It was going to be a long fucking night.
The bar was crowded with college students drinking and watching the basketball playoffs all over the large room or just gathered in booths talking, and they were particularly friendly tonight. I'd been flirted with, propositioned, and fondled and mostly by the same table of five guys that thought their actions would suddenly make me want them. I liked the waitress job and I enjoyed the money that the job provided me, very grateful to my uncle for giving me the job when I'd suddenly come into town to start over. I walked up to the bar and leaned against it, taking a deep breath and telling Benny that I needed another pitcher of Bud Light.
“They giving you a hard time?” The voice next to me was low and husky, and I turned my head slowly to look into deep blue eyes that were framed by a handsome face and tousled brown hair. He looked familiar.
“They grabbed my ass this last time. Does that count as a hard time?” I asked in a resigned voice, sneaking a glance at the clock to see that I still had three hours left of my night. At least I didn't have to close tonight and got off at midnight. I looked back at him and tucked my angled black hair behind one ear as I watched his eyes settle on my wide emerald ones. They held them and melted me, forcing me to blink slowly. I shook my head and watched as he took my hand and pulled me closer. “What are you doing?”
"I am doing what I've wanted to since the first time I saw you,” he replied, covering my lips with his softly as I froze.
They were soft and warm as they moved against me, slowly teasing my lips apart as I felt my eyes flutter. He pulled away before the kiss was deepened and I found myself staring into hooded and darker blue eyes. “They'll be leaving you alone now.”
“What?” I asked blankly, feeling my lips swell and tingle as I blinked slowly at him. I forced my eyes to look at Ben, who was staring at me with a raised eyebrow. “Who are you?” I asked, my question directed to the guy that was making my skin heat up.
“Colton,” he told me simply, and I tried to remember if I'd met him. I knew I'd seen him, but we'd never interacted before this...and what a moment it had been.
My confusion and lust was slowly replaced with anger, and I narrowed my eyes as I grabbed the tray. “Do you make it a habit of freely kissing girls, Colton?” I didn't wait for the answer, making my way across the room and setting the tray firmly on the table as I looked up with a silent sigh. None of them even looked at me, much less tried to touch me. “Here you...go.” I told them quietly, looking around the table of once overly flirtatious guys.
“Thanks,” the one with the free hands muttered, taking the tray and sliding a bill across the table. I reached for it, seeing it was a fifty dollar bill as my well-kissed mouth dropped open. “Just take it.” He looked up at me with worried eyes and I nodded and thanked him before walking away to check my other tables, mulling over the situation. College guys were never that generous, whether they wanted to get into my pants or not.
"Who the hell are you? That guy just gave me a fifty dollar tip for a few pitchers of beer.” Colton looked back at me with a smirk as I asked him the question, sipping his beer.
“Colton Reighly,” He replied, and I frowned as it hit me. “Do you remember me, Stella?”
“California. The underground fight,” I stammered, remembering my visit to my best friend's college just a little ways from my then-home five months ago. Carrie had dragged me to the fight but I'd been happily distracted once I saw Colton, wanting him in a way I'd never wanted any other man just on sight. “You won.”
"You watched every bit of that fight. I saw your eyes and have never forgotten them. Imagine my surprise when I saw you working in my home town.” His eyes traced my face slowly as I felt myself heat up. “Imagine my anger at seeing them grabbing at you like a piece of meat.”
“They're scared of you.” I said, leaning against the bar and looking at him.
“Most are,” he admitted and looked into my eyes. “To answer your question, I don't make a habit of kissing girls so suddenly. I just couldn't stop. I'd wanted that since I saw you biting your lip at the fight.”
"Oh,” I said softly, blushing further.
It seemed like my shift passed quickly with snippets of conversation with Colton and making my rounds, and soon I was clocking out at the register and grabbing my purse. I glanced up as he stood to meet me, smiling shyly at him. My heart was pounding as I watched his crooked smile and dragged my lower lip between my teeth as his eyes darkened. I was shy. I was new here and forming a life there but I wanted him. “Can I take you to dinner? I'd like to thank you for what you did.” The table had vacated after quickly drinking the beer and I suspected they'd never bother me again. It was late but there had to be somewhere to go. It was Nashville.
“Sure,” Colton responded slowly, taking my hand and leading me from the bar. “I know a great pizza place. We can order and take it to my place, or eat there if you'd rather.” His voice left the choice to me and I squeezed his hand tighter.
“To go sounds good,” I replied softly, feeling his thumb stroke my hand gently as I looked at the ground. We walked a couple of blocks and ordered an extra large vegetarian pizza that he insisted in paying for. He led me another block over to a complex of luxurious condos, balancing the pizza to unlock a heavy door as I felt my nerves kicking in. What was I doing? Colton urged me inside first, taking the pizza to the kitchen as I admired the sunken living room in silence. Leather couches were set around the floor along with tables and a huge television, showing his success as a fighter. I felt arms slide around my waist and pull me against him, smiling as he heated me through my work tee and black denim mini skirt. His lips found my neck, kissing gently as I closed my eyes. “Mmmmm,” I whimpered, moving my head to allow him access.
“Hungry?” Colton asked me in a hoarse voice and I shook my head slowly.
