Nashville Babe

I froze with my hand between my legs, the air thickening as I moved to sit up.
"Don't stop, love. Please, don't stop." Colton smiled from the doorway and my stomach flipped. I watched his warm blue eyes drop to my core and light up in excitement. "Our plane left earlier than expected." He said, answering a question I had yet to ask.

"Care to join me?"

He dropped his bag by the door and let his coat fall on top of it, taking careful steps to roll up his sleeves before sauntering over. His hand rested gently on my hip as he leaned down to kiss my forehead, his lips brushing my skin and leaving a fire in it's wake, before he stepped back and shook his head.

"I want to watch."

I whimpered at those four words, watching the muscles in his forearms flex as he crossed them over his chest. His jaw set in a hard line as he leaned back, resting his hips against the dresser while a smirk pulled at his lips.

"Y-you want to-"

"I want to watch you make yourself cum. It's been over a month and I have been dreaming about it. Go ahead."

The look on his face had me breathless and it took a minute to settle back onto the bed. I tried to keep my eyes on him as I grabbed the vibrator, tapping the end to bring it to life.

"Don't worry about me baby, just do what you were doing."

I dropped my head back onto the bed and smiled, taking a hand to my breast delicately. I rolled my nipple between two fingers before arching my back, the renewed energy and excitement of having Colts watch me sending electricity through my body. I had slipped the vibe over my stomach and between my legs, resting just over my lips.

My stomach coiled as I slipped it into my heat, the sensation so sweet and invigorating that I moaned out loud. A few feet away, a guttural groan slipped from Colton's mouth. It was intoxicating and I glanced up to see him palm himself through his pants.

"Fuck, are you- baby, please come fuck me!" I hardly recognized my own voice, a whine over everything, and I heard him push off from the dresser. He leaned over me, strong arms braced on either side to hover inches from my body. The heat rolling off of him was sweltering and I reached up to pull him flush against me.

"Not yet. I want you to cum by yourself."

Resting on one arm, he slid his free hand down my stomach and took his time, tracing the dip of my navel and over the curve of my hip. I lifted up, a vain attempt to get him where I needed him, and he chuckled before slipping one finger into my heat. His thumb ghosted over my clit and a fire shot through my body.

"Colts-"

With no warning, he slid three fingers in and bit down on my collarbone. The adjustment was shocking but delightful and he began pulling and pushing, in and out. My mind grew hazy, lost in the feel of him and his weight on me, the rough burn of his beard as it ran over my skin like sandpaper.

He finally dropped his body onto mine with a groan, limiting the movement to tight circles on my clit that ripped an orgasm out of my body. A shock followed by my stomach flipping, like the first hill on a roller coaster, had my thighs shaking as I dug my nails into the thick of his biceps.

He kept his face buried in my neck and kissed whatever he could find. I reached up to tangle my fingers in his hair and felt tears burn the back of my eyes, caught up in having him back and the smell of his cologne.

Colton lifted his head and smiled at me, pulling my lips to his for a brief kiss.

"Welcome home, handsome."

Notes

I'm sorry I said pulling and pushing, I tried to change it but it didn't seem right.