"And what are you going to eat?" I ask, knowing perfectly well what his answer is. I wrap my arms around his neck, pressing myself closer to him. His scent is like summer wind, carefree and full of warmth. The feeling isn't new, but still surprising. That's what my dad associates with in my head when he's around. "Colt?"

He keeps silent, carries me down the hallway and stops by the door of his bedroom. Only here he peers at me in the eyes.

"Being enemies with benefits means being exclusive. I'm only yours, and you're only mine." Colton murmurs and tingles spread sporadically all over my skin. "Are you okay with that?"

I have no idea what to say to him. Yes? No? Maybe? Of course I know the answer, but the problem is simple. What if he loses interest in me? What if once he gets what he wants, he is able to switch his attention to someone else? Am I going to be okay with that?

Colton saunters into the room and closes the door with a bang. He acts as if I'm the only one he sees, not paying attention to anything else. In a few steps, he has already lowered me on his bed and stands between my legs. His palms on my thighs set my skin aflame, erasing all the thoughts and doubts I have. We will figure everything out. Anything... My breathing hitches once he takes off my panties and sets my legs apart on the bed. Oh my goodness!

I hold his gaze, and he swallows hard, repeating his question. "Are you okay with that, Ava? Ready to be mine?"

Always.

"Yes." I breathe out, watching as he kneels in front of his bed. The next thing I know, he pulls my ass closer to him, almost to the edge of the bed. A light kiss on the inner side of my thighs drives me nuts, though it doesn't compare in any way with what he does next.

"Then get comfortable, I'm going to eat my dessert." Colt purrs against my clit, and just sucks it into his mouth. Jesus fucking Christ! I clutch the blanket in my hands, digging my fingers into it. All sense of time and place dissolve into nothingness. I feel only him and it's intense and heart-stopping. I'm losing my mind from how good it feels.

He sucks and licks, circling his tongue over my spot gently and slowly. It's not aggressive or rough, like some guys do it. He's really into this, roaming his hands over my thighs and higher, hiding them under the tee. Colton cups my breasts, playing with my nipples and drawing a moan out of my parted lips.

I catch his darkened gaze and know he's watching me. He wants to own every emotion he causes, every moan and every breath. His tongue slides lower, teasing my folds and I arch my back, setting my legs wider. I hold his gaze, a fire dances behind his irises. He's turned on just because he's giving me pleasure... and no matter how strange it sounds, I'm sure if I say I don't want to have sex after this, he wouldn't insist that we do. He is making it all about me, and I don't think he will expect me to reciprocate if I don't want to. Another thing I thought I had figured out about Colton Thompson and today found proof... he's a giver.

Colt plunges a finger inside me, and I whimper, covering my eyes with my hand. He pumps into me, but stops working his magic on my clit. "Ava." I take my hand off my face and focus my blurry vision on him. "I want you to look at me. I want to see you come, tasting you on my tongue and my lips. Can you do that for me?"

"Yes." I breathe, biting my bottom lip. "Keep going please... I'm so close already..."

A cheesy smile flashes on his face, and the next moment his head is back between my legs and his tongue is lapping over my clit. It's wet and his breathing is hot, and I'm enjoying every second of it. The guy certainly knows what he's doing.

Suddenly Colton curls his finger inside me, while sucking on my spot and I moan, fisting his hair in my fingers. "Oh, fuck!" I cry out, lifting my hips in sync with his movements. Up and down, in and out, lips and tongue. He speeds up, feeling my urge and driving me at a crazy speed to my limit without stopping. I come hard in no time, letting the feeling overwhelm me. It's floating and absolutely blissful, curling my toes and making my body quiver.

"You taste so sweet," he murmurs, kissing my knee. "Like honey."

Grinning from ear to ear, I prop myself on my elbows and gawk at him. My body is still shaking from the orgasm I had. It feels like euphoria, and I'm not sure if it has ever been like that before. "Never heard that before."

"Really?" He quirks an eyebrow, hands gripping my hips firmly. "Then the guys you've been with are morons."

"Or you're just a sweet talker."

"Me? A sweet talker?" Colton laughs heartily, standing up. "I'm a grumpy one. The grumpiest of the grumps."

I eye his bulge in his briefs, a fire rekindling in my lower abdomen. He's aroused and hard, and my memories bring back the feeling of his thickness. The girth of his cock is like nothing I've ever been before with. What if he won't fit?

"You're not grumpy." I retort, thoughts running through my head. "You're just... different."

"I hope in a good way." He smirks, placing a hand on his dick and I suck in breath. "If you don't want to have sex, that's okay."

