Page 70 of The Pain We Nurture


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Because, if things don’t go well with you and Olivia, I don’t want you going off the deep end because I’m seeing her sister, ghabiun. Jesus, I swear something’s wrong with you bruh. -J Dawg

Fuck you, Johnathan. Nothing bad is going to happen with Olivia and I. We have an air-tight contract for about four years. Stupid. -C. Kent

You’re the stupid one. You could have just dated her like a normal person. What’s the plan after the contract dummy? She’s going to leave. -J Dawg

The hell she is, he bared his teeth, typing and sending the next text without thinking. The possessive part of him ruling out common sense.

I’m marrying her.-C Kent

He winced, not really meaning to send that. Surprising himself because what the fuck.

Ok that might have been too far, he thought.

Bro you are not thinking straight. You JUST met her. You are a Latin American man and you’re setting up some arranged marriage shit for yourself? In my culture, the parents handle that for us. You’re crazy. Don’t make me fly my mom down here to set you straight. -J Dawg

Listen, she turned me down four days a week for a month after I met her. She wasn’t budging. I was looking for any way in possible and I found it. Why does that make me crazy? Aren’t you doing the same thing by wanting to date Vanessa who you just met mere hours ago? We didn’t get where we are in life because we play the safe games Johnathan. We have to go after what we want. And I want her, more than I’ve ever wanted anything. Don’t worry about us, and go after what you want. -C. Kent

Colin put his phone down, not caring to read Johnathan’s response.

They finished eating in silence, riveted to the movie. He leaned back sideways on the couch and pulled her back towards him in between his legs with her head on his chest, so they reclined together. To say she had visceral reactions towards some of the scenes was an understatement, and he spent more time watching her than he did the movie; having seen it several times. He rubbed the skin of her arm gently throughout the movie, fascinated with how soft her skin was.

They shortly got to the wedding scene in which William and his wife married in secret and began to consummate their marriage. Olivia’s skin got goosebumps and her breathing turned shallow as they both watched William slowly open his wife’s top in the darkness, revealing her breasts to the audience. He became even harder thinking about doing the same with her.

“Your breasts are prettier,” he said. And he meant that shit.

Slowly dragging the material of her tank down he bared her left breast to the open air and began to play with her nipple. Colin teased the hard nub throughout the whole movie, only letting up when they got the intensely violent parts. He groaned to himself as he felt her squirm, and realized her breasts were a turn on for her. He plumped the nipple between his thumb and middle finger, squeezing tightly and scraping the nail of his forefinger across the tip. Olivia cried out suddenly and arched, moaning as she settled back down.

“Colin…” she whispered, circling her hips. Needing more.

“I want you to cum, beautiful. I fucking love the way you sound when you orgasm,” he said against her ear, turning, and pulling the lobe between his teeth. Rearranging them slightly so he could reach with his right hand, plunging it into her sweatpants and under her panties, finding her soaking wet. She wiggled against him slightly.

Colin growled audibly as he grasped her clit in his fingers and rolled expertly, feeling more liquid flow from her. She was gasping and whimpering, still sensitive from their earlier escapade in his home study.

He grabbed the remote with his left hand and scrolled through several apps until he found a sensual playlist. Music took the place of the movie, and Sabrina’s Me in Her started playing, her sensual voice filling the space. He ignored her small hand trying to still his movements and wrapped his body more securely around her.

“Do you know how long I’ve wanted to do this? I thought about touching you every day since the night I met you at the diner. The moment you erased that pretty smile from your mouth and faced me with that challenging fucking look on your face I knew then you were going to haunt me but my fantasies pale in comparison to the real thing.”

She whimpered in response, unable to speak.

He clenched his jaw, placing his hand back on her breast as he pressed a finger into her, making himself follow the slow beat of the song. She pressed her head back against his shoulder, turning her face into his neck and gently nipping at his skin. Pressing closer. Snuggling to him. He’d bent his left knee back, resting his foot against the cushion close to her hip and pulled her left leg up and to the side, hooking her leg over his and opening her wide. He pressed his wide, warm hand to her leg for several moments, settling her.

She’d gasped at the movement, and he felt her face flush hotly. He lowered his head and took her mouth in his at the same time he pressed a second finger in her, the thick digits spreading her the same way he spread her earlier. His tongue dueled with hers wetly, as he curled his fingers up inside of her, trying to find her g-spot. Her legs suddenly shook as he found it, and he worked it a little faster with the beat.

“You’re so fucking beautiful shaking for me while I pleasure this pretty cunt. She’s mine. Isn’t she?” he growled, losing his mind. His nostrils flared as her scent sharpened around him. He thrust his fingers hard inside her. Pressing his knuckles against her and twisting.

The wet sucking sounds became louder as she became wetter, her moans against his lips turning him on and he briefly pressed his hips up into her lower back to ease the ache between his legs. He pulled away to catch her gaze as he introduced a third finger, feeling her start to slightly recoil her hips away from him. His left hand tightened harshly on her breast, keeping her in place, his eyes hard on hers. A low mewling sound escaped her lips as he pressed harder, feeling her tight flesh give.

“Take. It,” Colin bit out almost angrily, feeling his ring finger slide deep in next to the others. She was so warm and snug. He prayed silently he didn’t die when he slid his cock into her, it was a sudden worrying thought.

Olivia threw her head back, her mouth opening as he curled those fingers against that delicious spot and pressed the palm of his hand hard into her clit cupping her from the inside out, massaging her firmly. His big hand encompassing her small pussy easily. He worked her mercilessly. Groaning himself at the feel of her tiny body pulsing around his fingers which he suddenly spread inside of her without warning.

“Noooo-oo-oo!” she whimpered, gasping for air.

He was about to ask her if she needed to use her safe word when she let out a sexy series of broken sobs as she orgasmed again, his fingers on her nipple slowing his movements as he slowly thrust in and out, lowering her from her orgasmic high gently. He gently plucked her lips with his as he let the night air and music encompass their moment, swelling their emotions.

After several minutes he kissed her lightly again and shifted, pulling out his fingers, pulling her top back up and letting her lower her leg.

Olivia panted, having just had two very strong orgasms in just half an hour. His lecture about learning how to have multiple orgasms bounced around her head. He hadn’t been kidding. She’d never come this many times in one day in her life. Her skin sizzled as he spent time manipulating the two of them back into order. She sat up gasping in shock as she leaned forward and felt just how wet she was. She put her left hand back there, feeling her sweatpants. They were soaked. Her face reddened and she froze, not able to move.

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