My heart was hammering in my chest. My body was on fire everywhere Colby touched me. I wanted more of it, more the feeling. More of him. It's been too long, and the ache was too strong for me to handle. He was really here, in front of me, in person. Finally. Maybe I was rushing it, and was caught up in the moment, so what.
I was having fun.
"I want this off." I breathed against his lips. Pulling away, Colby leaned up on my knees, tugging my shirt over his head, exposing his torso to me. It was rock solid, Perfect, and hot to the touch. Leaning on my elbows, my body did the talking. I shuddered, gasping at the sight of him. His blue eyes now darken with lust, my hand raked along his abs, my nails scratching gently, causing him to shiver under my touch.
"You're beautiful, Colby." I blurted. Leaning up, kissing his abs, his hands knotted in my hair. Taking a breath, my eyes never leaving his. I took off my shirt, my bra and the scar below my belly button was exposed. Anxiety crept up my body, shaking from nerves.
Fuck.
"Jo, you're the fucking gorgeous one. Come here." Colby growled, leaning down, his lips connected with my neck again, my nails raking themselves along his arms and back.
His hips bucked into my core, causing me to moan out. The pool between my legs getting bigger. I crashed my lips to his, bucking his hips again, getting some friction. My breathing picked up, I moaned against his lips. Colby's hand slowly moved south on his body, my skin coming alive like wildfire. His fingers brushed against my scar on my stomach, I immediately tensed up.
"It's okay, Jo. Your scars are a part of you. You are fucking beautiful under me." I breathed. His hand undone my button on my pants, my hips bucking up to meet his. I couldn't take it anymore.
"Colby."
"Are you sure?"
"Please stop asking me that. Just touch me." I moaned. Swallowing hard, Colby peeled off my pants and undone the button on his, discarding them to the floor. Colby settled between my legs again, kissing me. He tasted of beer and pizza, and a hint of spearmint. It was captivating, and I wanted more of it every time his lips were on mine. I didn't care if we ended up not doing anything, I just wanted his lips all over me.
"You are so soft, Jo." Colby groaned into my ear, his breath hot on my ear. Colby's hand traveling to the brim of my panties. My nails dug into his shoulders.
"Please." I whined.
"It's alright," Colby whispered, pecking my lips, "I'll get there." His hips bucked against my core again, making me groan, feeling all of him hard against me.
"Colby, please." I whined, grabbing his face in with my hands, chest heaving from breathing.
"What do you want, Jo?" Colby whispered, his voice hoarse. His eyes are wild with desire and determination. "Tell me what you want me to do. Let me take care of you like you deserve."
"I want you to feel me, Colby." I breathed. My lips brushed his, my hands tugging on his boxers band. His skin burning hot, warming my chilled fingers. "Jesus Christ, touch me everywhere, Colby."
"As you wish." I purred.
Colby ground hips into me slowly but hard, feeling his dick twitch against me. My back instantly arched at the feeling, my legs spreading wider for him to settle. Colby's hand pushed my panties aside, one finger rubbing my folds softly, making me gasp.
"Oh, Colby." I moaned, and Colby chuckled, kissing my lips.
" Fuck. I haven't even touched you and you're already wet for me."
"The hip grinding has an effect on me." I replied, catching his lips in mine. "I'm aching for some relief, here."
"Hmmm. Relief. Some relief like this?" Colby panted. He pushed a finger inside of me slowly, my nails digging his shoulders deeper, causing him hiss. My lips connected to his neck and collarbone, working his singer slowly. My moans filled the noise in the room along with the TV. Colby's hips worked against me as well, giving intense pleasure.
"How about this?" Colby whispered. Adding another finger, I gasped against his skin, his voice moaning along with me. My body feeling warm.
"Fuck, more." I called out, my hips rocking against his hand. My breathing ragged, I looked into his eyes. Working his fingers faster, my moans got louder, my mouth forming an o arching my body into him.
"You like this feeling, Jo?" He asked me. "Watching you come undone on my fingers is sexy as hell. If I'm being honest...shit, Jo, I want you so fucking bad. But only if you're sure." Colby breathed, grabbing his wallet and pulling out the condom wrapper, his fingers retreating, leaving me empty. Aching for all of him.
"Stop. Asking." I growled at him, catching myself off guard. Raising his eyebrows, Colby bit his lip groaning. I watched his cock twitch in his boxers as he ripped open the wrapper sliding on the condom. Pressing his lips to mine, I moaned into his mouth.
Settling between my legs, Colby grabbed his length, eyeing me carefully. His breath fanning my face, his eyes never leaving mine. I reached up, knotting my hand in his hair. My legs wrapped around his waist.
"Tell me what you want, Jo." Colby croaked, his tip teasing me. A sigh escaped my lips, bucking my hips up to him, Colby retreated back, I whined. He grinned, his dimple showing on his flushed hot face.
"Colby, please." I whispered, my grip on his hair getting tighter.
"Ah, fuck, Jo. Tell me what you want. I want to hear you say it." Colby repeated. "I can't help you if you don't talk to me, sweetness."
Breathing hard, I swallowed.
"Tell me what you want, baby."
"I want you inside, Colby. I want you buried, please." Kissing the corner of his mouth, I pulled him to me, closing the space between us, my lips to his ear.
"I want you all to myself."
"Your wish is my command." Colby pushed himself inside of me slowly, feeling the sting from my walls stretching. "Goddamn it, Jo. You're so fucking tight and warm for me."
