Justified Love (The Southern Gentleman Series Book 1) (18 page)

“Carr, are you ok with this because we can stop.”

“Please don’t stop, Colt. This feels too good.” I pleaded into his ear. Moving his hand further up my thigh, he grabbed a hold of my hip.

“You’re killing me Carr. Lord have mercy darlin’.”

“Just remember when you ask, you shall receive,” I said will a devilish grin.

With a low growl, he devoured my neck and trailed kisses down my chest. My girls were on high alert and Colt knew it by the way his breathing picked up. Our breaths become hot and heavy as he dragged his lips up my neck meeting mine with a kiss. Leisurely he rolled his hand to the inside of my thigh spreading my legs just a little. Carefully and tenderly he cupped my sex.
Thank God I shaved this morning.
He felt good touching me. This didn’t just feel good, it felt right. “My God Carr, you are so wet for me, baby.”

“That’s how much you turn me on, Colt. Touch me.” I was almost leery saying the dirty thoughts that were racing through my head, but I didn’t care. It was Colt, and he would never judge me.

Sliding my legs further apart, I brushed his manhood. He was hard as a rock. “And that’s how much you turn me on, Carr.”
Was I really having this effect on him?

Gradually he started to work his fingers into my slick opening going unhurried and affectionately. I couldn’t help but arch my back at the sensual sentiment.
I can’t believe this is happening right now.
Arching my back gave him better access to my girls. I leaned into his hand forcing him to palm my whole sex. He buried his face in my chest as I bit my lower lip in gratification. He worked his fingers in and out while circling my clit. He moved slow letting me feel every inch of him inside me. Never taking his eyes off me he could see how much I was enjoying this. Kissing me and then sucking on my lip was enough to undo me.

“Baby you feel so good,” he whispered.

Feeling the intensity building, I pulled Colt close to me and began kissing him deeper and harder. I gasped at the tremendous release Colt stimulated. I haven’t had a release like that in a long time. Good gracious this man was good. He had magical fingers that I’ve never experienced before.

Coming down from my high, I wrapped my hand around Colt’s neck and pulled him closer to me. Brushing my hand across his face, I leaned in and kissed him gently.

              “Tell me this isn’t a dream. That I’m not going to wake up any second in a cat T-shirt.”

“Honey, this is definitely not a dream. I’m here, with you, right now. Touching you, kissing you, feeling you pulse under my fingertips.”

“Even if it was a dream, it was the best dream of my life,” he muttered while kissed my lips.

“I will have to second that, Sherlock. I want more though. Can you handle that?”

“You don’t have to ask me twice.”

Feverously kissing, I let out a moan of gratification.

“That’s it, baby. Tell me how much you like it - how much you want this. ”

“It feels so good,” I barely got out.

His hands felt so good running up and down my body. Curling my leg around his torso, I pulled him closer to me. Kissing him deeper, I ran my nails up and down his sculpted back. I could tell he loved it by the moans dripping from his lips. Digging deeper, Colt sucked my lip as I moaned into his swollen lips.  Nipping my bottom lip, I wanted this man inside me,
now
.

            “Colt…” I whispered into his lips.

“Yea, baby,” he inhaled against my lips.

“This is me begging for it, make love to me…”

            “I knew you’d give in, eventually,” he said with a grin. He knew me too well already. “I need to get a condom. I’ll be right back,” he said.

“I have some in the bag,” I said honestly asking him to grab my bag at the back of the truck.

“Looks like we both had the same idea,” he smiled into my mouth.

“I was already begging for it last night,” I said with a smile.

Unlike my first time, Colt treated my body like a temple gently stroking my arms, and feathering my body with soft kisses. Colt knew I had a traumatizing first time, and he was treating me as if this was my first time. I adored him for it.

Breathing heavily he grabbed my hips, and slowly slide himself inside. “Oh God Carr, you are so tight baby,” he moaned.

“Move with me Colt. Feel my body. Feel us together,” I said pushing myself into him further.

He was so big he filled me completely. He touched every inch inside of me, and my body knew it. Slowly we started to move. The feeling of intimacy was simply sinful.

Pulling away from my lips for just a second Colt whispered, “Carr, you look so beautiful right now. I am so lucky.”

Moving like I had done this for years, I started to roll my hips to meet his shaft. I could feel every inch of him, and he was certainly hitting the right spots. Locking eyes, we synchronized our motions, gradually grinding harder and faster. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I pulled him all the way to me.
Oh. My. God. I think I see stars the way this feels so good.

The tingling sensation began to build down below, and I knew I was almost there. Digging my nails into his back, he responded to my touch likewise. Moving faster, our bodies were harmonized in pleasure.

“Yes, Colt, Yes!” I exclaimed pulsing around his cock just like in my fantasies.

