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Colin began to sit up himself, noticing she wasn’t moving and continued to face away from him. He looked her over and saw how uncomfortable and embarrassed she was. Her shoulders were raised, her telltale sign.
“What’s wrong?” he asked softly, already knowing the answer but wanting her to start feeling comfortable enough to discuss these things with him. She glanced back over her shoulder with a nervous expression and spoke so softly he barely heard her.
“M-my pants,” she half whispered, her face beet red.
He looked into her eyes before reaching down and wedging his hand between her ass and the cushions, feeling the extent of the mess they’d made together. He smiled as he gripped her firmly.
“I like it,” he seductively hummed deep in his throat. “Stand up. I want to see,” he said sharply.
“But-” she whispered, getting a horrified look on her face.
“You’ll do what I ask the first time, or there’ll be consequences, Olivia,” he said sternly, her name rolling off his tongue like velvet. His chocolate eyes flashed at her as he squeezed her buttock sharply.
Colin swallowed hard as she stood up slowly, trying to hide her ass from him. He smacked her hand away gently with a light scoffing sound.
His cock twitched painfully; her sweats were indeed soaked. The wet fabric clung indecently to her plump ass, highlighting curvaceous round globes. He leaned forward and pulled down her sweatpants, helping her step out of them, then her underwear, baring her ass to his gaze. He turned her around holding her gaze as he pressed the lacy black scrap of material to his nose and breathed deeply, groaning and letting her know without words how much she pleased him.
He smiled wickedly at her as Olivia’s mouth parted and her pupils dilated.
She shifted nervously from foot to foot, feeling very out of sorts in her sling and also like she was high on some sort of drug. Her vagina was almost level with his mouth, and she whimpered as he leaned forward and furrowed his tongue into the slit between, locating her swollen clit quickly and grasping onto it with his teeth and tongue.
She suddenly screamed as he bit down and pulled sharply with an animalistic growl, tugging the sensitive nub away from her body before burrowing his tongue into her and lapping her up. She moaned weakly through another orgasm as she swayed gently in his arms, her left hand burrowed into his hair.
They stood there like that for a few minutes, rocking against each other gently.
He moved and she felt a thud at her feet. She looked down, confused. Seeing the thick couch cushion at her feet in between his legs.
“Kneel down,” Colin ordered, spreading his legs, and leaning back slightly. Her eyes searched for his. Conceding what she saw there, she lowered her eyes as she went to her knees, with his assistance. She sat there on her heels as he helped her out of her tank top.
“Lay your head in my lap, Olivia,” that voice, digging its way into her brain like it was searching for something.
She mentally cradled her box of hurt closer to herself, hiding from him. It was too much to reveal. Her hurt, her secret she was hiding from everyone, her old lifestyle, her wants and dreams. She stared at him for a tense minute while she worked it out. Then slowly leaned forward and laid her head on his lap, feeling her breasts press against the couch cushions between his legs.
He moved firmly and without hesitation. Closing her in with his thighs and placed a heavy hand on her head, and another on her bare back. She tensed, her shoulders hunching. A ragged inhale burning her lungs. He hummed low in his throat, his big thumb at her head starting to move, stroking her temple firmly. His hand on her back steadily seeping warmth into her before running down her back in a wide sweeping stroke, he repeated the movement for long minutes.
Olivia felt a tear escape her eye.
She wiped it away inconspicuously as she felt him move with his actions. His broad hand at her back stilled and calmed her gently as his other hand firmly held her head to his thigh, settling her. She had a nagging thought that this was oddly too intimate, she’d almost rather he kiss her. A weird, warm sensation began to take over her body and she relaxed, breathing out the breath she didn’t even know she was holding.
Olivia felt comforted, taken care of. She tightened her hold on that box of hurt inside of her, unwilling.
Unwilling to what, she didn’t know.
“There we go. I got you, baby,” Colin said after a few minutes, slowing his movements, leading her down gently but firmly. Soon, his hands stilled completely against her, and she stayed there for a while longer, her cheek pressed to his thigh. Slowly she raised her head up, her eyes not quite meeting his. Feeling something, she didn’t know she wanted to examine just yet.
Colin stood up and shoved her panties in his pocket.
“I don’t think you’ll be getting those back,” he said, bending down to grab her sweatpants and slinging them over his arm before grabbing their pot. Jerking his head at her to follow him, he led her into the kitchen where he rinsed the dish. He whistled as he loaded the dishwasher and locked up the house.
He had her shower carefully with her sling using a detachable overhead spray attachment and then put her in bed, this time making her stay naked. She lounged tiredly against the pillows, flickering the television, and putting on some sort of comedy. She fell asleep before she even got five minutes in. The day completely exhausted her.
***
Colin went into the shower, this time roughly masturbating. He scraped his nails down his abs, imagining they were Olivia’s instead, and pictured himself pounding into her helpless mouth. Mentally replaying her cries and moans of pleasure, he growled low in his throat as he slammed his fist against the tiled wall as his seed spurted out almost painfully.
Shuddering hard and trying to catch his breath, he took his time soaping up while torturing himself dreaming up ways to take the woman in his bed. Having a sudden carnal vicious need to possess her. Groaning, he placed his forehead against the shower wall, wondering how much longer he could wait until the day he could sink his cock into her sweet warmth.
Colin got into bed, this time staying close to his side. Scared to smell her, knowing she wasn’t ready. He fell asleep after a couple hours, his erection preventing him from sleeping deeply.
