The Boy Trapped

Chapter 14

Colette's POV
He started walking.

"Where are we going?"

"Bathroom."

"Oh?"

"I wanna fuck you in the shower."

"Ah. Okay."

He brought me into the bathroom and put me on the counter. He turned on the water in the shower. He went back to kissing me.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

I took off my clothes and jumped off the counter. I ran into the shower.

"Hey!"

Nyxon ran into the shower and pinned me up against the wall. He pinned my wrists up by my head. He started kissing me. He got situated and started moving.

"Never leave me again."

"I won't. Never leave me."

"I won't."

My head went back and I moaned. Nyxon somehow slipped. We both fell. I landed on top of him. We started laughing.

"Are you okay?"

"I'm fine. You?"

"Yeah."

I straddled him.

"You sure, you're okay?"

I started outlining his abs.

"I'm fine."

He sat up. He put his hands on my hips.

"Are we still going?"

I started moving my hips. He pushed me down. I started kissing him. He started squeezing my butt. His head went back and he moaned. I started kissing his neck.

"Holy shit. Just like that. Yes! Yes!"

He pulled me closer to him. That made him go in deeper. He started moving me.

"Oh? You wanna be in control again?"

He stood up.

"My ass is hurting. Let's go to our bed."

""O-our bed"?"

"I'm assuming you just moved in. You literally brought all of your shit here."

He turned off the water.

"I-I didn't think, you'd be okay with me moving in."

He helped me stand up.

"Coley, baby...if I wasn't, don't you think...I would've brought you to Kyle or Sienna?"

"True. That's true. I-is your family o-okay with y-you not being with them?"

"Relax. I'm going to my mom's on Saturday. Everything's fine."

"Really? You're sure?"

He wrapped his arms around my waist.

"Stop. It's fine."

Nyxon's POV
"Really? I-I feel bad."

I moved hair out of her face. I kissed her.

"It's fine. Trust me. You do trust me right?"

She nodded. I smiled.

"Great. My family's gonna be happy that, I'm not miserable this year."

"W-why were you miserable?"

"You weren't here."

"But y-you've only been back for what? 3 years?"

"Okay and?"

"You're supposed to be happy."

"How do you expect me to be happy when...I didn't have my best friend with me? I was at your mother's everyday trying to figure out, where you were."

"Y-you were?"

"Yeah. She kinda hates me now."

I walked over to my closet and started getting dressed.

"How much does she hate you?"

"Let's see...I've been threatened with a restraining order so...yeah."

"She threatened you with a restraining order?!"

I threw a shirt at her. She caught it and put it on.

"Yeah. I stopped showing up after that. I can't see you again if I'm in jail, now can I?"

"True. You're not allowed to go over there, anymore?"

"Nope. I can't risk it."

"I-I can try to talk to her if you want."