“That’s it baby. I wanna hear you,” he shouted pulling in, running his tongue along my neck.

“Oh fuck, Colt, right there, yes!”

Just when I didn’t think he could go any deeper he rubbed my clit with his fingers, and sent me over the edge into ecstasy. Throwing back my head in elation, Colt grabbed the small of my back lifting my chest up to his lips.

Not waiting to come down from my high, I rocked forward, pushing Colt on his back. Teasing him, I began to grind on his cock. Slowly, I rolled myself onto his body.

Our hips moved in sync as Colt screamed out, “That’s it, baby. Ride me. Oh God! Don’t stop, Carr. You feel so good, baby.”

Breathing heavily he took in a deep breath, and as he exhaled sent both of us into spiraling orgasms.
O.M.G. now this was sex, not that shit I had with Tad.

Rolling over onto my side facing Colt, “That was incredible,” I said out of breath.

“You were amazing, baby,” he barely got out of his mouth before crushing his lips into mine.

Brushing the damp hair away from my face, we just laid there for a while looking at each other smiling and cuddling.

Leaning on my elbow looking at him, “My one and only time having sex, I didn’t have an orgasm but you, you gave me four. I could get used to this,” I said with a smile.

Leaning over, Colt placed a tender kiss on my shoulder, “I would like nothing more than to do that over, and over again with you.”

Just then my favorite song came on the radio.

Looking into Colt’s eyes, “Wanna dance, handsome?” I said with raised eyebrows.

Standing up on the bed of the truck Colt wrapped us up in a blanket, making sure to hold me close.

“I could never say no to you, baby.”

Laying my head on his chest, I wrapped my arms around Colt’s waist. I could hear his heart beating so fast; just like mine. Singing into my ear I could just barely make out the lyrics, “….you can wake me up in the dead of the night; wreck my plans baby that’s all right. This is a drop everything kind of thing. Swing on by, I’ll pour you a drink. The doors unlocked; I’ll leave on the lights. Baby, you can crash my party anytime….”. Every time I think I had the best night of my life, Colt goes and does things like this, and completely changes my mind. I was falling and falling hard for this man.

Nestling my head in the crook of Colt’s neck I whispered, “I don’t want this night ever to end.”

“Who says it has to end?” he asked. “You can’t get rid of me that easily.”

Curling up closer, Colt swayed me to a couple more songs before we decided it was getting late and needed to go home. We had lost all track of time, and I was getting sleepy from the long day in the sun not to mention other reasons.

Handing the keys over to Colt I said, “Would you mind driving back? I’m sleepy.”

Yawning as I slide into the cab, I laid my head in Colt’s lap and started to nod off. “That’s it baby girl, get some rest,” he said while rubbing my back. Falling asleep, I swear I heard Colt say something under his breath, but I was too sleepy to make it out.

●

            Waking up the next morning, I was surprised to find I was tucked in my bed. I pulled out my cell phone and immediately sent Colt a text.

Carrington
: How in the world did I get into my bed, Sherlock?

Man of my dreams
: Well, someone decided to fall asleep, and I didn’t have the heart to wake her up. I dropped your car off at your dad’s and carried you in thanks in part to your Granny.

Aww, that was sweet.

Carrington
: How did you get home then?

Man of My Dreams
: I walked.

Carrington
: That’s almost 5 miles.

Man of My Dreams
: It was worth it.

Carrington
: I can’t believe you did that, thank you. I’m sorry I was a horrible date and feel asleep.

Man of my dreams
: Baby, you were definitely not a terrible date. You were quite spectacular, and I’m sure your four lady O’s would agree.

I couldn’t help but laugh out loud.

Carrington
: You’re awfully sure of yourself, aren’t you?

Man of my dreams
: Only when it’s valid.

Carrington
: So, what are you doing today?

Man of my dreams
: Working, but I can certainly make time for a certain redhead. Wanna have lunch together? I can be at your place at eleven-thirty. We can hit up Nino’s pizza in town.

Carrington
: That sounds perfect. I can’t wait to see you then.

Chapter 14

Running on a honey high, I was looking forward to seeing Colt. For the first time in a long time I was starting to feel like the resilient, assertive woman I always knew I was capable of. I had to thank Colt for that. He made me feel beautiful and confident. Who would have thought, Colton Wilson, was into me? It was so much more though. He wasn’t just physically attracted to me; there was an emotional connection there. I think a person looking from the outside might believe we were moving fast, but realistically, we’ve known each other since we were kids. I just wish neither one of us had waited so long to act on it. I can understand Colt’s reasoning, but if taking the verbal abuse from Paisley meant I could be with Colt, I would have done it ten fold.

