Page 18 of Collecting Her Debt


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“Where are we going?” I say, finding my voice as it quivers slightly, Colton's eyes flaring with recognition. His hand slips around my hip, pulling me to his side as he leads me out toward his car, helping me in before jogging around the front and doing the same.

“I thought we could try the new Italian place that just opened downtown. Is that okay with you?” I rack my brain trying to figure out what restaurant he's talking about, and then it hits me.

“Do you mean Riccardo’s?” He nods, confusion lacing his features as my mouth opens in shock. “Colton, that place has been booked solid since it was announced it was being built. How the hell did you get a table?” That cocky glint in his eyes tells me all I need to know before he puts the car in drive and sets off downtown.

The second we merge onto the highway, Colton's hand reaches over and grabs my bare thigh, pulling my legs apart as his knuckles trace over the lace that covers my pussy. “Christ, the idea of you wearing these causes something primal in me. All I want to do is stop this car and eat you until your honey is all I can taste for the next few hours.” My shuddering breath is all I hear as his fingers find the vibrator that is resting gently against my clit, pushing it so it's all I can feel between my legs.

“Colton,” I breathe. My head tilts back against the seat, my eyes closing as I want his touch more than anything. “Touch me.”

“No,” he murmurs, pulling his hand away before it sinks into his pants pocket. He pulls out a little remote, holding it gently in the palm of his hand. “Do you have any idea what it does to me to see you find pleasure with something I helped create? Do you know how fucking sexy you look using my toys while I watch? It's almost as good as fucking you, baby girl…almost.” He whispers that last part just as his thumb hits the button, setting off the vibration between my thighs and causing my back to bow off the seat with my groans the only thing surrounding us.

“Shit,” I whimper, my fingers gripping the leather seat beneath me, the vibrations steady as I gasp for air, both loving and hating the pleasure rolling off me in waves. I want nothing more than to come, but I know that's not what Colton wants, so I hold off.

“Fuck, you are perfect, Sutton. Holding off coming until I tell you too, you're such agood fucking girl.” His voice is coarse with desire as his eyes flick from me to the road and back again until he pulls into the parking lot of Riccardo's and sets the car in park. My eyes find his, pleading with him to allow me to come, but that knowing glint appears in his eye before the vibrations stop, causing me to gasp for a whole other reason.

“No…” I groan, the painful reality hitting me that the pleasure I was racing toward is fading fast.

“Patience, baby girl,” Colton says with a sly smile before getting out of the car and making his way to me. I use the silence to take a few deep breaths, needing the pulsing of my clit to dissipate, knowing that the next set of vibrations will cause me to come in seconds. “Come on, Sutton,” Colton commands, my eyes flicking to his to see he's already opened my door and holding out his hand for me to take.

The second I'm out of the car and the door is shut behind me, I'm pushed back, Colton surrounding me as his lips hover above mine.

“Do you like them?” he whispers, his lips trailing across my neck as my chest compresses, my fingers clinging to his suit jacket as I pull him closer. I nod, savoring the way his tongue flicks out and causes goose bumps to cover every inch of my skin. “Words, Sutton. I want your words.”

“Yes,” I breathe out, my arousal barely subsiding as I peer up into his eyes. “But I would have liked them more if I could actually come.” The sarcasm comes through without meaning to, and Colton growls, his teeth sinking into my throat and causing my body to shudder in response.

“For that alone, I'm going to keep you on the edge for the rest of dinner.” I gasp, opening my mouth to apologize, but he takes my lips in a punishing kiss just as the vibrations come back, hard and fast. I bite his bottom lip as the pleasure begins to build, and as if he knows, he shuts them off just as I'm about to fall over the edge.

“Asshole,” I mutter under my breath as I close my eyes, trying to calm my body. Colton chuckles before lifting my chin so our eyes meet.

“Oh, you are in for a hell of a night, baby girl.” And with that, he takes my hand, the remote safely in his pocket as he leads me to the front door, and I wonder if I’ll get through this night in one piece.

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Asmall gasp leaves my throat the second I sit down, the small vibrator hitting directly over my clit and sending shock waves of pleasure through my body. It doesn't matter that it's not on and it doesn't matter that I'm sitting in a room full of people who make more money than I have ever seen in my life—all I want to do is beg Colton to let me come because right now I'm about to lose my damn mind.

“Something wrong, baby girl?” Colton whispers, sitting beside me in the corner booth along the back of the restaurant. A part of me is thankful we’re semi-hidden, knowing exactly what his plan is for tonight.

“You know, I knew you were devious, but I didn't think you were sinister,” I mutter, side-eyeing him just as the server comes over and hands us the menus. I don't miss the way her eyes flick over Colton from head to toe before eyeing me critically, almost as if wondering how I landed a man like him. To her credit, I would do the same thing in her position. I'm not naïve about the fact that Colton is sexy for his age, and to be frank, he doesn't even look his age, yet apparently the age difference is more obvious than I thought.

“Can I get you and your daughter something to drink, sir?” she says with a smirk. Her teeth sink into her bottom lip before straightening when Colton's eyes take in the menu before flicking up to meet hers.

“Mydateand I will share a Pinot and the bruschetta to start.” She mutters a quiet thank-you before rushing away, the embarrassment almost too much for me to take as I chuckle softly beside him.

“You know you didn't have to do that,” I admit, feeling for the girl but also basking in the sense of pride that wells up in my chest at the fact that he didn't hide me away.

“I actually did, and from the way your cheeks are turning a sexy shade of pink, I’d say you liked me claiming you in front of her.” I nod, all words leaving my brain as his fingers find the hem of my dress, resting his palm on my bare thigh as his other hand sinks into his pocket. I take a deep breath, knowing what's coming. “Words, Sutton, give me your words.”

“Yes, I loved it.” The breathlessness of my tone is enough to cause a slight smirk on his lips, and before I can say anything else, the vibrator turns on, causing my entire body to slump back and my lips to clasp together to hold in the groan in my throat.

“You love when I take over, don't you? You love that I want to command you to do whatever I want, don't you, baby girl? You thrive on it.”

“Fuck,” I mutter through clenched teeth as my eyes close, my fingers wrapping around his hand still clinging to my thigh. “Colton,please.” I don’t know what I'm begging for. Do I want him to stop the toy or make me come faster? Right now, my brain doesn't know left from right, let alone what it wants. Colton's deep groan flutters over my skin as he leans down, nibbling at my ear before sinking his teeth into my lobe, causing a jolt of pleasure to sink deep into my bones.

“You have no idea what seeing you like this is doing to me. You're fucking addictive,” he says, taking my lips in a quick but powerful kiss that lasts longer than either of us is prepared for. Just as the heat builds in my belly, my orgasm rising high and fast, a throat clears, and we separate to see the same server holding the bottle of wine. At first, I think he's going to make me come while she watches, and even though the thought of that happening sends a little thrill through me, I sigh in relief when the vibrations suddenly stop, and I'm able to take a full breath.

The server has the audacity to look sheepish as she puts down the wineglasses, pours our drinks, and sets the wine bottle on the table. “Can I get you two anything else?” I want to say “privacy,” just to see the look on her face, but I don't, shaking my head and giving her a curt smile before she turns and walks away. Once I know she's out of earshot, I smack Colton on the arm and chuckle at the full-on smile he has plastered on that handsome face.

“You know you’re going to be the death of me one day,” I mutter, picking up my glass of wine and taking a sip, reveling in the aroma and savory taste of the alcohol. Colton chuckles softly, leaning in and kissing my neck.

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