《Saving Grace》Chapter 29: Colt
Advertisement
Damnit woman! What the hell?
I meant what I had said; she wasn't getting away that time. I ran after her as she ran past the lobby and up the stairs.
"Grace! Grace, wait!"
Deja-fucking-vu.
She made it up the stairs and down the hall, wrapping her hand around the door handle, before I closed in on her. I grabbed the handle over her hand and pushed it open, forcing us both into the room.
I slammed the door shut and she took a few steps before turning to face me.
"What the hell!?"
"Exactly! What. The. Hell?"
"Why do you always have to push me Colt!? Why can't you just mind your business?" She yelled.
"Well, why do you have to be so damn stubborn!?"
"Oh, so we're doing this again?"
"Apparently so! Ask yourself Grace, why does the topic of Mark piss you off so much?"
"Because we're over! I'm not with him anymore! I lied, okay? Why don't you go back down to your girlfriend. I highly doubt she would be okay with you up here."
Two things. They were over? And my fucking girlfriend?
I took a step closer to her and just as expected, she didn't back down.
"You're not engaged? You're telling me you're not with Mark anymore?"
Her expression fell as she shook her head. "No. I broke it off with him when I found out he didn't even know I was missing until the next day."
I cursed under my breath. I knew he was a piece of shit, but fuck.
"Why didn't you tell me? Why did you lie?" I asked, taking a step closer as she took a step back that time.
"Because I--I don't know." She crossed her arms over her chest, the top of her breasts exposed because of her dress. I stalked closer, causing her to take another step back. Feeling like the hungry predator that time and her the prey, I wasn't letting her out of my grasp.
"Why Grace?"
"Because you have a girlfriend Colt!"
I racked my brain trying to figure out what the hell she was talking about. Then it hit me. Finally. Cause apparently I was an idiot.
"Do you mean Lucy? The blonde downstairs?"
"You know, I am sure she would be happy to know that you at least remember her name."
I chuckled, shaking my head and stepping closer until her back was pressed against the wall.
"Lucy is not my girlfriend. Pretty sure that is illegal seeing as how she is my cousin."
Her head jerked back as she searched my face, her eyebrows pulling together in confusion. "Your--your cousin? But I saw you coming out of a room together."
"Yeah, I was helping her with her bags. She's visiting for a week."
Her eyes went wide as those perfect lips of hers formed an 'oh.'
Advertisement
"Tell me Grace, why would me having a girlfriend bother you?" I asked, placing my arms on either side of her head, caging her in.
"No reason Colt." She further inched her back against the wall, trying to create some space that didn't exist.
"Really? So you just ran off for no reason too then?"
She rolled her eyes and scoffed. "What does it matter? Look at us, we're already fighting. We can't seem to be around each other without frustrating the other one."
I leaned in, grazing my lips against her ear, causing her to shiver. "You know why that is Grace?" I pulled back slightly and stared into her lust-filled eyes. She could deny it all she wanted, but I wasn't going to anymore. She swiped her tongue across the bottom of her lip, the quick action my undoing. I crashed my lips onto hers and God, did it feel like everything I ever needed.
The kiss was hard and demanding; the need for her to be mine was overwhelming. She let out a moan, and I slipped my tongue into her mouth as she wrapped her hands around my neck, pulling me in even closer. I took one hand off the wall and cupped her cheek, tilting her head so I could dive deeper.
I wanted every part of this woman.
Hell, I needed every part of her.
I slowly trailed my hand down her neck, feeling goosebumps form in its wake, as I continued my trail down her side, gripping her waist. Taking my hat off, I flung it somewhere across the room; I couldn't give a damn where. She gasped as I broke free from her lips, trailing my tongue down her neck, and kissing her collarbone. She fisted my shirt, pushing herself into me, the heat of her core spurring me on. I ran both my hands to the bottom of her dress, sliding it up to her hips, and pushed my erection into her.
"Colt." She whimpered, causing me to pause just so I could admire the way she looked when my name was a plea from her lips.
