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Just as I'm about to turn around and reluctantly head back to my room, I catch a glimpse of something down a dark hallway. I tilt my head to the side, narrowing my eyes as a light glimmers underneath a closed door, a door I've never seen before. Zack always stayed away from this side of the house, saying his dad would be pissed if he found us here, yet I can't help the way my feet inch forward, one step at a time, until I reach the doorknob.
My fingers hesitate before grasping the gold hardware, turning it until I hear the audible click, and I pull the door open. I don't know what I expected to find in this room. Maybe a secret sex room? Some kind of memorial to his wife? All those possibilities enter my mind as I step into the light, but nothing prepares me for what I find.
Sex toys.
Everywhere.
Shelves and shelves full of every sex toy you could ever imagine. Rabbits, dildos, and magic wands…little suction toys that I recognize as ones I've always wanted to try but never have. I stand there dumbfounded, wondering why he has this many and why he keeps them locked away in a room.
I step farther into the space and try to take in everything around me. In the far corner of the room, a desk sits empty, except for a computer and a few pieces of paper littering the surface. My fingers itch to snoop, wanting nothing more than to find out just what all this means, but just as I take a step, the door shuts behind me, and I whirl around to see a very stone-faced Colton.
“Snooping?” he mutters, his eyes tracing around the room, almost as if trying to see it from my point of view. Before I can catch my breath, his eyes are on me, glazing over my body as if seeing it for the first time. I heave air into my lungs, wondering if this nervous feeling will ever subside when I'm near him. He makes me feel on edge. His gaze locks on mine, and a shiver runs down my spine as that hint of a smirk plays on his lips.
I open my mouth, about to ask him why this room exists and demand he tell me what this all means, but I stop myself, the words falling to the ground between us. Colton cocks his head to the side, watching my expression as my eyes avert from his and roam around the room, taking in even more detail than before. Award plaques are spread around the room, for what I have no idea, but I find myself drawn to one as my feet take me across the floor.
Sensual Pleasures
Award of Excellence and Innovation
“Sensual Pleasures?” I murmur to myself, my fingers tracing the shelf it sits on as my eyes drift to the little red rose beside it.
“Have you heard of it?” Colton's voice breaks through my thoughts as I peer over my shoulder, shaking my head. “It's a sex toy company. The one I founded right after college.” I don't think my eyes could get any wider. Colton invents sex toys? How in the hell did I go through my entire relationship with Zack and not know this? “I can see from your face that you had no idea.” His smile is immediate as my face mirrors his, alleviating the tension just a bit.
“Zack never told me…” I admit, my eyes looking over the shelves of products, my mind reeling. “He always told me you owned your own business, not that you made…” I swallow audibly, Colton's eyes darkening just enough to cause tingles in my fingertips.
“I knew he wouldn't. He's always been kind of…wary of what I do for a living.” I shake my head, wondering how you can be ashamed of your father creating and maintaining his own company. Even if it wasn't sex toys, that in and of itself was something to be proud of. But then again, Zack was never fond of using toys in the bedroom, even when I asked for them since he had a hard time making me….finish. I blush, chuckling to myself as I walk around the room, Colton's looming presence falling over me no matter where I go.
“What caused that look you just got?” His voice echoes in the room, my heart clenching as I take a deep breath. “What caused that tempting blush on your cheeks and adorable laugh to leave your throat?” he whispers, his breath washing over my neck as I freeze, wondering how he got over here so fast. He's not touching me, but the heat of his body is enough to set my nerves on end.
“I…I don't know?” His chuckle is deep and enough to set my skin on fire. What I wouldn't give to have his hands on me right now, pinning me to his chest and demanding the answer from my lips. But that never comes. Instead, his fingers graze lightly up my thighs, taking every breath along with them.
“Sutton,” he commands, that voice sending a thrill through my body as my head leans back, hitting his solid chest. “Tell me.” It's not a request, and I melt against him.
“I was thinking about Zack…” My voice is barely above a whisper, and as I take a deep breath, his fingers no longer grazing over me but gripping my hips tight, as if he's afraid I'll disappear.
“And?” His growl travels through me, my fingers tracing the outline of his knuckles, wishing I wasn't wearing so many clothes. Until Colton kisses me back, I always thought my cravings would be one-sided, but at this moment, there's a flicker of hope, and I need to grasp it with every ounce of strength I have left before it all disappears.
“And how much he hated using toys when we were together.” It all comes out in a rush, my chest compressing with every word. Colton's hands slide from my hips toward my stomach, stopping just above the waistband of his sweats, his fingers sinking just below the elastic.
“Any man worth anything knows that toys are your friend, not your enemy,” Colton whispers. One of his hands leave me to reach above us, searching for something. He mutters a curse, griping until he finally finds it, and the second his hand drops back down in front of me and I see what lies in his palm, I take a shuddering breath.
“Have you ever used one of these before?” he asks, his lips trailing up the side of my neck as I tilt it to the side, wanting more. My gaze lands on the small suction toy cradled in his palm, and I close my eyes, trying not to think of what happens after this, the unknown almost crushing me under its weight. “Sutton,” he says, low in his throat as I silently shake my head.
“No,” I whimper as his lips reach that spot right below my ear that causes arousal to surge through my entire body.
“Well, that's a shame…” he whispers as his free hand dips below my waistband, past my lace panties, and stops just before he hits my dripping wet pussy. “Tell me to stop, and I’ll stop, baby girl, but you need to say it now before I cross this line.” I shake my head, my fingers wrapping around his wrist and pushing his fingers deeper.
“Please don't stop,” I whimper, my voice barely audible as his deft fingers find my clit, pressing hard until a shudder runs through me. I always thought I knew what being touched like this felt like. Every boyfriend I've ever had did this same thing, yet why is time so much better than any other experience I've ever had? “Colton…” I moan, my head falling back against his chest and my hands falling to my side as the pleasure washes over me.
“Christ,” he mutters, his breath whispering over my neck as his thumb grazes my clit, his fingers sinking deep inside. “You’re so fucking wet, sweetheart.” I nod, whimpering as he thrusts another finger inside me, causing me to lift on my toes because the sensation is almost too much. “That's it, baby girl, moan for me like you did in that shower, making yourself come thinking of me.” My breath hitches, my body locking because I honestly didn't expect him to bring it up. “You think I didn't notice you got louder once you knew I was watching?” Colton groans, his fingers leaving my heat as I groan at the loss. “Did you really think I didn't get so fucking hard when you called my name as you came so beautifully?” he says right before nibbling at my ear. “I want those sounds again, baby girl. I want to feel you fall apart in my arms like a good girl.”
“Yes, Daddy,” I freeze, realizing what just came out of my mouth and wishing I could take it back. Colton is a statue behind me, his chest the only thing moving as it heaves behind me. “I’m sorry, I shouldn't have sai—” Before I can finish my thought, his hand is around my neck, pulling me hard against his chest as his other hand grasps the toy and sinks it below the waistband of my sweats.
Fuck.
CHAPTERSIX
“Is that what you want, Sutton? A daddy to show you exactly what you need and when you need it?” I nod my head, the arousal almost too much at this moment as the toy rests against my clit. He hasn't turned it on yet, but the fact that it's there, controlled by his hand, is almost enough for me to come right there in his arms. “Answer me when I ask you a question, baby girl.” His tone is commanding, demanding, and sexy as hell, so I do exactly as he asks.