“Not yet,” I assured him, turning in his arms and claiming his lips with mine. I kissed him with every feeling I had felt seeing him that night in the ring, dominating the fight. I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself closer to him, reliving the desire as our tongues met hungrily. I wasn't aware of even moving until my ass backed into a couch and he slid between my legs, one hand in my hair and one around my body to hold me. Gripping his hair, I tilted both of our heads and deepened the kiss even further as legs parted further to allow him to press closer.
I didn't care if this wouldn't last past the night. The euphoria I was feeling was worth anything that happened after this, and I slipped back onto the couch carefully and stared up at him. “Come here.”
Colton walked around the couch and moved over my body, spreading my legs with his knees as I sucked in my breath. “Do you want this, love?” Colton asked me, taking in the position that we were in with eager eyes.
“More than I want to breathe,” I admitted, watching him smile wolfishly as he leaned down for a slow kiss. I was exposed to him, my thighs spread and my lace boy shorts on display but I knew that I wanted to give him everything that he would take from me. I remembered the way he'd been at the fight as our lips molded together, skillfully controlling it as the opponent struggled for the little time that he was in the ring. I kissed him harder, nibbling on his lips and moaning as he moved his hips firmly and slowly against me. He was hard and ready and I rocked against him as he let out a groan.
“I feel the heat of your pussy through my jeans, baby. You're ready for me.” Colton told me against my lips as I gripped his hair again. I moved my hands to rip his shirt off clumsily, watching him slip it off with a hungry look in his eyes. He removed mine and lifted me, whispering for me to wrap my legs around him as he unhooked my matching lace bra. We kissed as he walked, deeply and carelessly. I felt my body lowered to a bed and I slipped my skirt off as I admired him taking his pants off. He finished by sliding my panties off of me, taking in my wet folds as he slid a hand up my thigh. “I want to see you come for me, Stella.” His fingertip stroked my clit, slipping in the heated moisture as I lifted my hips.
“Make me, Colton.” I was near begging, giving in to a need that I'd never felt in my twenty-two years of life. He moved to kiss me as he fingered me, his tongue moving into my mouth the same time as his finger slid deeply into me. I closed my eyes and moaned as he pulled out, adding a finger for the second thrust. He moved his lips down my body, wrapping them around a nipple as he sped up his movements as I rocked helplessly against his hand.
Colton bit down lightly just as I exploded, tugging with his teeth as I came with a keening noise. He pulled away to look at me, flushed and limp with dark eyes. “Beautiful, Stella.” Dropping next to me, we stared at each other as I breathed slowly and reached over to stroke his bare skin. Goosebumps followed my hand as I looked up into his eyes and slipped my hand around him and stroked firmly.
I pushed him to his back and moved my body over his, taking his length into my mouth as I straddled his face. He kissed my damp thighs as I moved my tight mouth down his shaft and back up slowly, taking his time to move his mouth to my core. He licked slowly as I moaned, moving down over him again. We slowly sped up in tandem and moaned and gasped together as our bodies responded, my release seconds before his as I sucked him hard and fast. He shot deep into my throat as I swallowed, whimpering as my legs trembled above him.
My body was moved around and onto my back as I let my arms drop weakly to the mattress, amazed that I wanted so much more from him. He kissed me, spreading my taste over my weak lips as I moaned softly. It was sweet and thick and I ate it off of his lips hungrily as he dropped slowly between my thighs. I'd been with guys before but never like this...never with this feeling of not getting enough. We kissed long and hard, moving closer as our bodies molded together. Mine was soft and begging while his was hard and needing and he teased my folds with the tip of his hard cock. “Want me to get a condom?” Colton asked me, and I shook my head.
“I”m on the pill and clean, if you are as well.” I looked into his eyes as he stared at me, feeling him slide deeply inside of me as I shuddered. “Oh fuck.” I'd just trusted this guy without hesitation.
“I'm clean,” Colton told me, pulling back and thrusting deeper. I believed him. “You're all mine, Stella.” He moved faster, slowing down as he felt me come close to another release until I begged him to fuck me harder.
“I want to feel how you felt that night in the ring, I want you to dominate me. I want all of you,” I grunted out as he thrust hard and faster with every plea. I was pressed hard against the mattress, spreading apart and wrapping around him as I he took me over and over. My hands were held above my head as I came, our eyes locked in the light of the room from the small lamp he'd turned on. He flipped me over on my stomach, taking my hips as he drove himself into me for his own deep release. I cried out as he stilled, buried inside of my body and shooting inside of it as his fingers dug into my bare skin. I felt Colton pull out slowly, moaning with it as he kissed my back and breathed deeply.
“I knew that you'd give yourself to me that night, regardless of the fact we didn't see each other again then. I knew you'd be mine.” Colton whispered to me, and I realized I'd known it as well. His hands slid up my body, stroking the sides of my breasts as I raised my body to offer him more. “I want more of you, Stella.”
“I am not going anywhere,” I assured him, feeling his hands stroke and pull my nipples. I turned over to kiss him, pulling his lips down to my body as I moved into his lap and offering up my reddened nipple.
We finished the night with me straddling him, moving deeply over him as he held me close. Our lips met and released, lips finding bare skin as we moved together easily. There was no need for us to explode this time as much as there was to feel each other, and we both slowed with a mutual soft release and a gasp as my head dropped to his shoulder. “Sleep, love. Breakfast tomorrow morning and then we'll talk about us.” Colton lowered me to the mattress and wrapped us in blankets as I smiled to myself. “I'm not letting you go anytime soon, Stella.”
Us. I liked that.
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