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Colt pulls away from our kiss, holding both of my wrists in his hand, and when I peer at his face, I almost gasp. There’s an intensity in his eyes that I haven’t seen before. A preview of the potential darkness that lurks beneath him. He’s looking at me as though I’m prey that he’s about to devour with no remorse. Whatever happened with the dean this morning has him pissed off. He’s taking it out on me. And I’m here for it.
Without warning, Colt spins me around so my back is to him, and pulls my thong down in one movement.
“Bend over, grip the table.” He demands. Every fibre in my body rails against being told what to do, but I’m so damn wet for Colt that I find myself obeying him. I lean forward, but he pushes me down further so my chest is almost flush against the table, then puts his legs in between mine, pushing them apart until I’m spread for him. Bent over, I brace myself for him entering me. But he surprises me again by running a hand down my lower back, then delivers a sharp slap to my ass. I gasp, the sting of his hand dissolving straight into arousal. I’ve never been spanked before. He may get in trouble from me later when I’ve had time to process this. But right now, it’s hot. I’m sure if he touched the inside of my thighs, he’d find I’m dripping for him.
He spanks me again, making me pant, but this time, instead of removing his hand, he rubs my ass cheek, then trails his hand down until he’s cupping my mound.
“What do you want, Sassy?” He says in a low voice.
“I want you.”
“Tell me exactly what you want, or you’re not getting it.” He growls, massaging my pussy with the palm of his hand.
“I want you to fuck me. Right now.” I bite out.
“Good girl.” I can hear the smile in his voice. Then I feel him guide his cock to my entrance, pausing a moment to drive me more insane, before he finally pushes inside of me. Colt fills me completely, then he pulls out and drives into me again. My back arches and I push my rear against him, meeting his thrusts, wanting all of him as deep inside of me as he can go. I’m still gripping the table, but it’s wobbling under our movements and some stationery crashes to the floor. The pain from needing this release makes me yell out, and he drills into me harder. I want it rough and he somehow knows it. The table scrapes on the floor and the computer wobbles dangerously. I don’t care though. I don’t care if the entire room collapses down around us. All I care about is Colt’s cock and what it’s doing to me right now. The orgasm I lost earlier builds back up inside of me. Colt’s fingers are digging into my hips. They’ll probably leave bruises, but I don’t care. I can tell by his pace that his release is coming soon, too. I flex around him, the only small thing I can control in this whole situation while he has me bent over, and he groans loudly. He leans forward and moves a hand between my legs, and I almost buckle underneath him.
“Come for me, Sassy.” He breathes, and while he continues to fuck me hard, his finger swipes against my clit. Crying out, I push backwards against him, and ride out my climax loudly. His finger continues to rub against my pulses, spreading my wetness all over me. As my body finishes with the shuddering orgasm, I almost collapse, but Colt’s arm winds around my chest, supporting me. He takes his hand out from between my legs, then pulls his cock out of me. I hear a guttural moan and then feel the ribbons of his cum landing all over my ass.
We both stay still for a moment, breathing heavy, not speaking a word. That was intense. Colt leans over, grabbing some paper towel from a shelf. He gently wipes the mess from my ass and back, and I straighten up. I turn around to face him, and he pulls me in, wrapping his arms around me tightly. He kisses me on my forehead.
“Maybe you are a bad influence on me after all. Dragging me into the storeroom to have your way with me.” He jokes, his head resting on top of mine.
“It was me who was bent over the table. Pretty sure you were the one having their way.”
“Hmmm,” He trails his fingers lightly up and down my back and it sends shivers down my arms. “You started it, though.”
I smile. He’s joking, but I think he’s also letting me know that I’m still in charge. I unwind myself from his embrace and get dressed while Colt zips up his jeans. We grin at each other like love struck teenagers who just lost their virginity. After cleaning up the mess we made, we leave the storeroom. I’m glad to find there’s no one loitering in the shop. We weren’t being quiet in there.
Half an hour later, I’m behind the counter when I hear the door of the shop open. I glance up then do a double take.
“Mum? What are you doing here?” I haven’t seen my mum in almost a year.
“Hi darling,” she says, casually walking towards me as though we catch up every other day. “I was passing by and thought I’d drop in. Your roommate told me I could find you here.”
“Taylor.” I say, trying not to frown. She’s met Taylor before, but her ability to remember any details about my life is non-existent. “What are you doing in town?”
I fidget with my fingers, unsure whether I should go around the counter to give her a kiss or a hug. My mum doesn’t really do kisses and hugs, at least not with me. Which is fine because I’m not an affectionate person either. But it’s been so long since I’ve seen her, and that’s what people do with their parents, isn’t it? By the time I’ve finished the debate in my head, the moment has passed. I stay where I am.
Mum takes her sunnies off her head and puts the tip of the arm in her mouth. I know that coy look. I grew up with her having that expression on her face. It’s her flirty look that she reserves for just about any male on the planet. I follow her gaze and groan inwardly when I realise she’s looking at Colt. He’s walking out of the storeroom holding a heavy-looking box. His shirt is tight around his arms, his muscles straining against the fabric. I fight the urge to stand in between them to stop her from looking at him.
“Mum?” I try to get her attention back on me so she can answer why she’s here.
“Is this your mum?” Colt asks and drops the box on the floor. He walks over to us with a wide grin, excitement making his eyes dance. Dammit. Why did I call her that in front of him? I don’t want him to meet my mum.
“Hi Mrs Bennett, I’m Colt. It’s really nice to meet you.” He holds out his hand for Mum to shake, but instead she latches onto it with both of her hands, stroking it.
“The pleasure is all mine,” she purrs. “But please, I haven’t been Mrs Bennett for many years. Call me Shayley.”
“Don’t you have things to do?” I snap at Colt, my voice coming out sharper than I intended. He looks at me, hurt.
“Sassy!” Mum admonishes, but her gaze doesn’t leave Colt as she undresses him with her eyes. “Don’t be so rude to the poor boy. He’s allowed to take some time to say hello to me.”
“We’re just really busy,” I mutter. I throw Colt a pleading look and he tilts his head, trying to follow. Mum looks around at the empty shop and laughs, finally releasing Colt’s hand.
“You’re being ridiculous, darling. This place makes a museum seem loud.”
“Don’t let looks deceive you Shayley, this is the calm before the storm.” Colt answers smoothly, flashing her a grin so sexy that I can see her visibly react to it. I could kiss him in gratitude. He took my hint and ran with it. No question.