Colton reads me with ease, and I sigh, sitting up straight and moving closer to him. I look up, meet his gaze and place my palm on his cock. "If you promise to go slow and be gentle..." I move my hand up and down, literally feeling him tremble. "You're kinda much bigger than I'm used to."

He narrows his eyes on me, brows knit together. Pondering over my words, he slowly lets it sink in. A satisfied grin crosses his lips. Ugh. I just gave him a huge boost to his ego. As if it's not big enough already. I'm such an idiot.

"Take your tee off." He orders, pushing down his briefs. "Ava. Do it."

If he thinks I can properly operate when he's totally naked in front of me, then he should think again. His body is absolute perfection, sculpted abs, defined lines of his chest and shoulders, muscular legs and arms. Colton Thompson is a panty dropper, just a sight of him sends me into my own orgasmic oblivion. Nice to meet you, I'm Ava brainless Mason. Damn him!

"Ava, you're still in my t-shirt." Colt comments, moving closer and stepping between my legs, his knee on the bed. "Take it off."

I roll my eyes, a bit confused with my own reactions. Since when did I like to be bossed around? Since when did I enjoy being obedient? Since Colton fucking Thompson, goddammit!

He grasps my chin and forces me to look at him. I swallow a lump in my throat, my nipples pebbling instantly. His hand drops off my face, and he bends his head down to look me in the eyes. "Wh-what?"

"If I tell you to do something, you do it." He states, and I stubbornly want to argue. I'm not his toy to play with, I'm- "If you don't want to do it, you tell me. Just don't stay silent. Please."

And just like that, I'm ready for anything with him. Literally. Every little damn thing. I drag his shirt up and toss it aside, now naked. I put my hand on his shaft, jerking it off once, twice and then slide lower and palm his balls. He hisses, stepping back abruptly and reaching his bedside table for a condom.

"Lay down and spread your beautiful legs. As wide as you can." Colton tells me, shielding his cock in a condom.

I crawl back, nestling into the middle of his bed, while he stalks over to me and settles between my legs. He teases my opening with the tip of his dick, feeling my wetness. Our eyes are locked on each other, and I really feel as if I'm staring into a dark vortex. Unknown and tantalizing. Bewitching and mysterious. He's unique and striking, and something really strange forms in my chest. For a split second I wonder if I will be able to escape this without me falling in love with him... Oh God, I hope I'm-

My thoughts die in my head as soon as Colt enters me carefully, moving out almost instantly. I seek his lips for a kiss, winding my hands around his neck and pulling him to me. His mouth hovers over mine, as he continues sliding in and out, but each time going deeper. I run my tongue over his bottom lip and catch it between my teeth.

"Kiss me..." I demand and Colton obeys, covering my mouth with his. His kisses and his thrusts are all I feel, all I can think of. I don't want to be anywhere else... only with him.

The second he slides his full length into me to the hilt, I'm full. I'm so fucking full and I love it. His mouth glides down to my jaw and lower to my neck, leaving light kisses all over my skin. My head bobbs back and I close my eyes, just as he sucks on my skin. It's more like a bite, not painful, and actually very pleasant.

"Does that feel good?" Colt whispers and I nod, meeting his gaze.

"You feel incredible..." I mumble, as he starts speeding up his movements. My moans are loud, while his breathing becomes shallow. I'm so close to my second orgasm, so close that I know it's going to hit just any moment.

Colton bends his head down and flicks his tongue over my nipple, sucking it into his mouth and grazing his teeth over it. My eyes roll back in my head, as he teases my nipple with his tongue and lightly sucks. My mind is fuzzy, and I'm not sure I have it in me to hold it together any longer.

"Such a good girl you are, taking me so well..." and I orgasm, hearing that. Have you ever had an orgasm because of the things your partner says? No? I did. Just now. "Fuck... Ava... your pussy feels-"

Colt chokes on his words, as my insides spasm around his shaft. His strokes are fast and hard, my ass slaps against him and the sound fills the room. He kisses me, taking my breath away and that's how he erupts too, a guttural groan scatters all over my lips.

He stays inside me, as we kiss. Colton caresses my skin with his hands, and I also use this moment to feel him. His ass, his muscular back and broad shoulders. I love touching him... the feeling of his hot skin under my palms is tempting and lights my fire yet again. Is he going to think I'm a nympho?

An affectionate peck on my nose and he moves away. Colt takes the condom off, throws it into the trashcan and takes a new one out of the bedside table. I grin, seeing him come over to me with his thick long cock wrapped in another condom. He plopps himself on the bed, looking sideways at me. I know what he wants without him saying anything.