Sitting up in bed, I was energized and ready for the day. Last night was the first night in a long time where I’ve had a restful sleep without worrying about Dad’s case. I needed to make some headway, but I didn’t even know where to begin. I needed to formulate a plan and go with it. Maybe I could bounce off some ideas with Colt although; I would like to bounce a lot of things off Colt these days. I still can’t believe the events that happened last night. I was loving life right now and didn’t want it to end, but usually when there were highs in my life, there were lows to follow. Fingers crossed I’m just over thinking things.

Getting ready for the day, I felt like I was fifteen again. I ran around the room with a towel over my head, singing into my hairbrush.

“Someday, I’ll be living in a big ole’ city, and all your ever gonna be is mean. Yeah, someday I’ll be big enough so you can hear me, and all your ever going to be is mean. Why you gotta be so mean…” I sang around my bedroom.

I think in another life, Taylor Swift and I would be best buddies. She got me on a musical level, and I got her. Jumping on the bed I had a mini dance party before collapsing on the tattered quilt.

Catching my breath, I thought back on all the sleepovers I had as a little girl. I was fortunate to have Harley and Skye in my life. They were the mouthpieces of my anxiety, when Paisley was being a pain in my ass. The best part about my girls, they got just as angry if not furious when Paisley would get on me. When Paisley pulled her stunt at Lucky’s, Harley was ready to throw down. That’s the best part about having dire friends. They were going to flip a shit when they find out when happened last night.

●

Colt picked me up at 10:50; he must have been a little over zealous. As he approached the door, I reached for him on tiptoes when he came up on the landing. Wrapping my arms around his neck, he kissed me like he hadn’t seen me in days.

“Hi,” I said with a smile.

“Hi,” he said mirroring me back.

Hoping to avoid any awkward conversation with Daddy, I snatched my purse up and pulled Colt off the porch. Being the gentleman that he is, Colt opened my side of the cab and lifted me up into the seat.

“You look so dapper in your suit, Mr. Wilson,” I said with hunger in my voice.

“Well, thank you, ma’am. I try…” he said with a wink while grabbing a hold of my hand.
He doesn’t have to work too hard in my book. This boy looked good enough to eat. Yummy!
“….trying to be sexy? Gorgeous? Edible? Shall I go on?” I said ballsing up.

“Ms. Mason, are you hitting on me?” he questioned with a smirk.

“I think I am,” I responded.

“I’m loving this new found confidence, little lady,” he said squeezing my hand as we pulled up to Nino’s Pizza. I eyed the baron street, and my heart cracked a bit at the quiet streets.

“Man, Avery looks deserted these days.”

“Yeah, a lot of businesses have been fading around here,” he admitted.

“Didn’t Nino’s used to be Stuffy’s back in the day?” I asked.

“Yep, and Rosa’s and Big Al’s and, well, let’s just say I could go on and on,” he said helping me out of the cab.

“That’s so depressing,” I said with genuine concern. Opening the door to Nino’s, Colt kissed the side of mv cheek.

“It’ll be okay. From what I’ve heard, there are some prospective buyers coming into town to help generate some revenue to the block.”

“Well, that makes me feel a little better,” I said shrugging off the uneasy feeling.

Taking a seat at the first booth, we didn’t even need menus to know what we wanted.

“I’ll have a glass of water, and a slice of extra cheese pizza, please,” I ordered.

“I’ll have the same,” Colt said handing the menu back to the waitress who allowed her eyes to lingered a little too long on Colt. As she turned and walked away, “Wow, that’s pretty ballsy,” I said out loud. In shock at my omission, I looked awkwardly at Colt.

“Ballsy? Did I miss something?” he questioned.

“She was all but eye fucking you,” I said with a laugh.

“I didn’t notice. I had my eye on someone else,” he said reaching for my hands.

Placing my hands on his, “You always know the right things to say, don’t you?” I questioned.

“I don’t think they are so much as the right words, but the truth as I see it,” he responded.

“Smooth, Sherlock.”

“As a babies butt, Watson,” he said as we laughed.

“I almost forgot to ask you. Sleep well last night?” he asked.

“Actually, last night was the first night in a long time, where I slept through the night and wasn’t stressing about Dad’s case,” I confessed.

“Well, I guess I should say you’re welcome?” he said with a questioning look of hopefulness.

“You are absolutely the reason for my sweet dreams,” I smiled back at him.

“So, about these dreams…” he began. “Were they of the naughty variety? Or were we playing twister? Maybe we were playing twister naked at least?” he asked me a barrage of questions.

“Well, I remember kissing…” I said extending my foot between Colt’s legs.

Thankfully, the checkered tablecloth shielded my foot. Massaging his cock through his pants, I could feel him growing beneath my foot. “….and touching…” I added. Trying to suppress his pleasure he bit his lower lip letting a hushed sigh. Just then, the same waitress appeared with our waters and pizza.

Not letting up on my massaging, “Can I get you two anything else?”

