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My head drops to his and he instantly collects my lips in his, never once slowing his movements. Colton’s hand drops down between us and he finds my clit with the softest pinch and my head gets thrown back. “Fuck, Carrington!”
He does it again before adding pressure and rubbing over it, the sound of his desired chuckles filling the room. “That’s right, Jade.”
I clench down around him even tighter and he groans with need. “I’m going to come,” I say, almost frantic, breathing heavily as he slams up into me and teases my clit with his magical fingers.
Colton grabs my jaw and forces my eyes back to his and I see his whole world, so close on the edge. His eyes are dark and stormy and without a doubt, he’s about to come undone. “Let me see it. I want to watch you come.”
His words tear me apart and within seconds, my orgasm rips through me. “Fuck,” I yell, digging my nails into the warm skin of his shoulders. He doesn’t dare stop moving, even when his own orgasm comes up and threatens to paralyze him.
His hands dig into my skin and we both ride out the high together, intense and so fucking powerful.
My breath comes in quick, sharp pants as I come crashing down into him. He holds me against his chest, both of us still reeling from that incredible ride. “Holy shit, Jade,” he whispers into the cool room. “I could do that every day for the rest of my life and never be done with you.”
I lift my head and meet his eyes. “I’m counting on that,” I tell him, laying out all my cards and letting him see just how serious I am about this thing between us.
Colton’s hand travels up my body until his fingers are brushing over my jaw. “Good,” he finally says, his eyes boring into mine and holding me captive. “Because I don’t plan on ever letting you go.”
I crash back into him, my lips crushing against his and devouring him and just like that I feel him hardening between my legs, more than ready to prove it all over again, and as he slowly starts to move, I realize more than ever that I’m not just falling for Colton Carrington, I’ve already fallen and fuck, it feels good.
Chapter 32
I push the broom through the silver confetti littering the ballroom floor. I don’t know whose stupid idea it was to have confetti bombs go off when Colton officially announced that he will be taking over for his father and running Carrington Incorporated indefinitely.
Oh, shit. That was my stupid idea.
I can’t deny that it was fun and watching the surprise on his face after the announcement was pretty fucking incredible. The cleanup … not so much. This shit is like glitter. It goes everywhere. Even after the cleanup, I’m going to be finding little confetti pieces for months.
I hadn’t exactly cleared this with Mom or Harrison so I wasn’t surprised when the job got dumped on me. It’s not a big deal though. The cleanup crew have been here since six this morning and have done an incredible job of packing away the party so considering it’s after one in the afternoon and I’m only just getting started, it’s really not as bad as I thought it was going to be. Though, having said that, it’s still not going to be a five-minute cleanup job. I’ll probably be here for a good part of the afternoon.
People hurry around me, dismantling tables, pulling off table cloths, taking down decorations while others scatter around collecting discarded champagne flutes and making a pile of lost clothing items which I’m sure all belong to Milo. Though there are a few too many hats in there but I’m sure Milo will claim them all anyway.
Wanting to get this over and done with, I push my broom around the ballroom and do my best not to miss a damn silver sparkle, though after finishing the floors, I quickly realize that my job isn’t even close to being done. Confetti litters every tabletop, every chandelier, every statue, and every floral arrangement.
I’m going to be here forever. At least I learned a lesson though—don’t fuck with Mom and Harrison’s plans.
I get stuck into it and have to put up with Colton as he constantly walks past and laughs at my punishment. The confetti might have been a slight surprise for him too but it’s not as though I let off fireworks inside the room. I’ll save that great idea for the next one.
By five in the evening, the staff is gone and the ballroom is mostly put back together. I stick around to do the finishing touches, the ones Maryne used to do herself. She liked the ballroom set up a certain way when it wasn’t in use, just in case Charles wanted to show it off to his guests—because he always wanted to show it off.
