in my throat.
I feel his lips kissing my temple and my cheek, and I want to live in this moment and never leave. I've never felt more content. It's like the last five years washed away, and here we are with a fresh new start.
Sitting up, I stare down at him. He looks sleepy and sexy with a satisfied smirk on his face. I kiss him one last time before going to the bathroom to clean up. When I come back, he's crawling back into bed with his boxer briefs back on. I watch him pull the sheets and comforter from the floor, spreading them out over the bed. I stand at the end of the bed, not knowing whether I should stay or go back downstairs. He answers for me when he folds down the edge of the blankets and pats the mattress while looking up at me.
I'm almost giddy as I practically run to the bed and jump in. I curl up next to him as he pulls the covers over top of us. Then he kisses the top of my head like he always used to do before we fell asleep together. I wrap my arm around his waist and sleepily sigh, contentedly.
"Goodnight, Penny," he whispers.
"Goodnight, Colt." And then right before I pass out, I whisper, "I love you, Colton James."
CHAPTER 13
COLTON
"I LOVE YOU, Colton James."
Penny's words echo in my mind over and over the next mornin' as I get out of bed. I stare at her as the first light of day cascades in between the mini blinds, highlightin' her blonde hair spread out over my dark pillow. Her lips are in a sexy pout, and she looks like an angel with her long eyelashes fanned out over her cheeks. Last night was like a dream. And if she weren't here right now in my bed and in front of my very own eyes, I probably would be thinkin' that it was all a dream.
Her chest rises and falls in an even, steady pace, and it's almost hypnotic. I could stand there and watch her all day. But instead, I pull my gaze away from her and get dressed.
"I love you, Colton James."
I close my eyes, unable to get those words out of my head. I can still hear them just as if she's speakin' them right now. It was strange hearin' the words come out of her mouth. She was asleep and probably didn't even know she said the words out loud. But she still said them…and I'm still tryin' to get a grip on how those five simple words are affectin' me.
I force myself to walk out of the bedroom as an intense feelin' of fear courses through my veins. But it's not because of what she said. It's because I almost told her that I love her too.
Feelin' confused, I head outside and into the shed beside the house. There's a weight bench and a punchin' bag, and I go there when I need to let off some steam. And I suddenly have a lot of steam to release.
As I'm wrappin' my hands with tape, my thoughts keep driftin' to last night. It still seems unreal. I lost Mack. Penny stayed with me all night, helped me get through yet another nightmare…and then we had sex. I still can't believe all of that happened within the span of a few hours. How did we go from pretty much hatin' each other to sleepin' together?
When Mack died, Penny was the only person I could think of callin'. Why I didn't call Buddy or Ruby Sue, I have no idea. My mind focused on needin' Penny and only her. And it felt right when she was here.
But now that we've had sex, things are more complicated than ever.
Instead of stayin' away from her like I told myself I would, I fucked up and did the one thing I should have never done. Angry with myself, I stand in front of the punchin' bag and take a hard right hook to it. The board the bag hangs from creaks and groans as I slam my fist again and again into the inanimate object.
I made a mistake by sleepin' with Penny. I know that now. She's gonna think we're in some kind of relationship. She's gonna try to fix me even more so than she has over the past couple of weeks. I just know it. But what she doesn't realize is that I don't want to be fixed.
I slam my fists into the bag over and over until my knuckles practically scream in agony. Pantin', I slump down on my weight bench and unwrap my sore hands. My knuckles look bruised. I always overdo it when I come in here. This is sometimes the only release that gets me through the day. I have so much built up anger. Anger over the accident. Anger over the fact that I couldn't save my brother. Anger over the fact that I'm alone in this world with no family left.
Glancin' at the clock on the wall, I see that it's only eight o'clock in the mornin'. I don't know how late Penny will sleep, but I'm not stayin' to find out. When she wakes up, I won't be here. That's just the way it has to be. I don't need to get close to Penny just to have to turn around and lose her. Either she'll leave or she'll end up gettin' hurt, but I won't be here to go through that. I can't lose anyone else in my life.
I can't.
I won't.
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