Smiling I said, “No, sweetheart. I think we’re good, but we might need to-go boxes if you don’t mind.”

“Sure thing,” she said with agitation that I interrupted her eye fucking.

“And, if you could bring my girlfriend and I our check, that would be great,” he barely got out while suppressing a sigh.

“Coming right up.”

Paying the tab and stuffing the pizza in the boxes as quickly as possible, “I’m going to the restroom. Meet me in there in two minutes,” I whispered removing my foot from his groin and standing up.

“How ‘bout one minute?”

Giving him a kiss, I sauntered off in search of the bathroom. Entering the bathroom I swiftly checked myself out in the mirror and heard a knock thirty seconds later. Opening the door, he quickly spun around and locked the door. Turning back around he had the look of primal intent on his face.

“You are quite insatiable, Carrington Mason,” he said walking toward me.

Like a tiger, he attacked. Lifting me up, he threw me up against the wall kissing me feverishly. Luckily the walls were thick, and no one could hear us. Wrapping my legs around his torso, Colt sat me on the edge of the sink. Helping him undo his belt buckle we raced with heaving pants. Pushing his boxer briefs down he came back to me seizing at any part of my body he could get his hands on. Reaching for his cock, I began stroking it from the base to tip. With each stroke, I pulled him closer to me while I kissed up and down his neck. Dripping with excitement I pulled him between my legs.

“Last night I wanted you to make love to me. Right now, I want you to fuck me,” I moaned into his mouth. Not hesitating he lifted my skirt and pulled my panties to the side. Pulling a condom from my bra, I quickly placed it on his cock. Thrusting inside of me, he had to cover my mouth from screaming his name too loudly. “Yes, Colt! Fuck me, baby. Fuck me hard,” I said trying hard to whisper in his ear, pulling him closer to me.

“You don’t have to ask me twice, baby,” he said with anticipation.

“I want you so bad baby,” he thrust harder and harder. After a few thrusts, I was spiraling into an intense orgasm where he then followed.

Leaning forehead to forehead, we rested, panting heavily.

“Carr, you are incredible. Where did that come from?” he asked.

“You called me your girlfriend,” I declared looking him in the eyes.

“I need to call you my girlfriend more often then,” we laughed together. Kissing Colt, I hopped off the sink shifting my panties back in place and smoothing out my skirt. Smirking he pulled off the condom tossing it in the wastebasket while pulling up his boxer briefs and pants. Tucking in his shirt and straightening his tie, I couldn’t help but admire this sexy man in front of me.

“Be careful, Mr. Wilson. You keep wearing those suits in front of me, and I’ll have no choice but to make you take them off.” I professed.

“Is that so?” he said moving towards me.

“Yes, sir. You look too delicious for words right now. I might have to take you again if you’re not careful,” I admitted with confidence.

“I like this new Carrington. Your persuasion is incredibly sexy, you know,” he acknowledged.

“Something about you makes me a restored person. A stronger, more self-assured woman.”

“You always had it inside you, my darling, you just needed to believe it. Now, let’s get out of here before people start to suspect what we’ve been doing. Why don’t you go out first, and I’ll follow,” he said with a soft kiss.

Walking out of the bathroom, I couldn’t help myself but to wink at the waitress while looking over my shoulder to Colt following me.
Take that bitch! That’s my man. Get your own.
With a look of shock and disgust, she huffed away to her next table. Normally, I wouldn’t be so territorial, but damnit, I needed to assert myself to people who felt they could walk all over me. No more was the timid and shy Carrington. The new Carr fucks her boyfriend’s brains out in the bathroom of a pizza parlor.
High five girlfriend! Scared Carrington can suck a dick because, ferocious Carrington is in town, and she’s not going anywhere anytime soon!

Swinging around while opening the door, Colt scooped me up and twirled me around not before placing a kiss on my lips.

“Would you like to take a little walk with me before I have to go back to work?” Colt asked with take-out bags in hand.

“Absolutely,” I said gripping his free hand.

Swinging hands, we looked at the vacated buildings littering the street. Stepping around a ladder where the town folk were hanging the tomato festival banners, I couldn’t help but sense something was bugging Colt.

“Hey babe, what’s wrong?” I asked shaking his hand.

“I was just thinking about work, and how I don’t want to go back.”

“Then don’t,” I said with a joking laugh.

Seeing the genuine concern on his face, I stopped him on the sidewalk.

Staring into a vacant shop, he professed, “Do you ever feel like you’ll never amount to anyone’s expectations?”

“All the time,” I confessed.

“Half the time I feel I’m just shuffled around from a business transaction to a business transaction as the face of the company. When people recognize me from playing football at UT, they make a reference to the accident while Dad looks away in disgust. The way he looks at me makes me feel as if I let him down for something I couldn’t control.” He admitted.