Not in the Script

5

Brylee rolled her eyes, though her heart was racing, and she couldn't deny that he had her completely wrapped around his finger. "You're a menace." She muttered, shaking her head as she turned back to the stove, though the smirk never left her face. 

Colin chuckled, stepping back just slightly, but not before placing one last, fleeting kiss on her shoulder. "And you love me for it," he said casually, grabbing a piece of fruit from the counter before walking away.

Brylee let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding, biting down on her lip to keep from smiling too much. Dinner first, she reminded herself. But the anticipation he had just planted in her was going to make it a very long meal.

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Dinner had been filled with teasing glances, soft brushes of hands, and the lingering tension that had built between them ever since Colin had snuck up behind her in the kitchen. Brylee had felt the ways his eyes had stayed on her, in the way he found excuses to touch her - small, subtle touches that sent heat pooling in her stomach. And now, as she placed their dishes in the sink and turned to find him watching her again, she knew exactly where the night was heading.

Without a word, she walked straight up into his arms, her hands sliding up his chest as she tilted her head to look at him. Colin's grip tightened around her waist, his eyes darken with anticipation.

Brylee smirked, grabbing his hand and leading him toward the bedroom. Colin followed without question, his heartbeat picking up as she guided him inside before turning to shut the door behind them. The quiet click sent a rush of excitement through him.

And then, without hesitation, Brylee reached for the hem of her shirt, pulling it over her head and letting it drop to the floor. Her leggings followed, leaving her standing there, completely bare, bathed in the soft glow of the beside lamp.

Colin froze.

His breath hitched, his mouth slightly agape, his wide eyes drinking her in like he was seeing her for the first time. The way the warm light kissed her skin, the way she stood there with quiet confidence - it left him completely, utterly speechless.

"Goddamn," he finally breathed, his voice hushed in pure awe.

Brylee's lips curled into a slow, knowing smile. "Something wrong?" she teased, stepping closer. 

Colin swallowed hard, shaking his head as his hands twitched at his sides, desperate to touch her. "No," he said, voice hoarse. "Just... Jesus, Brylee."

She reached for him, her fingers slipping under the hem of his shirt, tugging it upward.  "You gonna stand there staring all night, or are you gonna do something about it?"

That snapped him out of his trance.

Colin let out a breathless laugh before surging forward, his hands finally finding her skin, his lips crashing into hers with all the want and need he'd been holding back. And from that moment on, he made damn sure to show her exactly want she did to him. 

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Between passionate kisses, Colin pulled his shirt over his head, followed by his pants and boxers, his member springing free.

He wrapped his arms around Brylee, pulling her closer as he kissed her, almost blindly finding the bed behind them. 

He shifted her over, following her body as he pressed gentle kisses to her, leaving trails of marks down from her chest as he rubbed his hand over her thigh. 

Colin gently moved down, his head meeting with Brylee's core, smirking as he placed a kiss right where she wanted him most before diving in and latching his mouth onto her center.