"Don't move." I breathed, swallowing hard, blinking away my upcoming tears. Leaning on an elbow, Colby looked down at me, his face filling with concern.
"I'm hurting you aren't I? See, Jo I-"
"No, no it's okay. It's just been a while, I'm fine." Breathing hard, I blinked at him, biting my lip. "You can move now, Colby. It's okay."
Nodding his head, he slipped out, and right back in, making me gasp, crushing my head into the couch cushion. My hands never left his back, my legs never left his waist. His thrusts were slow, but gentle. Everytime he pushed himself back inside of me, I felt full. His dick was thick, but long. Everything about him was long. My breathing got heavier, my body grew warm, sweat licking our skin. Once Colby found his rhythm, his body covered mine.
His hands then grabbed both of mine, off his back, lacing our fingers together above my head. His tongue slipped itself in my mouth, moaning as he did. His moans flicked a switch inside me, turning me on over the edge. Everything Colby did to my body; every touch, kiss or stroke, I was drawn under a spell. My body moved with his.
"You are so fucking beautiful, Jo. I mean it everytime I say it." Colby moaned to me. His lip connected with my neck, sucking the spot underneath my ear.
"Faster, Colby. You feel so fucking good inside of me. You're so good." I moaned. My fingers squeezed his, as he picked up the pace. My moans progressed and got louder. My back arching again, my chest crashed to his.
"You feel so goddamn good, Jo. You are so fucking tight. Are you going to come for me? Hm? Come for me, Jo. Come all over me, I will be right here to catch you when you fall. Let me make that happen for you, baby."
My heart skipped a beat hearing him call me that. Baby. It did something to me. My hips rocked with his, my fingers slipped from his grip, as my nails dug into his back. Colby groaned, feeling my nails. My eyes squeezed shut, the feeling I knew all too well coming close to me already.
"Oh fuck, Colby... I.." I breathed, my back arched, my eyes shooting open, looking up at him. His lips glistened as his tongue shouted out, grinning.
"I know, Jo. I can feel it. When you're ready, let go for me. I know you're really close. Let it go baby. Focus on the feeling it gives you. Not what I tell you. Chase your high, baby."
The knot forming in my stomach is getting tighter. My grip on his back got stronger, raking my nails down his back. I squeeze my thighs around him. Keeping him as close to me as possible. Before I knew it, warmth spread through me, and came strong.
"Ah, Colby, yes! Dont fucking stop!" I cried. His thrusts got slower, but deeper, reaching every inch of my walls. His hand reached down and started rubbing circles on my nub. I cried out, screaming his name. I was done for. My body let go, focusing on the feeling like he told me too. Colby's thrust got sloppy then stilled, groaning my name into my ear, letting go himself.
"That's my girl. Fucking Christ." Colby moaned in my neck, his face buried. Sweat sticking to the back of his neck. Breathing hard, his body went limp against me, my arms wrapped around him intrapping him with me.
For a moment, we didn't move. We didn't talk. We just held onto each other, coming down from the best fucking high of the night. Letting my body talk for me was probably a stupid decision I made, considering I was buzzed hours before.But listening and letting ruthless decisions take over, was the best fucking choice. My body was humming with amusement, satisfaction.
Was this what I had been missing? For this long? Someone to literally fuck the good back into me?
"Did that just happen?" I whispered allowed, my heartbeat skipping.
"You mean did we just sleep together after the first in person date? Yes. And it was fucking awesome."
"Always technical with you, Colby. Always." I sighed, tapping his forearm. His muscles flexed under my touch.
"You... are remarkable, Jo." Colby mumbled. Nestled still between my legs, he slipped out tossing the condom in the trash, leaning on his elbows, his eyes hooded, glossed over.
"Is that because you're in between my legs right now? Or do you mean in general." I giggled, nose brushing his. Colby sighed, taking in the sight of me. His grin was lopsided, obviously tired.
"The details about you, inside and out - literally - have been driving me fucking wild since I started talking to you. I want to keep talking to you, kissing you, flirting with you, being with you..." Colby leaned down to my ear, "having sex with you, making you come for me." His lips grazed my neck and my face felt hot.
"Sounds like a plan." I gushed, letting a yawn escape my lips. Looking over at the clock on the wall, I blinked; 2:45AM.
"Oh my god it's really late."
"Yeah, I noticed after I brought you home. Speaking of, maybe I should head-"
"No!" I blurted, turned to him. Colby's eyes are already on me. "I mean, you don't have to, if you don't want to."
" Do you want me to stay over, then?" A grin slicing its way on his face. I rolled my eyes, grabbing the folded blanket from the back of the couch, spreading it over us.
"That's exactly what I mean. Unless you have somewhere else to be." I ordered. Laying back on the couch. Pulling me into him, Colby laid on his back, hiking my thigh up and over his waist, kissing my forehead.
"I want you to stay with me. Please?" I whispered, pecking his lips. Colby groaned, pulling away slowly.
"I would be honored to share the same sleeping space as you. And no, I don't have anywhere else to be, other than seeing you in my dreams." Colby replied, resting his head back on a throw pillow.
"You're such a cliche." I mumbled, nuzzling my cheek into his chest, feeling him chuckle.
"Good night, Jo. Sleep well." Colby murmured.
"Good night, Colby." I replied, releasing another yawn. Within seconds, I felt sleep take over washing me away.