Straddling his legs, I take his dick inside me and he lets out something really close to a moan. Oh my fucking God! He will be the death of me, for real. His reactions are so open and so honest, so it sends my feelings into total overdrive, multiplying my arousal a thousand times. Why? Because I never even thought this guy could be like that.

"Your tits are perfect..." Colton muses quietly, palming my breasts and fondling them softly. He rubs my nipples between his thumbs and middle fingers, and my skin is burning. My clit aches, and I'm dripping... again.

"What else is perfect?" I ask jokingly, but he shoots me a look and my heart beats wilder at once.

"You. You are perfect." He puts his hand on the back of my neck, pulling me to him roughly. Our foreheads meet and we stare at each other, both panting. "Fuck me, Ava. Now."

And with his words, I lose myself in him. Again.

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It's 5pm, and I'm still at his place. We continued going at it in his bedroom until we both realized we were hungry. After we had lunch and both showered, we went to the living room to watch something, and ended up watching Outer Banks. I like the show, but not as much as I enjoy cuddling with Colton. He makes everything a million times better.

His hands are wrapped around my waist from behind, as I nestle comfortably between his long legs. We talk, we kiss, we laugh... and more and more this feels like something absolutely normal. Something I could easily get used to. Something I most likely will be craving... and soon.

"Is that your phone?" Colt purrs in my ear, and I freeze for a second listening to the sound. Indeed, someone is calling me. My purse is in his room, so I untangle myself from him and go get it.

The second I see the name on the screen, I answer. "Hey Layla."

"Hey." My best friend sighs, and I even imagine her chewing on her bottom lip. She always does that when she's nervous. "I've been in your room and you're not here."

"Yeah..." I trail off, not sure I should tell her anything about where I am just yet.

"Can we meet? I want to talk to you."

"Of course! When? And where?" I saunter over to my clothes and grab them from the chair I put them on last night.

"At Starbucks." Hm, I'll need about 20 minutes to get there. "When do you want to meet?"

"30 minutes?"

"Cool! I'll be waiting." Her mood lightens, just because I agreed to meet her.

"See you."

I finish the call and quickly change my clothes. I'm on my way to the bathroom when I bump into Colton. He lingers in the doorframe, gaping nonchalantly at me. Oops. It really slipped my mind what I had been doing just minutes ago. My best friend means the world to me, and if I have a chance to make things right with her, I will do that without hesitation.

"Leaving already?"

"Uh huh." I nod and he steps aside to let me out of the room. Heading to the bathroom, I hear him follow me. "Layla called. She wants to talk."

"That's great. I think that means she's not angry."

"She just has questions and wants explanations." I tell him, washing my face. "It's always like that with her."

"Do you need a ride? I can drive you."

"No, it's good. I can walk." I flash him a smile, but he doesn't return it. Why does he need to make it worse than it is? I spent way more time with him than I originally planned.

"Okay." He shrugs and veers around, strolling to the front door. I heave a sigh and go after him, perfectly aware that he's angry with me. Or more like upset.

I put on my boots and my jacket, and only then decide to look at Colton. His gaze is intense and focused on me. I step closer and drape my hands around his torso.

"Thank you for today. I had an amazing time with you."

The corners of his mouth quirk and he beams. "Is there anything I can do to make you stay?"

"Nope."

"Thought so." He hugs me tightly, bending his head down and capturing my lips with his. I'm melting. Literally. His kisses arouse all sorts of feelings inside me, and I don't know what to think about it. Not yet.

"I need to go or I'll be late." I murmur, as he kisses my jaw.

"Then let me give you a ride."

"No. I will walk." I put my hand on his chest and push him away slightly. Colt releases me and walks up to the door.

I twirl around and amble out of his apartment, looking over my shoulder to sneak a glance at him. He's most definitely unhappy with me leaving. He most definitely wants me to stay, but I... I really want to see Layla. She will always be my first choice. Always. No guy will ever take her place. At least it has never happened before.

"Bye Colt."

"Bye Ava." And neither of us moves, enveloped in our own bubble. The world outside his apartment didn't exist not long ago, but it can't be like that forever.

I wave my hand and edge to the stairs, feeling his gaze on my back. Being all tingly when he looks at me is my new normal. I have no idea what's going to happen next between us, because something is telling me I just made some kind of deal with the devil when I agreed to this arrangement. And in all honesty? The devil never looked more attractive than he does right now.