Looking into her beautiful emerald eyes, the desire behind them knocked what little breath I had out of me. I crashed my lips onto hers again and lifted her up. She wrapped her long legs around me as I walked us to the edge of the bed, before she slid off me, breaking from my hold.
She gently pushed my chest and I backed up, admiring her swollen lips and messy hair as we stood in silence--the type of silence that lives in between words unsaid. Slowly, she pushed her dress down one shoulder, then the other, sliding it down past her thighs until she was standing in front of me in nothing but her white laced bra and panties.
My eyes roamed very deliberately over her curves, appreciating every beautiful inch of her, before meeting her eyes again.
Advertisement
"You are the most beautiful woman Grace. You seriously take my breath away."
She looked at me like I had all the answers in the world at that moment. Like I was the only man she would ever want; the only man she would ever need.
Damn right.
She reached out and slowly undid the buttons on my shirt. I slid out of it, dropping it next to my feet. We kept eye contact as she reached for the buttons on my jeans, but I reached my hand out and placed it over hers, gently removing it.
"I don't have a condom with me."
"I'm on birth control. I mean, if you want to." Her cheeks flushed, and I swear, it was the most adorable and sexiest thing.
Fuck yeah I do.
She stared at me as I undid my jeans and stepped out of them, taking my boxers with them.
My erection sprang free and her eyes traced over every inch. She looked back up at me with hooded eyes, and I pulled her into me, kissing her fiercely as I laid her back on the bed. We inched our way up, and I began a trail of hot kisses down her neck, biting and sucking on the way down. I stopped at her bra, rubbing my hands over the fabric, her nipples hardening under my touch. I reached behind her, undid the clasp and removed it. I leaned down and circled my tongue around her nipple, gently nipping the skin and rewarding me with a moan. I moved to the next breast, massaging the other as I did the same. Then I trailed my kisses across her flat stomach, skipping her core to plant kisses on her inner thigh. Moving to the other thigh, I kissed further up, tracing the outline of her panties with my tongue. Gripping the sheets, she trembled beneath me.
"Colt, please." She gasped.
I placed one last kiss over her panties, then hooked my thumbs in them and pulled them down, completely exposing her. Sitting up, I pulled the thin material the rest of the way down her bare legs and threw them off, holding back no longer. Eager to taste her, I swiped my tongue from the bottom to the top of her sweet pussy, rewarding myself with a startled gasp from Grace. She bucked her hips into my face as I swirled my tongue across her clit and sucked it into my mouth. I inserted a finger, then another, and groaned at how wet she was for me.
"You taste so damn good. You're so wet for me baby." I continued my assault on her as she tugged and pulled at my hair. Watching her in a frenzy made my hard cock twitch. I pulled my fingers from her and her gaze darkened as she watched me suck them clean. Hovering over her, I lined my cock to her entrance. I kissed her slowly and passionately, like we had all the time in the world, and thrusted inside her.
A loud moan escaped both our lips and I pulled back out before diving back in. She dug her nails into my back, matching my pace with fervent movements. She ran her hands down and gripped my ass, pushing me further into her and begging for me to give it to her harder. I was losing my goddamn mind. I quickened my already fast pace, grabbing her leg and pushing it up.
"Fuck Grace," I hissed, "you feel so good."
I leaned up and pulled her forward with me so she was sitting on my lap. My hands dragged down her bare back, grabbing her hips as I helped her ride me. Our kisses were sloppy as we ravished each other. One final thrust and she threw her head back, screaming my name, and making me come completely undone. I came inside her, stifling her moans with my mouth.
I leaned my forehead against hers as we worked to catch our breath. I moved her hair behind her ear and cupped her cheek. Looking into her eyes told me everything I needed to know.
"Colt, that was--" She paused, searching for the words.
"It was everything Grace."
She smiled and looked away, a blush forming on her cheeks.
"You're blushing. Are you getting shy on me now?"
"I was just thinking...I don't even know when the last time was that I actually got off during sex."
I jerked my head back and blinked. That was not what I was expecting to hear.
"Come again?"
"It's just that, Mark was never interested in if I got off or not. As long as he did, he was good and just assumed I did too."
Ah, Mark, you fucking idiot.
"No Grace, I mean, cum again. Cause that's what's about to happen." She laughed and slapped at my chest, but I caught her hand and pulled her into me. I kissed her, diving my tongue into her mouth and pulling on her bottom lip with my teeth.
"You deserve to be worshipped every day, of every minute, of every second. He's a fucking idiot Grace. But thank God, because now I get to make it up to you." I pulled her back in for a kiss and laid us back down. We spent the night drowning in one another, unafraid of never breathing again. I couldn't think of a better way to go.
Okay, so if no one could look at me for a few days, that'd be great🙈😂
Just here to say, only 2 more chapters and I may have an Epilogue for you guys😘 I'm not sure I'm ready.😭
Advertisement
- In Serial11 Chapters
Purple Lipstick Designer Club Vol. 1: Let's Be Cute Maids!
Purple and Teal are roomates, best friends, college students, magical girls, maids, and able to summon psuedo-demonic entitites to fight on their behalf. Life as a 20-something is hard enough, but when you come home to find a blood-covered body on your white carpet... well, that's just the last straw, isn't it? Featuring a story by Maru and artwork by Vanilla, Purple Lipstick Designer Club was a planned start in a long-running series. Originally published in 2017 for Comic Fiesta. Check out the illustrated version at Maru's itch.io!
8 89 - In Serial7 Chapters
The Interconnectedness of Knowledge
please don't expect this to be a coherent story because this is only a form of mental dump for me to destress the mind and heart for my healthy well being. If your interested in reading my ideas as a form of reference to your work, please put a shout out to my page,
8 127 - In Serial6 Chapters
Technology System in Cultivation World
This is the story about a Hitman in a Xianxia world with a Technology system
8 183 - In Serial15 Chapters
Heaven's Wing
Azalea, a young licensed Demon Hunter, is traveling from the country of Laamhi to go to the country of Westar where she is planning on looking back into some aspects of her past. Instead of going to directly to her destination, she decided to stop over in Ylam city in the country of Surus. In Ylam City, an organized hunt is called to take down an A-rank demon, Ur’Yarha. Azalea decides to join the hunt to gather more experience and since it is in the way to her destination. To avoid conflict with other hunters, she promises to take only the credit of participation, leaving all other loots and monetary rewards to them. The hunt is to finish smoothly until a spoiled noble thought of a different plan after laying his eyes at her. Unfortunately, this pampered rich-boy of an influential and powerful clan in the region does not take rejection quite well. Trouble comes to Azalea one after another.
8 105 - In Serial14 Chapters
Tiger Eyes (Phillip Carlyle)
Iris Danson is a strange girl in her family. When she was born she had weird eyes and red hair with blonde streaks. The moment iris' mum gave birth to her, she didn't want her so she ditched iris with a man with a good heart. That day iris' mother died. 7 years later the man who took iris In died of poor ness. Ever since, iris has been living alone on the streets. 9 years later Iris was found by a man named P.T Barnum and a woman called Charity, although once she was seen by them iris ran away from them scared. A year later they bumped into each other but with two little girls. Iris tried to run away again but P.T. knew what her plan was and ran after her.
8 200 - In Serial21 Chapters
Percy Jackson, son of Voldemort
Perseus Jackson was left in an orphanage in London when he was just one years old until a man with cold red eyes and a snake as a familiar came and took him away.What will happen to the world's most loyal hero? will he create his own path? Or will he rule the wizarding world as the heir of lord Voldemort.#PLEASE BE AWARE THAT I WROTE THIS LITERALLY AGES AGO AND SO THERE MIGHT BE A LOT OF GRAMMAR ISSUES AND PLOT HOLES, I SUGGEST SKIPPING TO THE THIRD BOOK IF THAT'S SOMETHING THAT BOTHERS U#
8 173

